Chapter 74: Repaying the Self with the Way of Others
He Zhenzhong still didn't speak. He stepped forward, made a fist with his right hand and waved it out. Baidu search
The black man gritted his teeth, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes. He no longer blocked it with his hands, and punched He Zhenzhong forcefully in the mouth. He endured the pain, stretched out his hands, and grabbed He Zhenzhong's right hand.
"Yeah." He shouted loudly, and the muscles on his body stood up, especially on the back of his hands. Due to excessive exertion, all the veins were swollen, like giant earthworms.
Pull hard.
He Zhenzhong remained motionless, just looking at the black man quietly, with a look on his face that seemed to say, come on.
"Yeah." There was already a layer of fine sweat on the black man's forehead. He felt that he had never used so much strength to breastfeed before. However, He Zhenzhong still stood, motionless.
"No more?" He Zhenzhong nodded, "Okay, it's my turn."
Snapped.
He Zhenzhong grabbed his hand, and the black man secretly shouted something bad and wanted to break free.
Unfortunately, it's too late.
A huge force surged in, and he could not resist at all. He staggered, and his body rushed towards He Zhenzhong.
He Zhenzhong turned his body sideways, squatted down, and raised his shoulders obliquely.
"Ah ha."
Following He Zhenzhong's loud shout, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the black man's huge body lifted off the ground little by little, rose into the air, and then rolled forward along He Zhenzhong's shoulders.
boom.
A dull thumping sound was heard, and the corners of many people's mouths twitched unconsciously, and their whole bodies seemed to be in inexplicable pain.
The black man on the ground frowned in pain, and his strong body was still spasming unconsciously.
Da da.
Hearing the footsteps, he looked at He Zhenzhong, who was standing proudly and condescendingly, and felt an uncontrollable panic in his heart.
Everyone watching the battle was stunned, and there was an inexplicable awe for He Zhenzhong in their hearts.
The black men were so powerful before, and the elites of the special operations brigade were not enemies in one round, but now? Lying on the ground, covered in dust, with blood stains on the corners of their mouths, indescribable embarrassment and pity.
The face of the U.S. Army Lieutenant General had long since turned the color of pig liver. He couldn't figure out how his elite men were tortured like this. The situation was completely reversed from what he imagined.
Seeing that He Zhenzhong had not made a move, the black man rolled his eyes, and a cold light flashed deep in his eyes.
He moved, moved suddenly, and swiped his right foot violently.
As long as He Zhenzhong is defeated, he can fight back and have a chance to win. This Chinese boy is so naive. This is a battlefield. He dares to be distracted until the last moment. What else is it if he is not seeking death?
Despicable, the Chinese soldiers cursed in their hearts and looked anxious.
The U.S. Army Lieutenant General clenched his fists. Whether he could turn over or not depends on this blow. If He Zhenzhong is knocked down, there is still a chance. As for sneak attacks or not, haha, the result is the most important, because the mission of a soldier
It's a war, and what war cares about is the result.
Phew, the black man's thick legs were like a huge iron rod sweeping straight towards He Zhenzhong's feet.
Suddenly, he saw the corners of He Zhenzhong's mouth turn up slightly, with a sneer of disdain.
The black man's face changed suddenly. Damn it, at this time, this guy still dares to pretend like this? Humph.
call.
He Zhenzhong made a move. Although it was a beat slower, his momentum became more fierce, and the air penetrated his trousers and swelled up.
His feet have been specially strengthened, and with the support of Daliwan now, will he be afraid of any sneak attacks?
boom.
"Ah." The black man screamed, and his body slid across the ground with a crash, leaving an obvious trace.
Gulu, the Korean army couldn't help but swallow their saliva. They made a sneak attack and took the initiative. Instead, they were kicked away with a casual kick. What kind of monster is this middle-aged man? How much power is hidden in his body?
Power.
The lungs of the US military personnel were about to burst. They attacked someone secretly, but they were kicked out as if they were kicking something. This feeling was so unpleasant that it made them feel like vomiting blood.
The middle-aged people all clenched their fists, it was so refreshing and hearty.
This time, He Zhenzhong did not give black people a chance to struggle.
call.
boom.
He Zhenzhong grabbed the black man's right shoulder and placed his other hand on the black man's waist.
Whoosh, everyone stood up, staring straight into the middle of the field with their eyes wide open.
What does he want to do?
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Soon, everyone knew what He Zhenzhong wanted to do.
He actually grabbed the black man and lifted him up little by little.
This scene is so shocking.
Compared with the black man, He Zhenzhong's body shape was slightly different. But he picked up the black man who was almost twice his size and raised it above his head.
The people in the US military and the Korean army were all dumbfounded, and they felt like they were watching a Hollywood blockbuster.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." The black man kept dancing and struggling, but He Zhenzhong's big hands were like two pairs of iron pliers, and he couldn't break free at all.
Hoo ho ho.
He Zhenzhong grabbed the black man and kept spinning him faster and faster.
"Yeah." He Zhenzhong shouted, stopped abruptly, and then threw his hands forward.
call.
The black man's huge body slid in an elegant parabola in the air, attracting everyone's attention.
boom.
The black man fell hard and landed at the feet of the American lieutenant general.
His whole body seemed to be falling apart. One of his faces was completely distorted in pain, and his body was curled up into a ball, shaking constantly. And his heart was extremely aggrieved. Before, he wanted to grab He Zhenzhong and throw him to
In the stands, who knew that now he was enjoying this humiliation.
Although he wanted to chop He Zhenzhong alive, he only dared to think about it. He Zhenzhong had completely shattered his courage. He even dared not look at He Zhenzhong now, lest he chase him and continue to torture him.
Treating him in his own way, Lieutenant General Gao Shiwei smiled with satisfaction and nodded with satisfaction.
The U.S. Army Lieutenant General looked at his men who were in pain and could not stand up. His face had long been ashen. He had been defeated, and he had been defeated so miserably.
He glanced at He Zhenzhong, who was standing proudly in the field, and gritted his teeth. He knew that He Zhenzhong did this deliberately, just to avenge their people being thrown out like this before.
Later, Miao Lang saw this scene, and he punched the wall fiercely. He Zhenzhong avenged him, but he didn't have the face to say thank you to He Zhenzhong. How he wished there was a regret medicine in this world.
He Zhenzhong didn't think so much. He kept focusing on a middle-aged soldier walking over from the Korean army.