Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 38: Bench God of War(1/2)

Imamura Kiyoko fell to the ground and took a big breath of air.

All I could see was one person rushing into the room and closing the door behind him.

The mercenaries who passed by the door one after another only heard the slamming of the door.

They immediately understood and smiled.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The girl's eyes were filled with tears and she struggled back.

Seeing Tim approaching her step by step, Imamura Kiyoko was almost desperate. When she saw Tim's hands were about to press the key, "Tick your vaginal foot."

Although Imamura Kiyoko had never practiced martial arts, in desperation, she actually used this move without a teacher.

A kick hit Tim between the legs, causing the international mercenary to growl, blush, and kneel down at the door.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Imamura Kiyoko stood on the spot and let out a scream...

"Um?"

"Brother, there seems to be some movement in the room!"

Ah Zha, who was looking for Lei Yaoyang but failed, walked back slowly and leisurely with the pace of disowning his relatives.

To be honest, Brother Zha is very angry at this moment, and he urgently needs someone, a girl to be precise, to help him get angry.

Ahu ran to him with an excited look on his face and said.

Looking at Ah Hu in front of him and Tony behind him, Ah Zha couldn't help but curse:

"Didn't I tell you to guard that woman? That's the woman Lei Ye wants!"

Tony looked at Ahu, and Ahu looked at Tony. The two of them almost said at the same time, "Brother, I thought you were called Er Ge (Third Brother)."

"Damn! Not good!"

Azha cursed secretly, then rushed to the room with Tony and Ahu. Tony also picked up the security guard's folding stool at the elevator door.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed to the door of the room where Imamura Kiyoko was, and saw a burly man holding the girl's neck with one arm.

Although Azha could only see the back of the big man's head, he could definitely imagine the other person's expression of wanting to eat someone alive.

Before Ah Zha could take action, a bench fell from the sky, and justice fell from the sky, slamming the big man directly into the room.

"Tim" is holding Imamura Kiyoko with one hand, planning to avenge his little brother.

A bench fell from the sky and hit his head hard, making his head buzz and he couldn't help but let go of his arms.

"FK! Who!"

Tim, who had recovered a little, opened his mouth with a national curse.

Before he could turn around, he received another heavy knee in response.

Looking at Tim on the ground, Tony twisted his neck and said:

"Who are you fucking with? You, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Tim on the ground looked at Tony fiercely. The knee just now, the thin Asian man in front of him, has good strength.

Well, he is a master!

Either the police or the military.

The only thing Tim didn't expect was that the master in front of him was Saigon's second-in-command marshal of the Vietnam Gang and a double-bonus stick.

Just as he was getting ready to teach the yellow monkey in front of him how to behave, another

The figure suddenly opened the door, rushed into the room quickly, and swooped down.

Fortunately, Tony's strength had already made Tim put aside his contempt. With his tall physique, he grabbed Ahu who was about to leap forward, and the two of them fell to the ground.

Compared with the flexibility of yellow people and the strength of black people, the biggest advantage of white people is that they can resist beatings.

Under the huge impact, he stood up one step ahead of A Hu despite being at the bottom.

She saw her hands raised with force, and Ahu threw them in Tony's direction.

"Bang!"

What surprised Tim was that unlike the previous yellow-air monkeys, the monkey in front of him did not save his companions. He also thought of taking this opportunity to rush up and kill the two of them in one go. Unexpectedly, a heavy one came towards him.

bench.

Although Tim's physical advantage is strong, it also depends on what he is compared with. Compared with yellow people, he is stronger, but compared with synthetic metal benches, he is not at the same level.

"ah!"

Tim shouted again and strode over. He refused to accept it!

But what greeted him was another bench.

"boom!"

"ah!"

Tim's head was immediately bruised and bleeding, and several teeth flew out. Facts have proved that no matter how strong Tim's body is, no matter how hard his head is, he is still not as strong as a bench.

"Didn't you know that I, Tony, am called the Bench God of War?"

"Fuck off! You don't accept it! If you don't accept it, just bear with me. This is how we do things!"

Looking at Tim with blood on the ground, Tony said disdainfully.

However, he did not continue to kill. In her opinion, this ghost old man might be the enemy of Imamura Kiyoko, or a scum who came to use force. Lei Ye brought them here today because something big happened, and he didn't want to cause any trouble.

.

Clenching his knuckles, Tony didn't even look at Tim on the ground, but walked towards Qingzi.

At this time, Qingzi in the corner was shivering.

Thought:

He had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again, and he was dead.

Unexpectedly, Tony lifted the chair with quick hands and feet and untied the rope from Imamura Kiyoko's hand.

Tony didn't think about anything else at all, let alone that this ghost boss was the robber who came to silence him!

The agile-minded Tony didn't even think so, let alone the simple-minded Ahu, who had nothing in mind except beating this ghost old man to death.

After he got up, he sat directly on Tim's body, punching him one after another.

In fact, Tim's fighting ability is also very strong, but he can't stand up to Tony's bench.

Although Ahu's fists are very hard, they are still much worse than those on the bench.

The pain stimulated Tim's nerves.

"ah!"

With a sudden force, Tim threw away Ahu who was riding on him. He covered his forehead and stared at Tony fiercely!

This yellow monkey doesn't play his cards according to routines, and he doesn't use martial arts ethics!

"ah!!!"

After taking a long breath, Tim struck Tony again with a swing of his fist.

Tony turned around gracefully and successfully escaped the big man's attack.

"Peng!"

There was another sound of the bench hitting flesh.

Tim finally understood that the man in front of him was not holding a bench at all, but a murder weapon.

"If you have the guts, put down your weapons and challenge me!"

Put down your weapons?

Singled out?

It was the first time Tony heard such an unreasonable request, but he couldn't help it.

Still put the stool down.

He made his first gesture.

effort?

When Tim saw the posture of the Asian boy in front of him, he couldn't help but shudder.

But then Tony's provocative actions made Tim extremely angry.

He couldn't figure out why the monkey in front of him was so arrogant without a weapon.

While he was stunned, Tony took a step forward and rushed forward with a fist.

"Go to hell, yellow-skinned monkey!"

Tony, who was moving at high speed, thought that the opponent would swing his fist and was ready to block. Unexpectedly, this despicable and shameless old man actually took out a pistol from his waist, and the black muzzle was pointed at him.

The yellow-qi monkey in front of Tim's eyes was obviously very powerful. Even if he had a gun or not, it would be the attack in this monkey's mouth.

Tim showed a cruel smile and looked at Tony with a look that seemed to say sorry idiot!
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage