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Chapter 273 Fighting with fists and feet

Zhao Dong stood still, as if there were flaws all over his body, but also as if there were no flaws at all.

The two people's eyes met, and it seemed that even the air condensed into substance.

Ah Jun didn't dare to move first, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't get any benefits from the previous battles.

This time he was fully prepared. Not only was he ready to go, but even the few people he brought here today were all carefully selected from the company's security department.

As a trump card, he also invited foreign aid.

A man behind him stepped forward and said, "Ajun, you don't need to do anything, leave this grandson to me!"

Ajun nodded, "Don't be careless!"

This person is the foreign aid invited. He is a well-known Sanda master in Tianzhou, nicknamed Da Bing. He has won awards in martial arts competitions and has never failed to work hard every day.

I know him from the Fight Club. Whether it is speed or physical strength, he is no weaker than when he was at his peak, but his actual combat experience is a little weaker.

But his punching power and explosive power are top-notch. In a fight, even he is not sure of gaining the upper hand, and his winning rate is at most 30%.

With him taking action, even if he can't win for a while, Zhao Dong will definitely be exhausted.

Once you seize the opportunity, just attack in groups, and you can still beat down the tough ones.

As for the morality of the world? One-on-one?

Bullshit!

The purpose of coming here today is to beat up the drowned dog. Even if it is a wheel battle, Zhao Dong must be taught a lesson.

Otherwise, watch him abduct the eldest lady like this?

Not to mention Aunt Mei, no one can swallow this suffocation!

Of course, to invite such a master here, friendship alone is not enough.

It was said to be a discussion, so the red envelope worth 100,000 yuan had already been sealed and put into the opponent's pocket in advance.

As for the severity of the move, let him weigh it based on the size of the red envelope.

This money was given by Aunt Mei last night. I think she was very angry with this guy!

The soldier shook his neck and relaxed his body, and at the same time, there was a crackling sound in his muscles and bones.

Before coming here, I heard from Ajun that the guy in front of me had just retired from the army. He was in good physical condition and his skills were not simple.

But he didn't take it to heart. He was very familiar with the tactics of the army.

If he were to fight with daggers, bayonets, dismantle and assemble firearms, and stand at a target fifty meters away, he would be no match for him.

unarmed?

He was 80% sure that this guy wouldn't be able to use it!

He didn't give Zhao Dong a chance to talk to him. He just raised his leg and kicked him.

The position of this kick is not very tricky, but the speed is extremely fast.

Zhao Dong dodged but was still rubbed to the corner of his clothes.

Before he could make any move, the second kick came!

A side kick, even faster than before.

Zhao Dong raised his arms, and with a muffled sound, he took three steps back.

"Nothing more than that!"

The man laughed sarcastically, and then fists came one after another like meteors.

Zhao Dong instinctively raised his arms, followed by a muffled sound of fists and feet.

The punches hit the flesh, the fighting style is fierce, and the moves are difficult to deal with.

Zhao Dong began to retreat step by step. No wonder A Jun asked him to make the first move. It was indeed a tough move.

If he had just retired from the army and his physical condition was at its peak, he would not be afraid of this guy.

However, I have neglected to exercise recently, and my physical fitness is completely different from a month ago. Whether it is physical fitness, stamina, or explosive power, there has been a great decline.

His only strengths so far are skill and awareness.

But one needs to grasp the opportunity to realize this kind of thing, and no one will benefit from taking action hastily.

If it was one-on-one, Zhao Dong might give it a try.

But Ajun and others were watching eagerly from the sidelines, and he knew very well what their plans were.

As long as he has the slightest flaw, these people will attack him in groups.

Once you fall into passivity, you will have no choice but to be manipulated by others!

Ajun was standing not far away. As Zhao Dong expected, he had indeed made this plan.

The solution was thought up by a lawyer behind the Su family, who took advantage of the opportunity to open the suitcase and stuffed a few things into it.

Although the method is not very clever, it is particularly effective against guys like Zhao Dong.

As long as someone gets the stolen goods, even if he is full of words and can't explain clearly, then there will be a way to force him to submit!

After a struggle, the man gradually gained the upper hand.

"How can a guy like you be worthy of Miss Su? I'm not afraid to tell you that in the 80kg Sanda competition, I disabled three guys like you who claim to be veterans!"

Zhao Dong was unmoved. Although he was in a weak position, he was not panicked at all.

One punch and one kick, steady and steady.

Every time, he can block the opponent's offensive line with precision!

The man was so angry that he finally stopped being conservative.

He stepped forward and punched Zhao Dong in the face with his fist.

Kick back with your right foot and step forward with your left foot.

An over-the-shoulder throw was followed by an elbow strike.

Commonly used moves in Sanda, they are explosive and full of stamina. Once the move is executed, the victim will never benefit!

Zhao Dong narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling a strong wind blowing from his ears.

He has no doubt about the power of this blow. He is worthy of being a professional Sanda player weighing over 80 kilograms. It is indeed not easy!

There seems to be a flaw in the rock-solid footwall.

It was like a nail was wedged between his loose legs, and he was lifted up in the air with just one move!

Xu San hurried over. Logically speaking, he should have arrived long ago.

Just now, I was stopped by the security guard at the gatekeeper's office, saying that he had been fired from the property management office and was not qualified to enter.

After some entanglement, he broke in.

Unexpectedly, I saw such a picture from a distance.

"Brother Dong!"

His eyes were red and he ran over like crazy.

Ah Jun cheered and motioned to the two people behind him to stop him.

At the same time, he was also eager to try, ready to beat the drowned dog at any time!

Zhao Dong didn't dare to be distracted. While landing on his back, he instinctively used his arms to protect his vulnerable parts.

A moment later, the soldier hit him with an elbow!

At this moment, it is completely a battle of strength and explosion, and no technique will help.

The dull collision was like ringing in the ears.

Full of energy and undiminished stamina!

Zhao Dong felt his arms were numb and his back hurt from the stones.

Since returning to Tianzhou, I have met a well-matched opponent for the first time. Such a guy is probably not an unknown person in Tianzhou.

"Kneel down for me!"

The man stopped drinking, and with one successful blow, his energy reached its peak.

Seeing that the front cannot be broken, we simply attack hard!

The left and right punches are charged at the same time, hooking across the ears on both sides, and the moves are continuous, and the explosion occurs almost in the blink of an eye!

Zhao Dong's eyes, which had been silent all this time, were slightly disturbed.

If it was just a fight of fists and kicks before, then it has changed at this moment!

The temple area is extremely fragile. In ancient times, it was a fatal point.

Although with modern people's physical fitness and ability to resist blows, it is not an exaggeration to say that one blow will kill you, but if you resist this attack, you will most likely have to stay in the hospital for several months.

You can never escape a concussion. As for other sequelae, it just depends on luck.

If it were left to ordinary people, bad luck would result in a vegetative state!


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