The Super Special Forces King

Chapter 139: Knife in the mouth

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"I came here today just to play with you. I'm going to beat you until you call me Mr. Hu!" Mr. Hu said coldly.

"Okay!" Zhang Feng said indifferently. Now it seems that these young men in Kyoto like to play this trick. Wang Aiguo asked him to bet on boxing, and now Hu Laosan is also singing. It just so happens that I have been feeling depressed these past few days, so I could use some time to vent.

Hu Sanshao walked into the octagonal cage, moved his wrists and ankles, and looked at Zhang Feng provocatively.

He looks arrogant, but he is not without brains. Yesterday, he obtained the surveillance video of the Red Star Club through a friend, and saw the two gambling fights at that time. He expected that Zhang Laoer should not be any worse than those two people, and he was only That's what makes it interesting.

Zhang Feng walked into the octagonal cage, looked at Hu Sanshao who was moving with a smile, grinned for no reason, and his body attacked without warning.

Hu Sanshao's eyelids twitched twice, and while thinking about running away, he scolded: "Zhang Laoer, you are so ungrateful, you actually attacked me sneakily!"

"What do I need to do with you?" Zhang Feng muttered. In his mind, defeating the other party was the goal, and he had no scruples about the means.

A punch suddenly hit Hu Sanshao's nose, and at the same time, the knee below suddenly lifted up and hit his crotch.

This time, Hu Sanshao's eyelids not only twitched, but even the corners of his mouth twitched twice. He secretly cursed Zhang Laoer in his heart for not only attacking sneakily, but also for being very vicious.

There was no time to speak, so he could only keep retreating.

Zhang Feng was naturally unwilling to let anyone go when he was in a position of strength. He missed the target with one blow, and the fist he blasted out directly thrust two fingers into Hu Sanshao's eyeballs.

hiss. Seeing his vicious moves, Hu Sanshao not only took a breath of air. He wanted to fight back, but Zhang Feng had the upper hand, so he could only continue to retreat. He didn't want to test the hardness of Zhang Feng's fingers with his eyes.

boom. Hu Sanshao's back hit the iron cage of the octagonal cage, reaching the point of no return.

And Zhang Feng's low sweep went straight to the knee of his supporting leg. When Hu Sanshao was forced to this point, he also became ruthless. He stopped dodging and punched out directly. .

boom. boom.

Hu Sanshao's fist roared very fast, and he was caught off guard and hit directly

It hit Zhang Feng's lower abdomen, and Zhang Feng only felt a cramp in his abdomen, his stomach was churning, and he took three steps back.

Hu Sanshao was not much better. The knee of his supporting leg received a strong kick. If he hadn't endured it, he would have fallen to his knees on the ground. Now he could only point his toes on the ground, shaking well.

"Zhang Laoer, you are so vicious, I will remember your kick!" Hu Sanshao gasped in pain and sneered, then cursed.

Zhang Feng, who was standing across from him three steps away, swallowed back the sour water in his stomach and responded unceremoniously: "Hu Laosan, you are not much better, each other!"

In addition to being punished by his eldest brother and second brother, Hu Sanshao has never suffered a loss in street fights or competitions with others since he was a child. Now that he has been kicked by Zhang Feng, he naturally refuses to give up and screams. Said: "Come again!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Zhang Feng with one leg on the ground. His two fists were fierce, one punch faster than the other, and each punch did not leave the vital part of Zhang Feng's body.

While dodging, Zhang Feng was secretly frightened. Although this Hu Laosan is arrogant, he also has the ability to be arrogant. With this skill alone, he is only about the same as himself. No wonder he dares to clamor for him to come over and compete.

Seeing that Zhang Feng could only dodge, Hu Sanshao continued his offensive while mocking: "Zhang Laoer, aren't you quite willing to make a sneak attack? Now you are attacking me secretly!"

"I just saw that you were Hu Xinting's younger brother, so I held back on you. Now that you say so, don't blame me!"

Hearing this, Hu Laosan almost spit out the blood from his heart. You just said "keep your hands". If I hadn't dodged quickly, my two little brothers would have been kicked to pieces by your legs.

At that moment, he shouted: "Come on, I want to see what other methods you have!"

The dodging Zhang Feng suddenly came to an abrupt stop. Hu Sanshao's fist hit him directly on the cheek, but Zhang Feng endured the severe pain and kicked him directly on the chest.

Both of them took three steps backward, and neither one took any advantage.

Hu Sanshao rubbed the pit of his heart, bah, spitting a mouthful of blood-streaked spit on the ground, looking at Zhang Feng coldly.

Half of Zhang Feng's face became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were even more swollen.

It became a gap.

"Zhang Laoer, the two of us are just the same as each other!" Hu Sanshao said.

"Really? I don't think so!" As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Feng rushed towards Hu Sanshao with a smile on his face and a look of madness in his deformed eyes.

Feeling his gaze, Hu Sanshao was shocked. He had only experienced such a gaze from his eldest brother. But what kind of person the eldest brother is, how can he be compared to Zhang Laoer.

Pulling out a defensive stance, he wanted to see what other tricks Zhang Laoer could come up with.

Zhang Feng's clenched fists were spread out, and there was a cold light between the index fingers, middle fingers, and ring fingers of both hands.

Everyone in the Huangquan team knew that Zhang Feng had knives as thin as cicada wings hidden in his mouth, but no one knew how many there were.

And now Zhang Feng took out all the knives in his mouth, four!

When the unknown old beggar saw Zhang Feng living alone, he taught him this method and all four knives and then disappeared.

In order to practice successfully, Zhang Feng's tender flesh in his mouth was cut with bloody cuts. Even before the previous wound healed, new wounds appeared again. It took ten years to fully master it, and even...

When Hu Sanshao saw the cold light between Zhang Feng's fingers, he couldn't help but feel shocked and shouted: "Zhang Laoer, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do? Huh! You should know better than me!" Zhang Feng snorted coldly, and directly slashed his palm towards Hu Sanshao's chest.

Faced with the cold light, Master Hu didn't dare to take a direct hit. He could only retreat quickly. He still felt a chill in his chest after taking two steps back.

When he looked down in panic, he saw that two feet-long flat cuts had been cut out of the clothes on his chest, and the skin and flesh inside had been exposed.

After a while, I was afraid that if the blade had been moved forward even half an inch, what would have been cut was not my clothes, but my flesh.

Looking up at Zhang Feng rushing towards him again, Hu Sanshao couldn't help but feel chills running down his spine. Cold sweat had already wet his back before he knew it, dripping with fluids.

Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he simply hesitated and shouted: "Zhang Laoer, my sister is Hu Xinting, I can't do it, you dare to hurt me!"