Four postures in one palm, the fingertips, phalanges, fist surface, and back of the palm exert force one after another after hitting the opponent. The power is constantly superimposed, one wave after another. It is also called the Iron Monkey Four Strengths by the monkeys!
Before the palm arrived, the palm pressure was already there, and the true energy in the bones was flowing and surging. Qin Fen's mental state also entered the peak state in an instant. He was so familiar with the sound like waves. WWw. QuanBen-XiaoShuo. Com
Violent rage! The monkey is using an attack similar to a violent wave of rage!
In an instant, Qin Fen's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Kung Fu was rotating at high speed like a turbine. Strong airflow erupted from the pores of his body in an instant, and the palm he pressed out with shaking shoulders was like thunder, and his muscles and bones were filled with energy. The sound of the tide lapping was also heard.
The mental state reached its peak, and the power of violent rage also bloomed with unprecedented concentration.
Bang bang bang…
The moment the two sides fought, Monkey's face was twisted in pain. What trick did this kid use? This should be the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu, but why is the body-protecting power of the Golden Bell Cover faintly coming from the palm? Is it my imagination
Before the last of the Iron Monkey's four levels of strength was used, Qin Fen's seventh wave of violent rage had already been thrown out. The monkey's face turned red, and the Great Holy Gong directly mentioned the six-star meteor star without thinking.
boom!
The ground shook, and Qin Fen rolled in the air and flew out for more than ten meters. Finally, his feet barely landed and he retreated a few meters. The marble slab under his feet was shattered with every step.
Huhuhu…
The violent surge of turbocharging is Qin Fen's ultimate stunt. The monkey used the five-star meteor despite the agreement, so Qin Fen would not show any mercy.
He was breathing heavily. A leapfrog challenge to a four-star versus a five-star shooting star. If he couldn't decide quickly, he would be the loser. Monkey actually used a six-star shooting star. The victory or defeat was completely decided in that moment. He could be captured alive without being knocked down. Or beaten to death. But retreating unscathed is already the greatest ability.
The energy in his arms dissipated, and Qin Fen's arms kept shaking. The challenge of surpassing two levels is definitely not done by humans. If the body is not strong enough, if the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong does not have good body protection power, the broken arm bone of the blow just now can be regarded as a minor injury.
Monkey and several veterans were even more surprised. Where did this new recruit come from? That burst of power just now. If it were any other master who had just entered the Meteor Star level, he would probably have been completely defeated by these four-star recruits.
Monkey raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Among all the people, he was the most frightened. What if he had a five-star strength and fought hard all the way? By prolonging the time, you might be able to survive for a while longer and defeat him easily when his anger is exhausted.
But even if you win with that kind of procrastination, you won't feel good.
A five-star meteor expert faced off against a four-star warrior, but in the end he had to rely on delaying tactics? Monkey couldn't afford to throw that person away, and at the same time he wanted to test how strong Qin Fen was, but the six-star Iron Monkey's fourth level of strength could only knock the opponent back. Want to kill him. It will probably take a few more seconds, what is this if not a freak
"Ouch! Monkey. Are you embarrassed?"
At the elevator, Phoenix's teasing voice sounded.
"It was a six-star meteor just now, right?" The Butcher stood beside Phoenix. The tone sounded like a question, but in fact anyone could tell that he was gloating about his misfortune.
When the monkey saw Phoenix, he subconsciously shrank his neck, focused on the butcher and said: "I said you are a guy who only knows how to kill people. I admit that I underestimated this recruit. If you have the ability, you can do it with your four-star strength." Turn him over!"
"If it's a fight, I'm confident that I can beat Instructor Butcher." Qin Fen gently moved his arms and fingers: "If it's a life-and-death fight, regardless of using a gun, I'm still close."
"What?" Tie Shou, Monkey and the other veterans raised their voices at the same time and looked at the butcher, asking with disbelief on their faces: "He is your student?"
The butcher shook his head: "They are not all my students."
A flash of inspiration flashed in Tie Shou's mind and he blurted out: "King of Guns!"
"Not entirely." The butcher shook his head.
"Could it be..." Monkey's eyes kept rolling as he asked, "That damn liar, Old Hao..."
"It's still not complete." Phoenix smiled at the side.
"Could it be that... you scumbags can't get along together?" Tie Shou asked this, and he couldn't believe it. Each of these scumbags has their eyes set above their heads. Even if one of them nods to teach a recruit, it is estimated that the recruit's background is not good enough. Okay, this group of people are coming together? How old does this kid have to be? Is he the son of the federal president
its not right! The federal president’s surname is not Qin! Is it an illegitimate child
"You got it right this time."
The butcher's expression showed no pride, his tone was flat, and the information was indeed explosive.
