Puff puff.
A sound similar to the sound of a beer bottle cap was heard, followed by thick smoke that filled the entire tent!
The special forces in the tent were also experienced in many battles, and their alertness was high. About ten people woke up immediately.
"Tear gas!"
Someone shouted a warning, and suddenly the tent was in chaos. Everyone woke up with a start, and quickly covered their mouths and noses with quilts, but tears still flowed down due to the spicy smell.
Someone wanted to rush out of the tent, but as soon as he reached the tent door, someone kicked him in the chest from the outside and fell to the ground upside down!
About 20 men in black wearing gas masks rushed in, carrying military sticks in their hands and beating them wildly!
There are people in black rushing in one after another from behind!
No matter what, the special forces soldiers whose eyes were filled with tears after being hit by tear gas would just slap them in the face with a beating!
At the beginning, the special forces still had the power to fight back.
The longer the time dragged on, the more obvious the effect of tear gas became. My eyes were blurred with tears and I was coughing like crazy. How could I possibly have the strength to fight back!
"Grandma's."
Chai Chong casually wiped the tears on his face and cursed loudly.
But he was hit directly in the face by a military stick. He was also very tough and kicked the opponent's chest. However, his unprepared back was immediately hit by three sticks and was knocked to the ground.
The military sticks fell like raindrops, and Chai Chong could only hold his head and huddle up to protect his vitals!
Li Jian also received the same treatment. He was hit with a stick on the head and a gash was opened. Blood flowed out, turning half of their faces red.
After receiving a stick on his thigh, Li Jian couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed to the ground.
Zhang Feng held a blade between his two fingers, which was his trump card hidden in his mouth.
When there was a slight explosion, he realized that something was wrong, and secretly cursed the King of Hell in his heart for not holding it in properly when he asked everyone to go into the tent to rest.
The sharp blade made a half-meter long hole in the tent, and when no one was paying attention, he got out of the tent!
After going around in a circle, Zhang Feng quietly got to the side of the tent and saw a man in black about to get into the tent.
He ran over and slashed the man in black on the neck with his knife. The man's body fell limply backwards and Zhang Feng caught him and dragged him to the side of the tent.
After taking off his clothes and putting them on, Zhang Feng got into the tent wearing a gas mask.
At this moment, the battle in the tent was coming to an end, and there was only sporadic resistance, which was just a hit.
Seeing Chai Chong fall to the ground with blood coming from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with anger, obviously unsubdued, Zhang Feng took action.
"What do you think I am doing? Are you not convinced? There are actually people who are not convinced!"
Shouting at the top of his lungs, Zhang Feng slapped Chai Chong on the buttocks.
"nice!"
Saying that, another kick!
Zhang Feng's voice also attracted the attention of other men in black. Someone came over immediately, hit Chai Chong on the shoulder with a baton, and shouted: "Trash, just stay here!"
"Vice captain, Zhang Feng, whom the captain asked us to take care of, is missing!" A man in black noticed the hole in the tent and immediately reported it.
"What?" said the man in black, who was called the vice-captain, and walked over to look at the gap and said: "It was obviously cut with a sharp weapon. Damn, how did the review above happen? Someone actually brought a sharp weapon in. !”
"Count the number of people now!"
After the deputy captain finished speaking, he picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Report, captain, Zhang Feng is missing!"
The King of Hell, who was sitting in front of the monitor, had a sneer on his face. No one else recognized Zhang Feng, but since the beginning, he has always been staring at Zhang Feng, not missing a single move!
"Judge, he is right behind you!"
The voice of the King of Hell came out from the walkie-talkie. Zhang Feng's pupils suddenly shrank and his body moved backwards quickly!
The judge was also startled, and then he twisted his waist and whipped his back leg towards Zhang Feng with a roar!
"Boy, I almost let you fool me! It made me lose face in front of the King of Hell. If I don't deal with you well today, where will my judge's face be?"
Zhang Feng didn't dare to take a hard hit, so he could only retreat quickly. Even so, the military boots scraped against the tip of his nose, and he could even feel the burning pain.
"I told you to run!"
The judge cursed and punched Zhang Feng! Although the other men in black had no intention of taking action, they blocked Zhang Feng's retreat with a half-circle of siege.
Unable to avoid it, Zhang Feng could only slightly turn his shoulders to let go of his fist, then use his backhand to lift his vaginal leg and pull it out.
"Well done, boy, you're tough enough, I like it! But you're still a little too young!"
The judge didn't dodge at all, but also drew out his kick, just to have a head-on confrontation with Zhang Feng to see which one is stronger, your legs or mine!
boom!
The judge's body was as motionless as a green pine. Instead, Zhang Feng's body swayed after being kicked, and he staggered back three steps.
The whole leg was numb and I couldn't use any strength at all. I could only point my toes on the ground and tremble uncontrollably.
"Come again!"
The judge did not expect that this boy, who looked thin and slippery, could actually compete with his own legs, and he found it even more interesting!
With a feint, the judge's leg swept straight towards Zhang Feng's waist.
But no one expected that Zhang Feng did not dodge, but advanced instead of retreating!
boom! The judge's knee hit Zhang Feng hard on the waist. He felt as if he had been hit by a train, and his mouth felt sweet.
He suppressed the blood from spurting out, his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed it!
The judge wanted to take his legs back, but Zhang Feng clamped them with his arms!
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Zhang Feng formed two fingers into a sword shape and stabbed towards the judge's cheek!
"not good!"
The judge saw the cold light in Zhang Feng's fingers, which was the blade. I wanted to dodge, but my legs were held by Zhang Feng and I couldn't move back at all. I could only tilt my head back as much as possible!
His skin felt tingling, and the judge who took three steps back subconsciously touched his face. His hands felt warm. He looked down at his palms and saw that they were covered with bright red blood!
"enough!"
The voice of the King of Hell came from the intercom, and continued: "Look at what our garbage has become, why don't we give them a bath!"
The judge walked towards Zhang Feng and said with a smile on his face: "Boy, I hunt geese all year round, but today my eyes were pecked! Zhang Feng? I remember your name, and I will take good care of you in the following training!" "
Zhang Feng took off the gas mask on his face, and there was still Yin Hong's bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth!
He knew that if it hadn't been for the force from the judge's kick just now, he wouldn't have been able to hug him, and instead would have been kicked away!
So he seemed to have defeated the judge, but in fact it was because the other party was careless and underestimated the enemy, and because the other party did not use all his strength, if it was a life-and-death contest, he would definitely die! (To be continued)