Strong Counterattack

The author has something to say: this is the story of a robot wearing a human body, using force to explode a watch, live fighting revenge on the peak of life. The main background is the alliance.

"Slay!"

At the order of the first person in uniform, the people holding the shields dispersed, and the three martial arts came out of the crowd.

The three strong men moved their arms and lined up.

The people in the middle saw Changfeng's dress and injuries and disdaind a little: "Is it possible to solve this kind of merchandise directly? What else do we need to do?"

The companion beside him, said: "I'm bored, just give it to me if you don't want to fight!"

The man in uniform in the back was very pleased and said, "After all, he is a warrior-qualified person. We just collapsed a house just now. If we use hot weapons in our mine, it is easy to cause collapse. And now ... the chain on her body has been unlocked Now. "

There was a fear of Changfeng's body in his tone.

Warriors are born with extraordinary physical qualities, whether it is speed, strength, strength, which ordinary people cannot afford to catch up with.

And these ordinary people in uniforms, similar to "prison guards", are afraid of them, and in order to satisfy their perverted self-esteem, the posture of the above people cruelly bullied these desolate geniuses.

The brawny big man said: "But it's just a little more strength. Looking at her like this, it should be to fight the boss's boxing field? That kind of game can be hurt like this, what's so afraid of? I can hold her with one finger! "

"Boxing?" Changfeng nodded. "So it is."

"Grandpa doesn't talk too much to you!"

The man clenched his fists, rolled his toes, and attacked directly.

Changfeng looked at his attacking posture and sneered.

All are loopholes.

Not inflow.

She leaned her palm down and continued to press down.

A dull pain came from the wound on the waist and abdomen, which stimulated a sudden burst of points on her forehead, but failed to slow her movements.

When the opponent's seemingly fierce attack came, Changfeng had shaken to the side, avoiding the opponent's boxing.

All of her meals were in line with the textbook standard, stuck in the most perfect position, and then shot with a palm.

This palm hit the fat man's abdomen.

Don't look at him full of fat, this fat meat is very thick. As he tightened his body, the flesh was as hard as stone.

Seeing that Changfeng escaped the offensive and turned back, the onlookers laughed.

"Lao Huo is so valuable for his flesh, he is just looking for his own way."

"Who can beat his flesh? Not afraid to waste his hands."

Men think so too. He didn't squint, but when he was about to step forward, his original tough muscles, like crushed fibers, instantly lost their strength.

His limbs were weak and there was a landslide and tsunami-like sound reaching his ears.

Everyone's smile was still condensed on the face, the strong man had been beaten out.

They turned around subconsciously.

The fat man lay on the ground, his muscles twitched sharply, his eyes were blind, and the bruises of the internal injuries shook out with his body as he shook.

There was a sound of wind breaking in the air.

The warning string in their nerves finally sounded, and they wanted to react, but it was too late.

The man on the left side of the station just rolled his eyes halfway, and a pair of cold iron-like hands grabbed his neck first.

It was a fear of being approached by death.

His pupils shrunk, thinking he was dead, but the other party did not twist his neck. The other knee is on his waist.

He passively felt that his body was being moved backwards. After the severe pain, he could no longer move and could only lie down like his previous companion.

He breathed heavily, and another body beside him fell to the ground.

Now the three warriors are all together.

Who is this?

The three people's heads flashed in horror at the same time.

Did you see her action? It didn't seem to be clear.

Where is this ordinary warrior? This is definitely the professional level of the official expatriates.

"what--!"

Uniformed "prison guards" began to panic and scream. The lead man presses the red button on his waist again.

Immediately, the alarm of the mine whistle sounded, and the harsh alarm rang through every corner of the mine.

The "prison guard" held two firearms with a firearm, but could not aim at the location of Changfeng at all.

The speed of that movement is really ghostly.

Out of fear of martial arts, this group of people quickly gave up and left behind to escape.

Changfeng searched in the back of the crowd, searched for the person who sounded the alarm before, rushed over and punched the opponent's back spine.

Ordinary people's bodies are not as tough as those who practice martial arts. They are punched in such a deliberate way that they will die, not be disabled or hard.

·

In the central control tower of the mining area, a lazy young man, one foot on the monitoring platform, turned off the alarm reminder, dissatisfied and said: "What's going on? There are people who dare to make trouble in this broken place? Just go with the shield. What alarm? "

A report from the subordinate came from the machine in front: "Boss, someone escaped!"

Following the screen, the west of the mining area is automatically illuminated. That old and shabby, all mud houses where slaves live. One of them has obviously collapsed, leaving only ruins.

"How did the house become like this? Who collapsed? In the future, one more job will be added until the compensation is completed." He said lightly and smiled again: "Yo, living in the West Second District? Is a gifted person ? "

Young people like gambling, or watching martial arts. But one of the strongest masters in the hand was killed before in the game, and the underground court was almost checked by the Allied forces who were brought by the wind.

