Conrad Cole stared at the Tiehu standing in front of him, with an underestimation on his face, and said in English: "You want to fight me?"

Tiehu was too lazy to pay attention to Conrad Cole, so he rushed up directly, and his two clenched iron fists swung rapidly.

"Grass!" Conrad Cole shouted and scolded while fighting with both fists.

The two fists collided many times in an instant, creating a series of dull sounds, and the formation was like two cannons slamming each other.

After many collisions, Conrad Cole's expression became solemn, because he had realized that the strong Asian yellow man with black hair and strong figure on the opposite side was very powerful.

Conrad Cole began to use the tactics developed by years of bloody battles in European underground fists.

Conrad Cole's left arm blocked Tiehu's right fist, and then quickly dodged to the left, dodged Tiehu's left fist, and then Conrad Cole's right fist, ready to go, suddenly smashed Tiehu's front face.

Conrad Cole originally thought that Tiehu could no longer avoid his ready-to-go punch, but when his right punch hit him, it did not hit Tiehu's face, but hit an empty air, because Tiehu quickly lowered his waist back and avoided Conrad Cole's punch.

Not only that, Tiehu just lowered his waist and avoided the punch, and then he suddenly bounced straightened his upper body. His right fist was hit with lightning speed, and it hit Conrad Cole's right face, which swollen Conrad Cole's right face, and two red nosebleeds flowed out of his nose.

Conrad Cole used the tactics developed by years of bloody battles, and Tiehu was not stupid either. He saw the opponent's intentions in time, so he deliberately used the opponent's tactics and used his strong and agile skills to find the opponent's empty sect.

Conrad Cole reached out to wipe the blood on his face, and when he looked at Tiehu again, his eyes were full of anger, but his heart was a little nervous because he had realized that the yellow man in front of him was even better than him!

After a quick and neat contest, Tiehu was already confident of defeating the opponent. It was judged that Conrad Cole was indeed strong, stronger than Jin Dongyou, but compared with Tiehu, he was still weaker.

When Tiehu rushed towards Conrad Cole, Kim Dong-woo had already taken out a hard and ferocious bayonet from behind. He had the nickname of crazy stabbing. When fighting, he was used to using a bayonet. Of course, when he led his mysterious special forces on missions, he would still use a gun.

Kim Dong-woo held the bayonet in his hand and stared at Melissa Roberts with a sharp look.

Melissa Roberts frowned and said in English dissatisfaction: "Sir, I am a lady. When you fight with a lady, you even need weapons?" As he said, Melissa Roberts put on a pair of tin gloves.

Although Kim Dong-woo is a reckless man, he still speaks very well. He often deals with American soldiers when he is in the army. Now Kim Dong-woo understands Melissa Roberts's words, but does not answer in English. Instead, he cursed in Korean: "Damn, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, since you are helping Choi Ze-hen, that little face, you are polite to you."

Melissa Roberts couldn't understand these Korean languages, but from Kim Dong-woo's tone and expression, he felt that the man was rude and his pretty brows were even tighter.

Seeing that the Tiehu and Conrad Cole next to him had already started fighting, Kim Dong-woo didn't say anything anymore, holding the bayonet in his hand, rushed towards Melissa Roberts like a tiger.

Melissa Roberts clenched his fists, and because he was wearing iron gloves, his two "black" fists looked quite good.

Melissa Roberts suddenly dodged Kim Dong-woo's bayonet, and suddenly used his fists to block Kim Dong-woo's bayonet. He felt a little glad that he specially wore an iron glove tonight. The iron gloves were very hard. If he hadn't had this iron glove, facing Kim Dong-woo who was dancing wildly with a bayonet, Melissa Roberts probably wouldn't have resisted it for several rounds.

Even so, after a few rounds, Melissa Roberts still felt very difficult and realized that Kim Dong-woo was a very fierce and fierce man who was not "pleasant to the beauty".

With a "bang", Melissa Roberts struggled to block the bayonet that Kim Dongyou stabbed again with iron gloves, but his lower body was empty. Kim Dongyou found the right opportunity and kicked Melissa Roberts directly at a sensitive part of Melissa Roberts, kicking Melissa Roberts away and smashed it to the ground three meters away.

Melissa Roberts held back the pain from a certain part of his lower body and stood up from the ground and looked at Kim Dong-woo again. In addition to the strong anger, there was also deep shame and anger in his eyes.

Han Shiyin, who was watching nearby, noticed this scene and chuckled: "Oh, Dongyou Oppa actually kicked that American woman's place. How could he do this? It's so dirty."

Zhang Shilin's face turned red when she heard this, and she muttered softly: "It's indeed a bit dirty, but this is my husband!"

When Kim Dong-woo rushed towards Melissa Roberts like a tiger, Japanese ninja Kitajima Daisuke looked at Kim Jong-sung standing in front of him with contemptuous eyes, while saying in English in a mocking tone: "What? Are you going to fight me?"

Jin Jingcheng smiled faintly and responded in English: "No?"

Kitajima Dakong laughed strangely, then said, "Do you know who I am? With your figure, you dare to fight me? Are you not afraid of death?"

Jin Jingcheng smiled playfully: "I seem to be much taller than you, and I am also stronger than you. Do you think you are qualified to laugh at my figure?"

Kitajima Dakong suddenly looked angry. For more than ten years, he was often ridiculed for his short and thin figure. Because the European mercenary company where he works is mostly white or black, most of them are tall and strong, so Kitajima Dakong hates others to mock him with this. However, what is ridiculous is that Kitajima Dakong himself is short and thin, but when he comes up, he underestimates Kim Jingcheng's figure. It's really funny.

Kitajima Dakong glared at Jin Jingcheng angrily, then glanced at the folding knife in Jin Jingcheng's hand, and said mockingly in English: "Your knife is not good!"

Jin Jingcheng smiled playfully: "Can you do it? I will only know after fighting."

After saying that, Jin Jingcheng rushed towards Kitajima Dakong. Since he was going to fight, who would talk more nonsense with you? Fighting? In Jin Jingcheng's opinion, the person standing at the end was the winner.
Chapter completed!