Tie Shou was stunned for a long time, and finally he laughed: "No wonder, no wonder this kid is so different from ordinary recruits. It turns out to be your masterpiece."
Xue Tian came close to Qin Fen at this time, looking completely familiar with him. He directly put his arms around Qin Fen and said very affectionately: "Brother, please teach me how to assemble a gun when you have time. You are better than me." The team is so good. And I love your obscene fighting style! After the mission is over, I’ll invite you to drink and pick up girls. How about you teach me the essence of obscenity?”
Looking at Xue Tian, Qin Fen thought of Lin Liqiang. Although they looked different, they both had an optimistic spirit in their hearts.
"Okay." Qin Fen nodded and agreed.
"Do you know the mission?" The butcher came over and asked softly.
"I know." Qin Fen replied simply: "Capture the terrorists."
The butcher raised his eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with a very dissatisfied look: "It's not about arrest. This mission can be summed up in two words: killing."
kill? Qin Fen was stunned. There was a big difference between the butcher's instructions and the mission briefing just now.
"Terrorists are all lunatics. They never blink an eye when they kill, and they don't even think about whether the people they want to kill are innocent civilians. Such scum who only spread terror and take other people's lives. Why arrest them? Send them to court. What kind of fair trial?" The butcher said with disdain: "Killing one more terrorist means indirectly saving many people. Not only does it take a lot of effort to capture them, but it is also prone to mistakes. They only need the slightest chance. You may explode the bomb on your body, and it will not only hurt you but also other civilians.”
No matter how prosperous a metropolis is, there will always be dark and rundown corners. Seoul, South Korea, is also unable to avoid this situation.
Due to various messy social reasons, a large area that resembled ruins appeared on the edge of Seoul, a densely populated and prosperous metropolis ten years ago.
Rows of old houses are closely packed together, commercial buildings that have been burned and abandoned by fires, and the old walls of the buildings are mottled. There was not even a complete piece of glass in the cinema, and bursts of heavy metal rock music and noises could be heard from it. Dozens of old and new heavy motorcycles were not chained, and were just placed in front of the cinema door.
This is a world that is barely governed by law. A paradise for bosozokus, a paradise for drug addicts and dealers, and a hotbed of crime.
As society advances, new conflicts will continue to arise, but the legal system can no longer balance the entire society. Almost all states have opened this area by default to provide a place for those who need to vent. To avoid greater social conflicts and riots.
Private investigators are frequent visitors here. Plainclothes police occasionally come here to collect some necessary information. Such a chaotic situation can only be described as a mixture of dragon and snake.
The Iron Hands drove heavy motorcycles into this chaotic area. We walked all the way north and stopped not far from a rectangular six-story building.
"Check the watch." Tie Shou simply raised his hand: "According to the plan, Xue Tian and Qin Fen will enter first. The aura of recruits in you has not retreated yet. This is a point that can be exploited. When they find out, they will think that they are not good at it. Pay attention and relax your vigilance..."
After the watch was finished, Monkey and the others quickly walked to the shadow of the building.
The butcher gave Qin Fen a let-go look, with a cruel smile on his lips, and quickly walked towards his position.
Qin Fen pulled the hk45c, looked at Xue Tian, and cautiously walked towards the steps of the building.
The dusty corridor smelled of urine and feces, and the remains of several broken wine bottles on the ground were also covered in dust. The damaged door made a creaking and decaying sound when the evening wind blew.
The dusty corridor is littered with fresh footprints.
Qin Fen frowned slightly. Judging from the footprints of these people, every one of them was a member of the martial arts training family. It was really in line with the purpose of martial arts for all. It seemed that the terrorists also knew the importance of martial arts training.
The smile on Xue Tian's lips never seemed to stop. He looked around cautiously, always on guard against any danger that might suddenly appear.
Fifth floor, lobby.
On the old old table, a long steel knife passed through the table from top to bottom, and nailed a person alive on it.
A knife through the heart! Precise knife skills!
The person who was nailed to the table had long since died, but the unwillingness left in his pupils did not disappear with his death.
"It's so boring. If I had known that we only had this little entertainment, we might as well have stayed in a big hotel in the downtown area." He opened his mouth and bit into the barbecued meat sprayed with oil on the chicken leg. His eyes were a little sunken, and the tall blue-eyed blond terrorist was very excited. He stood on tiptoe impatiently.
"Why should the concert be rescheduled? Really! We have to wait a few more days." The capable Arab was playing a very ancient game with a game console in his hand.
This was once a place where furniture was sold in a shopping mall. The worn-out Simmons beds were placed side by side not far away. A man and a woman were doing the most primitive sexual movements there as if no one was around. The man was constantly attacking, and the woman underneath him Let out a moan of pleasure.
The other three tough Arabs kept wiping the firearms and bombs on the table.
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