Chapter Two Hundred [Enjoyment of Men!]
When the car stopped, repaired the vehicle and went camping and picnic, Duanmu Aotian also stopped. Looking at the tortured honest and honest man, Posecke who completely subverted his cunning image, Posecke did not dare to neglect. The one in front of him was not the old man, but the real master. Posecke wanted to prepare all the food, cook it, and let Duanmu Aotian eat it.
The Duanmu Aotian uses naturally not a simple package of instant noodles, a ham sausage, and an egg. Instead, foods that must be carefully cooked. They are Antarctic shrimps cut in three diagonally from the middle to facilitate the fragrance, as well as salmon with delicious meat and fishy river clam meat. The fist-sized conch that only needs to be heated to eat is picked up by a toothpick. Although the food is elegant, Duanmu Aotian's eating speed is extremely fast, almost the same as a glutton, and he eats a little bit.
When Duanmu Aotian used some time to meditate and practice, Posecke had quickly picked up the knife and fork used by Duanmu Aotian and quickly ate the leftovers of Duanmu Aotian. This was a pleasure for Posecke, because as the spiritual leader of the Torch of Victory, he also lived in caves for many years. He usually ate some inferior foods prepared by a chef with low-level skills. Naturally, he had never enjoyed this kind of delicacy. In addition, all the ingredients of Duanmu Aotian are very particular. Although he doesn't do it himself, as long as the things he likes are undoubtedly the best in the world.
In addition, Duanmu Aotian was extremely picky when eating, and the taste was slightly worse, so he would not touch it at all. So even though he knew that these foods were all things that Duanmu Aotian had eaten, Posecke knew that under Duanmu Aotian's extremely accurate wrist strength and techniques, these things were not eaten or moved at all, so they were very comfortable and refreshing.
After finishing the meal, it was just three minutes, and it can be seen that it had been trained to a certain extent by Duanmu Aotian.
When Duanmu Aotian opened his eyes and said without moving, "Let's go", his whole body was already erected like a javelin, and Posecke also moved neatly and a little out of the way, quickly packing up and ready to go.
Posek's strange adaptation speed made Duanmu Aotian look at it involuntarily. This person is really a talented person. He can become the spiritual leader of everyone in such a fierce competition. After a series of cruel tortures, he can adapt to his speed and strength. In less than a month, Posek has undergone a transformation. The cruelty in his eyes was suppressed deeper and deeper under Duanmu Aotian's strong suppression. There was a kind of perseverance that could burn his boats slowly emerged from his eyes.
Duanmu Aotian knew that this experience was also a difficult growth process for Posecke. Regardless of him, in Duanmu Aotian's eyes, this little old man who looked obese because of his obesity and thinness was always his cannon fodder.
"Stop!" A special forces member of the United States armed forces in full suit was already standing in front of the two people with a gun. Behind him was a single motorcycle. This kind of car had no seats. When it was started, all of its bodies had to be arched on the car. Although it was a bit painful to drive, it had better control over the car and had higher requirements for control over people.
"Hmph!" Duanmu Aotian didn't talk nonsense to this person. In his eyes, these people had no ability to stop. If they wanted to stop by themselves, they had to show corresponding strength.
Duanmu Aotian went up and kicked the American soldier who was armed, strong and had already made a fighting posture. After one kick, he almost made the world change color and suddenly rose. A layer of invisible air waves rushed onto the warrior's body, causing the warrior to bend over, bow his body, and his feet off the ground. He stretched his hands forward and quickly fell backwards, smashing the car behind him.
Duanmu Aotian did not stop at all, but Poseck was a little dumbfounded. Is Duanmu Aotian a little too far? Poseck had never encountered such people since he was a type of person, so he naturally didn't know that in this world, the word "时" could be interpreted to a point that was almost close to "Tao".
"So awesome!"
Duanmu Aotian walked forward for only half a kilometer. The coalition forces in front had already learned from the intercom that the person who intercepted Duanmu Aotian was beaten and was broken. The car that was pressing the tail immediately turned around and quickly collided with Duanmu Aotian.
Duanmu Aotian looked at the car that was driving at him from a distance, without thinking, and grabbed Poseck directly and waved his hand. He was stunned and staring at the car that was flying over quickly, and was a little unresponsive. Now he knew very clearly that the meaning of cannon fodder is, and this is the so-called cannon fodder.
I believe that Posek's practice and training during this period were not useless work. When he saw the car crashing towards him, especially a protective net was installed on the front of the car's glass. He immediately raised his nerves to the highest position, and shouted quickly. His hands had been opened into a crab posture, and his feet had already been on the protection net.
After seeing Duanmu Aotian's bravery, Poseck also felt a little like a good person, and the one who was close to the vermilion was red and the one who was close to the ink. Although he knew that martial arts were not so good, when Duanmu Aotian completely regarded it as a cannon fodder and didn't care about life, he had made up his mind that the more you wanted me to die, the better I wanted to live than anyone else.
