"Wow..."
As soon as Jiang Minghao opened his eyes, everyone felt that the aura of the entire living room rose suddenly. Those eyes full of power and vitality were like ghosts in the dark, making people feel a hint of coldness behind this brightness. And the threat of death.
Jiang Minghao’s sudden change left everyone present in a daze, especially the bodyguard named Along. Watching Jiang Minghao’s miraculous change, he couldn’t help taking off his sunglasses. This time, he was in What Jiang Minghao saw on his body was no longer the weak wind and being crushed before, and he could even feel the pressure in the entire air plummeting with Jiang Minghao's eyes.
"call······"
The bodyguard exhaled a foul breath, took off his black coat, stance, opened his hands, and put on an octochi-style starting posture. This is no longer a simple one-strike kill and fight for soldiers. The range that can be manipulated is now. In the face of such a master, Aaron can only show his true strength.
Jiang Minghao's eyes are like two sharp swords, staring at the 30-something guy in front of him, but his face is not as calm as his heart, but full of killing and hideousness, as if he is a head. The bloodthirsty hungry wolf will tear up the prey in front of him. This is the wildness from his heart. The clothes that have been soaked in blood and the blood stains on his face have turned Jiang Minghao into a thorough The bloodthirsty demon god at the bottom of the world, in his body, Aaron saw the soldier's arrogance, confidence and aggressiveness, as if he saw the cheetah who had only one side with him in the past, and he couldn't help but feel cold from the heart.
If the retired special soldier in front of him, the bodyguard at this time, Aaron, is a full-powered fighter machine, then Jiang Minghao is a killing machine crazy enough to make ghosts tremble. Yang Hongren actually lit a cigar with interest, and waited expectantly for the two machines to fight.
"call·······"
The people around only felt a gust of strong wind blowing on their faces, and saw Jiang Minghao's quick movements and silent landing. His whole body was like a flexible civet cat. The air blocking him seemed like a fan of bubbles that could be broken by blowing. The speed and the movement of the body can't produce any hindrance. Jiang Minghao is like a stinger missile flying in. With a determination to die, he attacked the enemy with absolute advantage in front of him.
Jiang Minghao is a man, and he is a passionate man, but he has never been like other passionate men. Whether it is a stinking legacy or a history, he must make achievements or live vigorously. Jiang Minghao only wants to be worthy of himself. He can't care about others who are good to him, and he can't control and don't want to care about other things. In his words, his immature shoulders can't bear so many responsibilities and obligations.
Although Lu Hongfeng, Long Zhiwen, and even his own heroic descendants opened a door to the world for Jiang Minghao, and even allowed Jiang Minghao to soar on the world stage, Jiang Minghao was in this rugged road. What he gets on the road is more pain, grievance, torture, and loss. If he can, he would rather be an ordinary orphan with both parents dead, relying on his grandfather for life, serving him for the rest of his life, and then marrying his own wife and having children, living a peaceful and peaceful life. life.
Thousands of thoughts in Jiang Minghao's mind wandered, but they did not affect his boxing skills. At this time, the army's fighting and grabbing were indeed effective against gangsters, but it paled in comparison to martial artists who had made achievements in martial arts. , So Jiang Minghao did not hesitate to use his best Xingyiquan.
"collapse······"
I saw Jiang Minghao’s fast-moving body abruptly, his feet were like iron plows hung upside down, and he fumbled. It was the opposite of his body as light as a swallow when he just stepped on a catwalk. The marble floor of the living room cracked, and every meal and frustration under his feet seemed to have a mighty force, and his body was filled with steam-like energy, which made people's hearts tremble.
"not good!"
This bodyguard named Along gave a bad cry in secret. He saw Jiang Minghao bend his back like a strong bow, with his fists closed at his waist, and with the strength of his feet and the collapse of his body, he was about to hit him, especially the punch. The lingering energy on his face made the surrounding scenery have a fuzzy feeling after refraction. He couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Xingyi Five Elements Fist, letting out the energy?"
Along's eyes and pupils shrank sharply, and the Bajiquan he had practiced reached the peak state of strength. Although he has a strong physique, he has yet to face a punch with a powerful player like Jiang Minghao. Most enemies died under their own guns and military stabbings. Because he is a soldier, the mission of a soldier is to perform tasks at all costs. Therefore, it is important to destroy the enemy in the fastest and most effective way. The fist is just It will come in handy when the ammunition runs out of food.
