The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

Europe, Gold Coast.

"Hey, Dao Feng, this Chinese kid is really ugly. I really don't know why Linghu rescued him. Did he fall in love with this kid?" A big Russian man with beards and a strong bear like a bear looked at him. Zhao Ziyang lying on the bed pursed his lips.

"Omo, actually, I think this kid is much more handsome than you. But I don't think Linghu has his eyes on him. You know, oriental people are very mysterious. For example, the Chinese boy who has been specially cared for by Linghu I suddenly opened my eyes..."

"Hey, Daofeng, do you think this is possible?" Omo stretched out his big hand like a cattail fan, took a sip from his pocket and said, "I believe in Linghu, she said that ten days must be...ha, Or vodka is the best, uh..."

A smell of alcohol drifted towards Zhao Ziyang's face, causing him to wake up slowly from his coma.But he didn't move, he suppressed the slight twitch of his eyelids, kept his breathing rhythm, and pretended to be in a coma.

where is this?Who is speaking?

Zhao Ziyang's brain was running at high speed just after waking up, and he had to figure out what was going on with him now.

One, two, there are only two auras in the room. They are both men. The aura emanating from their bodies is not weak. It is obvious that they can feel the murderous aura that cannot be concealed after a long battle.

Two, should be fine!

Zhao Ziyang gritted his teeth secretly in his heart. When there were two dangerous people around him, he had to suddenly get up and restrain the other person, and then figure out where he was and who the other person was.

Omo took another sip of vodka while pinching the jug, and looked at Zhao Ziyang, his eyes suddenly opened round, full of disbelief, he saw the Chinese boy on the bed opened his eyes, and he really woke up ?

His first reaction was that it was impossible, because he saw with his own eyes that Linghu had injected ten milliliters of "deep amnesia" into this Chinese kid, and it was absolutely impossible for him to wake up in such a short period of time!

But before the bear-like Omo could finish admiring, he found that his arm was tightly grabbed by Zhao Ziyang on the bed, and then he saw murderous intent gushing out from the other's opened eyes.

This undisguised murderous intent pierced Omo's eyes, making Omo immediately feel like he was facing an enemy. The muscles of his whole body contracted and tensed instantly, and he clasped Zhao Ziyang's left hand that was holding his arm with his backhand, and his right palm was shaped like a knife. He slashed at Zhao Ziyang's neck artery.

Omo, who entered the fighting state, did not have the clumsiness of a bear-like body at all. On the contrary, he was very fast, amazingly fast.

It's just that Zhao Ziyang woke up faster, so fast that Omo couldn't resist.

The moment Omo's hand knife landed on his neck, Zhao Ziyang suddenly dodged to one side, raised his right foot and slammed Omo's ribs.At the same time, he broke free from Omo's fan-like palm with his left hand, and hit the opponent's lower abdomen with a heavy uppercut.

"Bang! Bang!" There were two muffled sounds of fists coming into contact with the flesh. Omo's huge body did not shake, and he reached out and patted his ribs lightly, showing that he was fine.It's just that his face became ferocious, the muscles all over his body swelled up terribly, and the combat uniform wrapped around him made the sound of cracks and threads.

"God, Omo, please don't do this, you will crush the Chinese boy to death." After a brief surprise, Dao Feng saw Omo entering the fighting state, and immediately pinched his forehead and made a sound of something bad. .

At this time, Omo is like a Nordic berserker, full of impeccable and perfect explosive power.In this case, it only takes one punch to turn the fragile Chinese kid into a pulp.

"Huhu..." Omo gasped heavily, staring at Zhao Ziyang who was standing in front of him across the bed with his copper bell-like eyes.

"Shut up!" Omo roared at Daofeng behind him, then stretched out his hands and lifted the bed in front of Zhao Ziyang.

"Damn! Omo, you stupid big bear, if Linghu knows that we sneak in to see something new, we will die!" Daofeng moaned, looking helplessly at the poor The bed was lifted up in the air by Omo, and he slammed it hard at the Chinese kid.

With a sound of "Boom", something unimaginable happened to Dao Feng: the bed that should have smashed the Chinese kid to the ground, unexpectedly rushed towards Omo faster than the smashing!

Looking at the bed flying towards him, a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of Omo's mouth.He stretched out his right arm and made a forward chopping motion.

"Wow!"

The sound of the bed board breaking was heard, and under the impact of Omo's gravity, the whole bed was torn apart.

Just when the bed board shattered and blocked his sight, Zhao Ziyang's body moved like lightning, and at the same time he jumped forward, he leaped high and kicked Omo's chest fiercely.

With a "bang", this kick hit Omo firmly, but it only made his bear-like strong body shake for a while.

"Drink!" A loud voice came out of Omo's mouth. After he was kicked in the chest, he stretched out his right hand like lightning and grabbed Zhao Ziyang's collar, as if he was grabbing a poor chicken, and fell heavily on the ground. Whisk away.

However, when he was just halfway through this movement, he found that Zhao Ziyang raised his waist suddenly, his legs were tightly wrapped around his arms like a snake, and then he twisted his waist under Omo's surprised eyes.