However, Posecco had seen such vehicles long ago when fighting with the American army in the Middle East. It can even be said that Posecco could easily say that when tied up with combustion and explosion bombs and thrown them together onto such vehicles, it would cause the greatest damage to such vehicles.
Similarly, Posecke also realized that this time Posec threw it into the car was not a mixture of incendiary bombs and bombs, but his own body. When Posecke stepped on the protective net on the car window that hit on the head, he suddenly shrank and then bounced hard. The "click" sound of the steel mesh breaking, and then the sound of glass breaking, which was different from the development process in Posecke's consciousness.
Therefore, Poseck did not bounce his body up, but was directly stuck in the steel net. The steel bars thrust into Poseck's feet, and cut through Poseck's tendons along the flesh and blood. Seeing Poseck being thrown out of the car, Poseck roared violently like an angry beast, grabbing the iron net with both hands. He curled up his body, and his severely injured feet had already passed through the broken glass stubble and entered the car.
Posecke had never suffered such harm in his life. At this moment, Posecke looked at Duanmu Aotian, a proud man who refused to have a trace of imperfection.
Duanmu Aotian only had indifference in his eyes, except indifference, but still indifferent. Apart from that, he had nothing, as if the world was subverted in front of him, and it would only make him indifferent.
When the car arrived next to Duanmu Aotian, it stopped abruptly and drew a long thrilling plowshare mark in the desert.
Ten soldiers with live ammunition immediately jumped out of the car. Except for one who pointed the gun directly at Duanmu Aotian with his hand, the other nine people had already besieged the city and surrounded Duanmu Aotian in the middle. Now, if nothing unexpected happens, Duanmu Aotian will be torn to pieces among these people full of murderous aura.
Duanmu Aotian did not move at all, and even did not even have the basic movement of moving his ears as they turned. He looked at the sky coldly, and the arrogant and arrogant arrogance that was transcendent, as if murderous aura had come to Cheng Yu, there was no surprise at all.
Duanmu Aotian slowly opened his eyes, as if at this moment he noticed that the danger was already in the scene, and there was no way to hide. Life and death were decided at this moment.
However, before everyone was touched, Posecke's eyes widened. He wanted to see clearly the every move of this hateful guy. Now he was his biggest enemy.
Duanmu Aotian remained motionless, like the mountain of mountains pressing against the top of the mountain. Although it was still motionless, its momentum had already taken one step ahead of others and snatched out of its body. The boundless and majestic momentum slowly flowed out, overwhelming everything.
Duanmu Aotian still punched a big guy who flashed behind him and attacked. The big guy stepped back and drew a three-meter-long groove on the ground, and then his arms stretched forward fell down. Everyone was unconscious.
The other people looked at each other and naturally wanted to step forward together and attack Duanmu Aotian from all directions. However, Duanmu Aotian kicked another kick, one after another, which was extremely simple, but it turned into magic. It kicked the people around him away from a distance, and landed one after another, screaming. This was no longer technology, it was simply art.
Killing becomes so dazzling. If a person's martial arts have not reached the level of superb level, then the person who can no longer see the trajectory clearly. This is the combination of humans, technology and art.
Duanmu Aotian looked at everyone, raised the corner of his mouth, and finally said, "Vulnerable."
The man who was holding the gun at the door at the high place had already aimed the gun at Duanmu Aotian, and his lips were smiling fiercely. No matter how high your martial arts were, could you still avoid bullets?
However, his shot was missed and was hit on the head by a piece of glass.
When Duanmu Aotian was fighting with these nine people, Posecke had pulled out his feet from the glass fragments and from the steel stubble that broke into barbs. There was a shocking thread on it, completely inserted by the barbs into a deeper wound. Like a hungry wolf, Duanmu Aotian completely stimulated the wolf's sex. Now this extreme pain can completely bring the pain of the human shock that has been hurt. Posecke gritted his teeth and endured it. He didn't know why he was like this, but he completely showed some kind of strength in his heart without missing any omissions.
Looking at Duanmu Aotian's every move, he easily injured these nine American heavy-armed people and was almost unable to move at all, and even his internal organs were broken. This is a heavy hand, a taboo fist in martial arts, but it is a taboo trick for everyone. For Duanmu Aotian, nothing is wrong. In Duanmu Aotian's eyes, everything is against others, and the constraints on this world have nothing to do with him. What he made is the rules, and what he said is the square and round, everything is as he wishes, without any need to worry about other people's feelings.
Posecke no longer knew whether he was still alive after he fell into Duanmu Aotian's hands. The moment Duanmu Aotian was aimed at by the gun, perhaps the moment he was freed. As long as the gunfire sounded, the person who restrained him would no longer exist. He could have a broad sky and freedom, and even become the leader of the Torch of Victory again, leading one side and achieving a greater cause.
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