But now is different. He is a bodyguard, an ordinary person without any privileges. If he is now abroad, perhaps he will not hesitate to pull out the two desert eagles on his waist and head the opponent directly. Unfortunately, he is now in Domestically, and the other party is a friend of the young lady, he is not allowed to do this at all, especially Yang Hongren's attitude, how could he not see the boss's mind, he wants to use himself to try the other party's skill.
"Huh..."
At this moment, Jiang Minghao’s fist collapsed like a rain of arrows, and it shot straight into his chest. The fist hadn’t arrived yet, but the biting aura had already come in a cluster, and he actually pressed his shirt directly on his chest. The buttons fell apart one by one.
"boom·······"
At the moment when Jiang Minghao’s iron-like fist collided with Aaron’s chest, everyone felt like two galloping cannonballs collided together. Jiang Minghao felt like his fist hit a thick hammer. His entire arm was numb on the steel plate, as if the muscles of his arm shrank suddenly at this moment and were squeezed to the extreme. The sleeves of the entire arm were also torn to pieces by the strength of the back shock. He directly exposed one of his arms, and even his figure shook, but he couldn't stand still. After five steps back, a few drops of red blood pressed out of the pores of his arm.
If blood oozes out of the muscle strain during the stretching of the arm, Jiang Minghao is instantly frustrated because of the strong explosive power of the muscle, and is squeezed sharply, making his muscles unable to withstand the pressure. The blood oozes out, and a needle-like tingling immediately comes from his arm. He feels his throat is sweet and a mouthful of blood gushes out, but Jiang Minghao suffocates back, his whole face swelled like pig liver. Generally purple, the opponent is already strong, how can Jiang Minghao lose to him in momentum
But this bodyguard, Aaron, didn’t get a bargain either. He was also the first time he met a warrior who had exuded his strength, so relying on his powerful Bajiquan’s ability to stick to the mountain, he forcibly took it with his chest. Jiang Minghao's fist collapsed, and on his chest, there was an impressive trace of a depression on the face of the fist, like a steel plate hit by a shell, leaving a depression about half a centimeter deep.
The power of Jiang Minghao’s collapsed fist is like a rocket booster. From point to surface, it directly affects Along’s chest. He feels like he was knocked down by a speeding train, back and forth again and again. It took four steps to stabilize his figure, and the shirt that had been torn by the fist wind was now torn into pieces of cloth directly under the force of the blown fist.
If it hadn’t been for nearly 30 years of Bajiquan skills, he had cultivated his strong physique. At this time, it was not just the white shirt that was crushed by Jiang Minghao’s domineering force, but Aaron still felt his abdominal cavity. There was a burst of energy and blood inside. Although there was no injury to the muscles, bones, or spleen, he felt that the organs in his abdominal cavity were thrown to the ground, as if all the internal organs had been reversed. The tip of the tongue was so sweet that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Haha, doesn't it hurt?" Jiang Minghao watched Along vomit blood, and said with a mature gentleman's posture, laughing and joking: "Yes, the young man has a future. , Um, ru Zi can teach."
Although he knew that this bodyguard was only the pinnacle of strength, he was able to take the blow of his best effort, even slightly better, but Jiang Minghao still had a mocking expression, he wanted to use his shameless and stinky Shameless, coupled with the control of human psychology, to defeat this enemy, as a soldier, on the battlefield, as long as you can use your weapons, and your only goal is to destroy the enemy, and do whatever it takes to destroy the enemy. , Jiang Minghao used this sentence like a fire and innocent at this time.
"Haha!" Along clutched his chest and sneered softly. He naturally knew that Jiang Minghao wouldn't be any better under the back shock of his own backing on the mountain. Since the battle, he has been the number one player. Then he said, "Don't you hurt?"
"amount······"
Jiang Minghao was stunned by this sudden counter-question. He did not expect that such an ice cube and wood would speak, and it still had a certain provocative counter-question. Jiang Minghao knew that he was counter-shocked by him. The situation has been written on the face, especially the gunshot wound on the shoulder. Under the squeeze of the counter-shock force, the blood was gurgling. The other party naturally guessed that he was pretending to be calm, and immediately revealed a pair of Laozi replied like No. 1 in the world:
"I endure it."
"Puff...haha..."
When everyone heard Jiang Minghao's answer, they couldn't help but laugh, especially the injured Instructor Zheng, who was supported by Captain Zheng at this time, because Jiang Minghao's smile affected the wound and coughed.