The legend of the strongest special forces

Chapter 364
Among the crowd, there was no sound at this time, and the great panic made them speechless.

Just a face-to-face meeting, the two people who were originally holding the knife fell to the ground, and the shining butterfly knife was directly inserted into their respective arms.

Blood splattered, and the two of them knelt on the ground. The pain in their bodies was far less than the shock in their hearts.

Looking at the butterfly knife piercing into their arms, they didn't see clearly what happened, their faces were pale, and their faces began to distort.

They are boxers, who have been trained in boxing and footwork since they were young. Although their weapons are sharp, they are more destructive than fists.

But there are specializations in martial arts, fighting with knives and fists are definitely two states.

Although ordinary people can't detect this kind of change, Ling Tian, ​​who is a master, knows it very clearly, because his master Yan Wang is a master of swords.

One-handed yin and yang stabbing, killing all the mercenary circles, he can't find another person with this kind of sword technique. Although Ling Tian has not caught up with his master, he also has a deep understanding of the sword technique.

The ghost hand move just now was one of the thirteen captures, borrowing strength to block the strength of both sides, and exerting it on the opponent.

It was just a face-to-face meeting, and the high ground immediately saw, and looked at the two guys when he came back to his senses, but there was a cruel sneer on the corner of Ling Tian's mouth.

"I'll ask you again, do you apologize?"

Stepping forward, Ling Tian was standing in front of them, the murderous look in his eyes made the two of them start jumping with fear.

If they saw this gaze just now, they would definitely be highly alert. It was like the gaze of a beast, pouring down their heads like a basin of cold water.

"Sorry! I was wrong! I apologize!"

Clutching the bleeding arm, the two boxers no longer dared to be arrogant. They spoke blunt Chinese and shouted at Lao Liu who was still lying there.

"Go away, remember, don't bully the Chinese in the future!"

From the beginning to the end, this is what Ling Tian wanted, and they were only hurting people, there was no need to take his life.

But before leaving, he did not forget to tell the two people that today's lesson should be that the Chinese told them the fact that there are no more sick men in East Asia.

"Okay, the Chinese are awesome!"

"Dare to bully us Chinese, don't you want to live!"

"Today you have seen how powerful the Chinese are!"

"This is Chinese!"

Watching the two separate from the crowd and run away in embarrassment, bursts of applause and cheers erupted in the crowd.

As if they only recognized Ling Tian as a Chinese at this time, they all seemed to be proud and elated, compared to the previous words, this is a world of difference.

Hou San, the original accomplice, did not expect things to turn out like this. He dared not speak anymore, he hurried out of the crowd, and chased after the two boxers who had fled.

"It's not over!"

Looking back viciously at Ling Tian who was among the crowd, Hou San gritted his teeth, never expecting that his first mission to join the Pixiu Gang would turn out like this.

If the people above questioned him, he couldn't bear to walk around this matter, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help clenching his teeth.

In order to join the Pixiu Gang, he cheated his wife from his hometown and sold him. Originally, he wanted to lean against a big tree to enjoy the shade, but he didn't know that this was the first time he showed off his might.

Ling Tian was already used to this, he didn't want to say anything, turned around and walked towards Lao Liu.

As a soldier and a Chinese man, it is enough for him to win back the glory that belongs to the nation. He does not need others to admire him, let alone useless applause.

The applause came and went, but Tang Xinyi was still blushing, because she also felt that when those people were applauding, they were also secretly looking at Ling Tian.

Giving the clothes to herself just now represented the relationship between the two people, which made her feel so shy. I'm afraid she thought they were a couple just like Ba Tie before.

However, the matter was over, and she hurried to Ling Tian's side, shyly handing the clothes in her arms to Ling Tian.

"Are you OK!"

After Ling Tian put on his coat, he squatted next to Lao Liu, watching him still sweating profusely, the internal injury was serious.

"I can still persist, thank you heroes for your help."

It can be seen from Ling Tian's book that he is a Lianjiazi, and the sixth child propped up his body and clasped his fists with both hands. Fortunately, this time he came to help.

"I know a little bit about medical skills, if you believe me, I'll help you see it!"

Old Six's face was as white as paper, his forehead was full of cold sweat, his dantian was injured, and his internal energy was retrograde. If the bruises were not forced out as soon as possible, he might have a persistent illness.

Ling Tian also learned ancient boxing techniques with his master, and he knows the acupuncture points of the human body like the palm of his hand, so it can be helpful at this time.

"That's troublesome!"

As a martial arts practitioner, Lao Liu certainly knew that his internal injuries were serious.

It would be best if the other party could really help him.

"Then lie flat and relax!"

Together with the little girl, Ling Tian lifted Lao Liuping to lie on the ground, and lifted his clothes.

At this moment, one could see a bruise on his lower abdomen, purple and black, about the size of a fist, which was caused by the opponent attacking him when he was unprepared.

Stretching out his right hand, he gently pushed up the bruise with his thumb and palm, rubbed back and forth, and Lao Liu suddenly felt a burst of burning pain.

Martial arts practitioners have a strong tolerance for pain, he gritted his teeth, tried hard to endure the pain, clenched his fists and refused to scream.

Pushing the palace through the acupoints was just the beginning, and Tang Xinyi and the little girl on the side also looked at Ling Tian in surprise.

"How can you know everything!"

This kind of plot in martial arts novels really made Tang Xinyi have to re-examine Ling Tian.

But Ling Tian didn't have time to pay attention to her, although this hand kneading back and forth is very simple, but the inch strength and skillful strength used in it are absolutely beyond the grasp of ordinary people.

After kneading for about a minute, the purple and blackened bruise began to turn dark red, and at this moment, Ling Tian's left hand took over from his right hand, pushing and holding towards his chest continuously.

Looking at the bruise that was getting redder and redder, Ling Tian knew that the blood inside had started to flow.

The sixth child could only feel the heat as if it was burning, and he still tried his best to endure the pain in cold sweat.

Suddenly, Ling Tian, ​​who had been rubbing all this time, stopped suddenly, and formed a fist with his right hand, with the knuckles of his middle finger protruding. This is an ancient boxing punch.

"what!"

As Ling Tian's right fist landed on the bruise on his lower abdomen, Lao Liu let out a scream, and at the same time a mouthful of blood spewed out.

The black blood spurted Lao Gao, catching the few people who had been watching the scene by surprise, and they all backed away and sprayed blood all over their faces.

(End of this chapter)