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Chapter 111 Where Does Confidence Come From?

At the critical moment, Sun Chengfeng kicked his legs on the ground, moved back several meters with a bang, and stood up with an oolong twisted column. The movements were very natural, and his strength seemed not small. Compared with a month ago, it's like a different person.

In the past, Sun Chengfeng was not so good at it.

Could it be that Sun Chengfeng has developed a good fighting ability in just two months?

A little too fast, huh?Almost two years.Two months, a bit abnormal, unless there is also an adventure.

But Han Zhenyang doesn't believe that Sun Chengfeng has any adventures, but suspects that he has hidden his strength before, or used some special means, such as injecting stimulants or hormones, which may stimulate human beings to a certain extent Potential, but a lot of damage to the body.

Perhaps it was because this guy had increased his strength at all costs in order to get revenge.

That's how it should be.

This idea flashed by, but he didn't take it seriously, because Sun Chengfeng did seem to be stronger than before, but his strength was limited, and it was compared with himself, Sun Chengfeng.If you compare it with Han Zhenyang, it's not worth mentioning.

However, Sun Chengfeng was quite confident. He clenched his fists into a fighting posture and laughed triumphantly, "Your surname is Han, you didn't expect me to know kung fu, right? Hahaha, today, you are dead."

Han Zhenyang was taken aback, and looked at Sun Chengfeng like a fool, "Where did you get your confidence?"

"Do you know how much sweat and blood I put in to improve my strength? Do you know how much effort I have put in to seek revenge on you alive? Do you know how much pain I have endured in the past two months?" Sun Chengfeng answered irrelevantly. He grinned and said: "You will know soon, I will personally send you to that hell-like place, and let you feel the pain I have endured!"

"What's the matter?" Han Zhenyang couldn't help but sneered, "Did you train your brain when you were training your muscles? What I'm asking is where did you get the confidence to fight me? You are also a Leihuo person anyway, don't you?" Do you know that countless colleagues died under my hands?"

"Hmph, don't compare me with garbage, those garbage that can only be shot with guns are just a pile of cannon fodder," Sun Chengfeng looked proud, and seemed to have a lot of status in Leihuo, otherwise he wouldn't have said in this tone his colleagues.

Could it be that this guy hid his identity before?Otherwise, why did he, the little boss, turn into the big boss of the Leihuo organization after the Leihuo Group was destroyed?

It doesn't matter, grab him and beat him up, if it's really impossible, throw it to Li Zhongqiang or Tong Yu'an, they should be more interested, especially Tong Yu'an, as the leader of the island city's public security system, how can he allow such an arrogant member of a foreign organization to jump up and down in the territory?If it doesn't work, then throw it to He Qianjun. I believe He Qianjun has the means and channels to deal with this guy.

Thinking about this, he shook his head and sighed, "Forget it, I have nothing to say to you, a brain-damaged idiot like you, you'd better just grab your hands and avoid suffering, I don't care how serious I am, if I accidentally hurt you, That would be bad."

Sun Chengfeng's triumphant expression disappeared in an instant, and he said with a gloomy face, "Han, you are looking for death!" Before he finished speaking, he rushed in small steps, rushed to Han Zhenyang in an instant, and punched Han Zhenyang, his movements were quite quick, And the strength is not small, the fist style is quite solid, and the strength and speed cannot be punched out to a certain level.

Not only that, Sun Chengfeng's movements still have room for movement. While swinging his right fist, he is already preparing for a back move. The back swing of his left hand and the low sweep of his right leg are already ready to go. It turned out to be a very difficult combo move. , although it is a basic move, it is quite powerful when combined, and it is very practical in fighting.

This combo movement looks simple, but in fact it is quite difficult to use it in actual combat, and it is even more difficult to exert its full power.

In the past, Han Zhenyang didn't know how to fight, and he didn't think so, but since he learned Taijiquan and got the inheritance from the Jade Boxer sculpture, his understanding and experience of fighting have improved a lot, so when Sun Chengfeng raised his hand, he See through the follow-up actions.

Now that he has seen through it, Sun Chengfeng's determined combo technique is naturally no longer a threat. He just raises his left hand to block Sun Chengfeng's right fist, then steps forward, and pushes his knee against Sun Chengfeng's supporting leg Before Sun Chengfeng could retreat, the right fist that had already been ready to strike hit Sun Chengfeng's chest like a shell fired from the chest.

"Bam—"

The vibrating sound like a drum was heard several meters away. Sun Chengfeng seemed to be hit head-on by a speeding truck. He flew more than ten meters away like a plastic man, fell on the beach and struggled to stand up, but struggled a few times. After taking it down, he puffed out a mouthful of donated blood, and there were still some blood bumps in the blood, which were broken viscera.

At this time, only waves of fear remained in Sun Chengfeng's mind, the fear of Han Zhenyang, the fear of death, and the fear of not being able to take revenge. Looking at Han Zhenyang who was walking step by step, he seemed to see Han Zhenyang wearing a black cloak on his shoulders. The god of death with a sharp sickle suppressed the sharp pain in his chest, and hissed: "You, don't come here, my master is nearby, he will kill you."

Han Zhenyang sneered, "Your master? Let him come out, I want to see what kind of master taught you to be a fool."

"You, you..." Sun Chengfeng wanted to refute, but when he opened his mouth, another mouthful of blood spewed out.

"Looking at you, your master doesn't have any great abilities," Han Zhenyang curled his lips, and when he checked his spirit, he found that more than half of Sun Chengfeng's lungs had been shattered, and it was almost impossible to save him unless an operation was performed immediately, but Han Zhenyang didn't do that I'm in a good mood, letting this guy escape last time caused me so much trouble, if I let this guy survive this time, maybe something will happen in the future.

So Han Zhenyang shrugged his shoulders, "It seems that you can't be saved, it's okay, save my hands from getting dirty, you can slowly experience the fear of death here, I believe it will be very enjoyable, bye , "After speaking, he turned and left.

If he didn't get timely medical treatment within half an hour, Sun Chengfeng would definitely die. Once Han Zhenyang left, Sun Chengfeng was the only one beside this empty beach, and he had no other end but death.

Han Zhenyang also didn't bother to attack someone like Sun Chengfeng who had half-stepped into the gate of hell.

But what he didn't know was that as soon as he returned to the truck, a man suddenly turned out from behind another rock, his footsteps were light and quick, and he came to Sun Chengfeng's side slowly and quickly, and bent over to check Sun Chengfeng's condition Carrying Sun Chengfeng on his back, he jumped on a speedboat hidden among the rocks, lit the fire, and rushed to the deep sea quickly.

Hearing the movement, Han Zhenyang suddenly turned around and went straight to the speedboat to chase after him.

(End of this chapter)