Hearing Chen Wanru's words, Zhang Feng was slightly surprised.
It can be said that what he lacks most now is core combat power. These core combat capabilities require elites, because he has many things to do. And these people in front of them are obviously very powerful in combat. It can be seen from everyone's eyes that they have seen blood.
The originally well-disciplined team was in a bit of a commotion. Apparently they were a little surprised when faced with Chen Wanru's words, and their eyes towards Zhang Feng became increasingly unkind.
A group of tigers cannot be led by a sheep! The result of forced leadership is that the sheep are torn into pieces by tigers.
After a brief shock, Zhang Feng finally understood why Chen Wanru said it was difficult to get this gift. The more powerful a person is, the more proud and unruly they are. It is naturally not easy to tame these people.
However, doing things that are too simple is not interesting. Only when challenging things are completed can you feel a sense of accomplishment.
Zhang Feng took a step forward slightly, his eyes gradually became cold and stern, and he said in a deep voice: "It seems that you have great doubts and resistance to what Chen Wanru just said, right?"
"Who are you? You want to lead us too, hum! You don't even need to urinate to show yourself." Someone in the team said disdainfully.
The voice of the other party was not soft. Zhang Feng's keen hearing not only heard it, but also quickly judged who said it.
Chen Wanru was about to speak at this time, but was stopped by Zhang Feng. If she needed Chen Wanru to help her at this time, she might never really gain the respect of these people in front of her!
Zhang Feng sneered twice and said: "Who said that? No matter whether they are men or women, everyone here is strong-willed. Do you need to talk about people behind their backs? Is there anything you dare not say to your face?"
Whether it was because Zhang Feng's words were irritating, or the person who spoke didn't even think about covering up, he directly pushed away the person in front of him and stood in front of Zhang Feng.
He is about 1.9 meters tall, a head taller than Zhang Feng. He has blond hair and blue eyes, scars on his bare chest, high bulging muscles, bulging blood vessels, and a strong sense of power.
What surprised Zhang Feng was that he was obviously a foreigner, but he spoke very authentic Chinese.
Ignoring the problem of the other party's accent, Zhang Feng looked at the 'foreigner' in front of him coldly and sneered: "You should feel lucky, because you are the person Chen Wanru handed over to me. If not, you would have been killed by now." It’s a corpse.”
"Pfft." The 'foreigner' in front of him laughed, and even the people in the team behind him laughed, or smiled lightly, or laughed, anyway, everyone laughed... It was as if Zhang Feng was bragging here. , apart from Zhang Feng, there was one person present who did not smile, and that was Chen Wanru.
She doesn't know Zhang Feng's current strength, but she believes in Zhang Feng and what he says!
Zhang Feng raised his brows slightly and said with a smile, "You don't believe what I said?"
"Hmph. Do you think I should believe it? I'm sorry, I just heard the best joke this year." 'Foreigner' said with a disdainful smile.
The people in the team had the same idea. Except for the time when they acted separately, the thirty of them trained together and constantly competed with each other. They all knew who was more powerful in combat. The 'foreigner''s fighting ability ranks in the middle among them, better than the superiors and more than the inferiors. In fact, the man in front of him who looks a little thin and pale can defeat him. Isn't this a joke
"There's nothing you can do if you don't believe me... But, I will let you... believe it!"
As soon as Zhang Feng finished speaking, his body had already rushed out. The distance between the two people was only three meters, and they rushed in front of the 'foreigner' in an instant.
The 'foreigner''s eyes suddenly widened. He didn't expect that the man in front of him would suddenly take action, and at such a fast speed. His hand subconsciously touched the dagger hanging on his waist, but a hand had already taken the dagger away before him. He pulled it out, causing him to touch something empty.
boom.
The next second he felt a sharp pain in his Adam's apple, and his body involuntarily took two steps back, stood firm, and raised his head in horror to look at Zhang Feng standing in front of him.
In Zhang Feng's hand was a dagger, which was the 'foreigner's' dagger. The hilt of the dagger was pointed at the latter, and it was precisely because of the hilt that the foreigner saved his life. If it were the tip of the knife, it would have pierced his throat.
Moreover, Zhang Feng did not use all his strength behind the attack, because his body was still injured and had not recovered, otherwise his face would not look so pale. Once he exerts all his strength, he is afraid that he will not be able to bear it anymore and will really hurt these 'babies' in front of him, and it will cause too much damage.
The 'foreigner's' eyes turned from fear to anger. Zhang Feng made him embarrassed in front of everyone in the team.
The people standing in the team behind him also stopped smiling at this moment, and their expressions became solemn.
"Are you not convinced?" The dagger turned rapidly in Zhang Feng's hand, light and swift!
The 'foreigner' was already convinced in his heart, because he knew very well that whether it was a sneak attack or a frontal battle, being able to kill the enemy was the best way. If the man in front of him was the enemy, he would have turned into a corpse. Just like what he said, if he were not Chen Wanru's person, he would already be a corpse.
Although he was convinced in his heart, he knew that he could not be convinced because he could not afford to lose face, his own face, and the face of the entire Dark Blood team!
"I don't accept it!" the 'foreigner' shouted!
Zhang Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently. If you are not convinced, then I will beat you until you are convinced. This is the best way to conquer a proud person, and it is very applicable now!
With a flick of his wrist, the dagger fell to the ground and was inserted in front of Zhang Feng's feet. Zhang Feng took a half step back, raised his arm and hooked his fingers, saying: "Come on now, I'll give you a chance."
"Drink!" the 'foreigner' shouted, but did not rush forward rashly. Although he had a bad temper, he was not reckless.
The scene was calm for two or three seconds, and the foreigner's slightly bent body finally rushed toward Zhang Feng very quickly. Zhang Feng estimates that he is faster now than he was before. Before his body was transformed, he would never be as fast as him!
The foreigner jumped up fiercely, leaned forward, and punched Zhang Feng's head hard.
The Sacrifice Fist relies on the power of jumping and gives up the possibility of withdrawing attacks. It aims to severely damage the enemy or force the enemy back to take the initiative.
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong target. Zhang Feng dropped the dagger in front of him with his toes, picked it up, and kicked the handle of the knife. The dagger whizzed towards the 'foreigner' in mid-air!