In his breath, his father sent him over to guard the mining area, hoping he would settle down.

He still couldn't control his feeling of wanting to gamble, and at the same time he was afraid of being grabbed by other brothers in his circle, so he simply found suitable players in the mining area.

A person with martial arts qualifications can move to a single room in the West Second District as long as he participates in the competition he opened. It is their reward to get enough water and food every day.

It's just that they are killed in the ring.

He has been here for several months, and a lot of people have died, but he did not see a satisfied one.

It's all rubbish, huh. No wonder they can only be slaves here.

He has lost several games in a row and is very upset. He took out his ears and sighed out, when he saw the scene of Changfeng's hands on the screen.

Suddenly sober, he sat upright.

"Look at this neat and beautiful skill, definitely a rigorously trained person, how could it be sold in my mine?"

The young man's eyes widened, his eyes lit up, his fingers stretched out, and he swung with the wind on the screen.

The more I watched, the more excited I was, and I could not help but utter a strange syllable from my throat.

"Who is she? Did you see her skill? She may be the most powerful one I have ever seen. It must be."

He said suspiciously again: "This woman, have you participated in my contest before? I seem to have a little impression of her."

The person next to him reminded: "She was injured at noon today, and the doctor said she was dead."

"Oh-she is hiding her strength on purpose." He bit his nails and smiled faintly: "Useless. She is mine. She can't escape."

He pressed the notification button and yelled at the place where the sound was received: "Stop it! Everyone stop me!"

The abrupt instructions caused several people who were confronting Changfeng to stop moving, but they were kicked hard by Changfeng into the distance.

·

When the youth hurried to the scene, Changfeng had almost caught all the supervisors and piled them together into a mountain of people.

"and many more!"

The young man ran over and shouted, "It's all you own, stop!"

Changfeng looked coldly. A dozen bodyguards behind the young man were on alert.

There was more commotion around them, and those "slaves" like her showed real fear.

Changfeng frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

"Me? Of course you are your boss." The youth did not notice the danger in her tone, but just laughed: "The entire mine here is mine, and everyone here listens to me."

The weapon pinched in Changfeng's hands tightened again, aiming the sharp spike at the young man's heart.

"Are you going with me?"

The young man suddenly asked strangely.

Changfeng: "Where to go?"

"I can make you the most glorious person!" The young man laughed. "As long as you listen to me and perform well, I can reward you! Do you want to buy new clothes? Do you want to go out and meet people? Hahaha If you can earn enough money for me and wait for the mine to become invalid, maybe I can let you go! "

Changfeng knew: "Illegal competition?"

The other party did not shy away from nodding: "How? It is better than doing dry mining with you? You should know how to choose between the two."

The long wind was silent, and his face seemed to shake.

The bodyguard next to him whispered: "Master Xie, Mr. Xie won't allow you to leave this mine."

The young man glanced at him with dissatisfaction, and said in a deep voice: "You can't tell him if you don't want it? I can use a small aircraft to sneak in."

"But Master Xie ..."

"Go and prepare!" The young man shouted sharply, "I'll be the one or you?"

He turned his head and said to Changfeng again: "We are going now and coming back tomorrow morning. There is exactly a game tonight. As long as you win, I will give you meat."

He made a great charity attitude, and Changfeng followed with a coveted look.

The youth laughed.

It didn't take long for a silver aircraft to land.

They couldn't bear the youth, and they could only put Changfeng on the power suppressor and press her on the aircraft.

Changfeng stood in the narrow space of the aircraft and stared straightly at the young man who sat down calmly.

The young man sucked his nose in disgust and waved: "You are far away from me, you are too stinky."

Changfeng raised his eyebrows meaningfully: "Oh?"

The young man narrowed his eyes and said dangerously: "Did you not hear? I let you get away! Don't be too self-righteous, you are just ..."

Changfeng's wrist shook and the metal chain flung out.

The young man leaned back quickly, still unable to escape, his neck was strangled by the chain and pulled towards her.

Everyone present was stunned.

Changfeng's arm caught his neck, and because of too much force, the young man's complexion began to turn purple, and his tongue spit out.

He glanced in horror at the person behind him.

"Invite a combatant to get on your aircraft."

Changfeng raised his lips and smiled, "You are such a clever ghost."

·

At the border of the alliance, a soldier on duty looked at the detection data and yawned, screaming: "Busy, too busy. When is the holiday? I want to go to the military school league.

At this time the observer said: "An illegal aircraft is flying into the territory of our alliance."

The soldier jumped: "What?"

The other person asked seriously, "Who is it?"

"I don't know." The observer said, "It also sent us a landing request."

Soldier: "Neuropathy? The thief drilled in the police den? Would you like to prepare them for food, clothing, housing, and transportation?"

Observer: "Say please let us prepare a doctor for her."

soldier:"……"