"Roar!" Aomo let out a roar as his arm was entangled by the opponent's body, the muscles on his arm swelled again, and he threw Zhao Ziyang aside viciously.

An irresistible force struck, and Zhao Ziyang was slammed against the wall.But the moment his body touched the wall, his legs bent and pushed against the wall, and his whole body instantly shrank into a ball to release the huge force, and then he exerted force violently. As a shell flew forward, his body The target becomes the blade.

Compared with Omo, the blade is obviously much weaker.

Dao Feng, who was under attack, narrowed his eyes reflexively. He felt the power of the punch through the sound of the wind breaking, and immediately retreated backwards to avoid Zhao Ziyang's attack.

Zhao Ziyang, who lost his body and fell to the ground, stepped forward with his right foot again, chasing after the blade and punching fiercely.

With a "bang", the front of the fist hit Dao Feng's forearm directly, and at the moment of contact, his fist completed a rotation that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

"Ah!" Dao Feng let out a cry of pain, and quickly withdrew his forearm, watching that the forearm that was in contact with Zhao Ziyang's fist became torn apart, dark red blood kept oozing out, and uncontrollably trembling slightly.

fear!This is the first feeling in Dao Feng's heart!

The opponent's fist is not just as simple as a violent blow, but at the moment of the violent blow, it will cause a tearing effect through rapid friction with the skin.Such strength and speed, even in the mercenary world, few people can achieve it.

In an instant, Dao Feng's eyes lit up, and Zhao Ziyang in his eyes seemed to have become a rare treasure, an incredible treasure.

"Hey, stop, stop, are you Chinese Kung Fu?" Dao Feng waved his hand to signal Zhao Ziyang to stop attacking, his eyes were full of excitement.

"Bruce Lee, woo hoo..." Excited, Dao Feng made a signature move of Bruce Lee, and let out a howl.

With a "bang", Dao Feng, who made Bruce Lee's movements, felt a sharp pain in his calf, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Hey man, you can't do this to me, I'm a big fan of Chinese kung fu..."

"Get out!" Zhao Ziyang stared coldly at the blade on the ground, looked around, then grabbed the blade, and asked in a cold tone: "Where is this?"

"Relax, relax, buddy, you need to relax." The grabbed blade tried to calm Zhao Ziyang's nerves, and said to Zhao Ziyang excitedly: "Can you teach me Chinese Kung Fu? I am a very good student. By the way, Do you know the most prominent young gambling god in Las Vegas back then? That’s me, I can take you to the depraved Las Vegas, enjoy the life only in the United States, beauties, cars, yes, the most The main thing is that you can enjoy the feeling of God, which is really wonderful, aha..."

"This is Europe." A crisp female voice came, and a spirit fox with long golden hair came in: fair skin, tall figure, emerald-colored eyes, especially the high bridge of the nose. A pair of glasses set off her whole body with a sexy and intellectual beauty.

Zhao Ziyang was a little taken aback when he saw Linghu walking in, he didn't expect that there would be a woman here.

"Omo, Daofeng, you two, get the hell out of me, let you walk into my laboratory without my permission?!"

Omo, who wanted to give Zhao Ziyang a hard blow from behind, withdrew his hand itchyly, glanced at Linghu, and then said to Zhao Ziyang fiercely: "Go to the ring if you have the guts, I will tear you to pieces! "

"Afraid of you?" Zhao Ziyang replied arrogantly in the face of Omo's threat, he is not afraid of anyone when it comes to single-handedly fighting him.

"Get out!" Linghu was angry, pointing at the door and yelling at Omo and Daofeng.

"Huh!" Omo snorted heavily, clapped his hands and walked out.

"Hey, Chinese Kung Fu, ouch..." Dao Feng imitated Bruce Lee again, turned around and ran out.

Zhao Ziyang didn't show any expression, he knew that the harmless woman in front of him was the real danger, because the two of them were afraid of her just now!

"Actually, you should sleep for a while longer." Linghu smiled mischievously at Zhao Ziyang and walked towards him.

A faint fragrance hit Zhao Ziyang, making Zhao Ziyang feel very comfortable.But just as this feeling came to him, he immediately held his breath and reached out to pinch Linghu's white and tender neck.

Just as he stretched out his hand halfway, an irresistible dizziness came from his brain, and he fell heavily on the ground and fell asleep.

"Hehe..." Linghu smiled slyly, grabbed Zhao Ziyang by the collar, dragged him to the bed, and whispered to him: "My little white mouse, you are so amazing, hehe..."

A kind of Frankenstein's madness bloomed in Linghu's eyes, he stretched out his pink tongue and licked his lower lip, and neatly tied Zhao Ziyang tightly.

A tube full of fresh blood was drawn out from Zhao Ziyang's body, and Linghu immediately got busy. While testing Zhao Ziyang's blood, he said to himself: The cell regeneration ability is more than three times that of normal people, which means that the ability to recover from injuries is far behind. super normal person.But how is this possible, what is the reason?What exactly is he eating?