When Owen fell down, he kicked the round table next to him with his kick. The huge round table became their natural shelter. Only then did Nicky react and exclaimed. Owen dragged her and hid behind the round table.
I have to say that the things in the presidential suite are indeed very real. The round table is made of pure solid wood, which perfectly blocked the bullets fired at them.
Owen forced himself to calm down. He didn't know why the CIA people wanted to kill him, but now that it was like this, the two sides would fight to the death.
It's just that Owen didn't have a weapon. They just got off the plane and had nothing in their hands. They saw a glass ashtray on the ground. Owen picked it up and could barely use it as a weapon.
The bullet hit the round table with a "pop", and sawdust flew into the air. Silly Baitian was screaming, while Owen's brain was running at high speed, thinking of all possible countermeasures.
"Get down!"
A bullet hit the edge of the round table and took away a large piece of wood. Owen shrank his head and at the same time used his hands to forcefully push Shabaitian to the ground.
The enemy has fired eight shots by now. Owen keeps probing the edge of the round table to lure the opponent to shoot at him. At this time, the one with the gun is Grandpa. He must consume all the bullets of the opponent before he has a chance.
Eleven, twelve, thirteen,…
When the opponent reached thirteen shots, he seemed to understand Owen's thoughts and stopped shooting. Instead, he began to circle the round table and try to attack from the side.
Owen cursed secretly, this fat man was obviously not as stupid as he appeared.
The opponent was still trying to get closer, and even if Irving deliberately showed his head, he was not fooled. It seemed that he had already made up his mind to kill Irving directly after bypassing the bunker.
"Ah~~~"
Owen shouted, suddenly lifted up the heavy wooden table and knocked it towards the other party.
Chebi did not expect Owen to behave like this, and was knocked down unexpectedly. Owen felt like he had hit a wall, and with his weight of 200 kilograms, he almost missed the collision.
There was a table between the two of them and they rolled into a ball. Owen climbed over, rode on Cheby's body and punched the other person in the face, but this only lasted for a moment. After Cheby reacted, he crossed his arms.
He picked up Owen and threw him far away.
When Owen got up, Cheby also stood up again. The gun that had been knocked down was thrown on the ground aside, closer to Cheby. Cheby twisted his strong body to pick up the gun, and was about to get it.
When, Owen bumped into him again.
Chebi stopped moving and sank down to stabilize his center. Owen really hit the wall this time, using all his strength not to knock down the opponent. This guy was like a sumo wrestler.
Without knocking Cheby down, Owen kicked the gun away and Glock was kicked under the sofa. Then Owen hit Cheby with several punches, but they were all bounced back by the fat.
The two sides are not a heavyweight at all. The other side is like a big boss with thick health and high defense. Owen can't break the defense at all.
Misstep, Owen realized. To deal with this kind of guy, you can't attack like ordinary people. You should attack the throat, crotch, head, and eyes. No matter how strong a person is, these places are still the same as ordinary people.
Just as fragile.
With just one mistake, Owen was caught by Chebi, picked up horizontally, and then fell to the ground.
With a "bang~~" sound, Owen felt his internal organs trembling, and he couldn't catch his breath for a moment.
Seeing that Chebi's big foot was about to step down, Owen had not yet found control of his body.
With a "bang" sound, Nikki was of great help at the critical moment. She picked up the glass ashtray that Owen had just dropped from the ground, and while Chebby's attention was not on her, she hit him on the head with the ashtray.
Chebby was hit by an ashtray, but his bald head didn't even have a scratch on it. He slowly turned around and looked at Nicky fiercely. Nicky felt weak in his heart after being stared at by her, and smiled awkwardly.
After looking at Cheby's head and then the finished ashtray, Nicky said with a smile: "Haha, look, this ashtray is of good quality, it's not broken..."
"Bang"
Chebi was like an angry gorilla. Nicky was slapped in the face, spun 720 degrees in the air, fell to the ground and passed out.
"Bang", another one, this time it was Owen. Thanks to Shabaitian's delay of a few seconds, Owen had already slowed down, picked up Shabaitian's ashtray, and hit Chebi's head again.
Owen was not Nicky. The ashtray shattered in his hand, and Chebby's head was no longer so indestructible, with blood flowing from it.
Irving took advantage of the opponent's daze and hit him again on the nose and throat. Unfortunately, because the opponent's neck was too thick, most of the blow to the throat was blocked by his chin.
After suffering two heavy blows from Owen, Chebi covered his nose. Owen had just punched him in the nose, and now he could not control the tears and snot flowing from his nose.
Owen took the opportunity to take a step back and hooked his foot under the opponent's foot. Chebi lost his balance and fell on his back.
The ground shook, as if a heavy artillery shell hit the ground. Owen followed up and kicked the opponent in the face. Chebi blocked his face with his hands, and Owen was caught by him without looking.
It’s about to be finished~~~~
A warning sign arose in Owen's heart. When dealing with such people, they must never be caught. Once caught, the consequences will be serious. If you punch him ten times, he may not be fine. One punch from him will be enough for you.
One foot was caught, and Owen's other attacks immediately followed, with his knees flying and forcing the opponent to let go. But it was useless. Except for the vital parts, the opponent didn't care at all about the attacks on other parts.
Just like that, Irving attacked while the opponent stood up. Irving hit the opponent's front door again, but the opponent turned his head and hit him on the shoulder.
Next, Owen felt as if he had been hit by a train. It was just like Owen pushing the table against Cheby before. At this time, Cheby punched Owen hard, and Owen was beaten hard against the wall.
Owen slid from the wall to the ground. Chebi had angrily pulled out a decorative plaster statue on the wall and threw it at Owen. Owen rolled away in a hurry, and the plaster statue was smashed into pieces where he had been.
into powder.
Seeing Owen dodge, Chebi followed up again, and then rushed towards Owen. Owen was shocked. Being hit directly by this 400-pound fat man was like being crushed by a steamroller.
Owen rolled away again, narrowly escaping. The ground shook, and Owen was bounced up and down again. Then the two stood up again, and Chebi, the fat man from Uganda, rumbled towards Owen again.
He punched Owen twice in succession, and Owen dodged. Chebi's big fist punched a hole in the wall, and he destroyed countless decorations around him.
Owen punched Cheby in the throat, but was blocked. Owen stopped his hand and kicked out, and kicked the opponent in the crotch without anyone noticing. Owen was confident that as long as he got hit by this blow, no matter how strong he was
People, even Transformers have to kneel down to him.
Unexpectedly, he was blocked again this time. Chebi had figured out his tactics and protected his vital parts extremely tightly. Owen fought and retreated, and from time to time picked up anything he could find around him and threw it as a weapon.
Chebi.
Chebi casually blocked it, picked up the metal clothes hanging rod on the ground, and threw it at Owen head-on. Owen dodged, and the metal clothes hanging rod hit the ground with a clanking sound of gold and iron.
Owen stepped away again, and the metal pole flew past him with a whistling sound. Being hit by something like this would definitely result in broken bones and tendons.