827.
Zhang Feng only needs to dodge at this moment, and he can easily win by delaying the death until the effect of the medicine is over.
But the murderous intention aroused in his heart cannot be suppressed by such a wretched method.
Do you want to fight? Then fight!
The iron leg on one side of the steel whip struck the God of Death hard, making a snapping sound.
But the God of Death didn't know the pain at all, and his arm was still flailing after it was broken. The arm bone had pierced through the skin, and as he swung it, blood droplets flew everywhere.
Zhang Feng pursed his lips and kicked one leg after another.
He is now imitating the kicks of Muay Thai in order to fit in with his identity as a Thai.
The God of Death has gone completely crazy, and all he wants is to tear Zhang Feng's throat out with his teeth.
"Ah, eh." A roar like a wild beast came out of his mouth.
Zhang Feng's eyes became increasingly cold and stern.
The low whip hit the God of Death's calf directly. The powerful force caused the God of Death's calf bones to break directly, and he fell down.
And Zhang Feng hit him with a knee and rushed over.
boom.
The knee hit the God of Death's chest hard, and his sternum was dented to a degree visible to the naked eye. His whole body flew out and fell on his back on the ring.
His chest kept rising and falling, and blood foam kept coming out of his mouth, and the blood foam was mixed with pieces of internal organs.
Zhang Feng was well aware of the injuries he had caused. Death's sternum was broken and directly inserted into the heart, causing fatal injuries.
The god of death's body twitched for about half a minute, and then became silent again.
Zhang Feng stood alone in the cage. The audience in the audience had already become completely silent, and everyone was breathing rapidly.
Milik's eyes were also widened. He lowered his head and looked at the note for purchasing the bet in his hand.
Tai Lung wins, one thousand dollars.
When he realized it, didn't he win $100,000
He was not optimistic that Zhang Feng could win, but he was a gambler with a huge gambling habit. The odds of 100 to 1 made him unable to restrain his gambling habit at all, so he simply put all his money on the line.
Unexpectedly, I actually gained a hundred times the profit.
However, he didn't dare to get excited or roar excitedly.
He works in an underground boxing ring, so he naturally knows the shady story here. Even the money won by betting on Zhang Feng was purchased through friends.
He quickly walked into the iron cage, raised Zhang Feng's hand, and shouted loudly: "Tailong wins!"
There were no cheers like before, only dead silence.
Because none of them thought Zhang Fengfeng would win, so the shock and contrast were too great, beyond imagination.
Zhang Feng followed Milik out of the ring, took the winner's $1,000 from his hand, and returned to the waiting room.
When he was in the iron cage, he noticed that the two people in the audience were not as enthusiastic as other audience members and were always very serious.
After killing the God of Death, these two people left the scene directly.
From these two actions, it can be judged that these two people should be the people of Waltz.
Returning to the waiting room, the owner of the casino immediately expressed to Zhang Feng through Milik that he wanted to hire him as a boxer in the boxing ring.
Become a raised boxer
Zhang Feng naturally refused directly. His original purpose in coming to boxing was to confirm his identity. The purpose of killing the God of Death in such a ferocious manner was to show off his physical abilities in front of Waltz's men.
Now that these two goals have obviously been achieved, there is no need to become a captive boxer.
Ask Milik to call him if there is another boxing match.
In fact, when Zhang Feng walked out of the boxing ring, he took out the phone card that kept in touch with Milik and threw it into the trash can.
Here, there is no need to come again.
Returning to his kennel, Zhang Feng took a casual bite to fill his stomach.
His affairs in Mexico City now, if there are no accidents, have been accomplished, and all that is left is to wait for Waltz's men to come to his door.
The other side.
Waltz's men handed Waltz the secretly recorded video and said, "Colonel, what do you think of this man?"
Waltz opened the video and saw that the person in the video was Zhang Feng.
He was slightly startled, but showed no signs of it on his face. He pretended to stare at the video carefully and said, "This black man looks good."
"Colonel, but the final winner was his opponent."
Hearing this, Waltz pretended to be surprised and said, "Really? Then I want to take a closer look." He said this, but there was a burst of curse in his heart. Of course he knew that the winner was Zhang Feng, he just wanted to show it off deliberately.
When the video ended, Waltz pretended to be profound and said: "I'm afraid this person's physical talent is at least SS level. Have you investigated his information clearly?"
"Report to the colonel, there is no investigation yet. After discovering him, I rushed back as soon as possible." said the subordinate.
"Start the investigation immediately. If we can go back with two SS experimental subjects this time, the reward will not be as simple as doubling it." Waltz said.
"Yes, Colonel." The man immediately walked out of the room.
When Waltz was the only one left in the room, he let out a long breath.
Although these people are nominally their own subordinates and obey their orders. But these people must be supervisors trained within the organization. If you are not careful, you will be discovered by the other party, and you will report it directly, and you will not even know how you died.
That's why he is careful everywhere.
Early the next morning. Zhang Feng, no, Tai Lung's information has already been placed on Waltz's desk.
Tailong, his ancestors came from Thailand and are of Thai descent.
Born in Spain, he returned to Thailand for three years. During these three years, I fought in underground boxing rings in Thailand.
His family members were all killed by pirates on their way back to Thailand.
Each piece of information is very complete, and every piece of information is well-documented.
These are the false identities the old man gave Zhang Feng.
After reading the information carefully, Waltz nodded, "From this information, it seems that it meets our requirements for selecting experimental subjects. We will start today to capture this person. Once it is done, I will immediately apply to go back in advance. Return to life."
"yes!"
Zhang Feng was still living in his kennel. He expected that the time would be about the same, and he was afraid that people from Waltz would come to his door in the next few days.
My mobile phone was specially made, and any thoughtful person would be able to spot the problem at a glance, smash it into pieces, and throw it into the fire pit.
There were also two bank cards that he had with him, which were also broken directly and thrown into the fire.