Plane hunting

Chapter 202 Seriously!
Drinking a bottle of 'Eight Treasures Duoming Soup' not only replenished his physical strength, but also allowed the wound on his arm to heal quickly.

"I'm going to be serious, I'm afraid I won't be able to take care of you, so just wait here for me!"

As Huang Shaohong said, he casually knocked out the little tiger in his hand. As a master of Huajin, he used the strength just right. He put the little tiger on the roof, and he freed his hand, planning to play it seriously.

He is very upset now, extremely upset, not because of injury, but because he has thought about it a little bit, and he seems to be used as a sharpening stone by the person behind the scenes!
When he, Huang Shaohong, had mastered the subtleties and stepped into Huajin, in order to hone his own strength, he almost used the entire fighting world in the capital as his own whetstone.

In karate, taekwondo, and martial arts circles, everything that should be kicked has been kicked, and more than a dozen Anjin masters have been knocked down. Now he is being treated as a sharpening stone. This kind of irony successfully aroused his anger.

Huang Shaohong smiled coldly, don't you want to play, let's see if you cry in the end!

At this time, the purpose of rescuing the Siberian Tiger family has automatically dropped to the second place, and the first one is to give this breath first.

He jumped directly from the back of the house. Behind the house is the training ground of the training camp. He wanted to bypass the main road and go directly to find out the person behind the scenes.

He could see clearly from the air on the flying carpet before that there are dozens of training grounds in the whole training camp, each with different functions.

At this time, the training ground he entered was a labyrinth-like venue, consisting of two-meter-long and three-meter-high brick walls. It seemed to be a training ground for street fighting and observation skills.

This kind of training ground looks more like training mercenaries. Huang Shaohong doesn't know what is the use of such a training ground for a training camp for black boxers.

He looked for the direction and walked through this labyrinth-like venue. Suddenly, he saw a cold light flashing from the corner of his eye. From both sides of a wall, two yellow men stabbed at the same time with two daggers in hand.

Huang Shaohong was not surprised at all. Not only did he hear the sound of breathing from behind the wall when he walked over, but he also changed the hunter's tracking skill from 'tracking beasts' to 'tracking humanoid monsters' from the moment he was about to get serious. .

In front of 'Tracking Humanoid Monster', unless it is a dead person, he can clearly know where the other party is even if the other party puts himself in the wall.

The one who came later stretched out his hands, pinched the throats of the two, and made two 'clicks', crushing the throat bones of the two yellow men. Huang Shaohong has absolutely no mercy towards those who want to kill him. Heart.

"Let me just say that these two trash are cannon fodder." After a chuckle, an Asian teenager in sportswear came out and stood five meters in front of Huang Shaohong, leaning against the wall, with a slight smile on his face. With a smile, he raised his head: "Uncle, what's your name!"

This person spoke Chinese, as if he was certain that Huang Shaohong was from China.

'Bang, bang' footsteps sounded, a strong black man over two meters tall, comparable to Shaquille O'Neill, with a naked upper body, standing five meters behind Huang Shaohong, with a cruel smile on his face: "Hey, which of us will do it first!"

While he was speaking, a young man with the same bare upper body and a sword out of the sheath appeared on Huang Shaohong's left side, and on his right side was an Asian man with a white cloth wrapped around his hand and a bronze skin. Looks like Muay Thai.

The demeanor and momentum of these four people after they came out gave people the feeling that I am a master.

Huang Shaohong asked the boy in front of him indifferently: "You are also from Huaguo? Get out now and I don't have to kill you!"

The boy said with a smile: "Uncle, Cui Niubi also has a limit, okay, if you can kill me, you have to beat me to know!"

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and shot the Wing Chun dart finger, and at the same time, he stepped on Huang Shaohong's head bone!
Huang Shaohong shook his head secretly in his heart, there are always some people who can't recognize themselves and seek their own death.

With a stroke of Crane Peck, he clasped his five fingers like a crane's beak, but when he shot, he made a sharp piercing sound because the speed was too fast, which sounded like the cry of a crane.

Slight bowing of the spine, sinking shoulders and falling elbows, the whole person looks like a crane fishing in the water, with a stroke of the crane pecking, the hair comes first, and five fingers that are close together are poking the boy's temple, directly Penetrating through the body, puncturing the opponent's blood vessels and smashing the brain, it also gave the young man a good time.

Bleeding from the seven orifices, Yongchun boy died!
"Ba Ga!" The silver light flowed, and after the young man with the Taidao on the left cursed in Japanese, the Taidao flew across the sky like a shooting star, and instantly cut to the side of Huang Shaohong's neck, which was also a move that wanted to harvest his life.

The muay thai master on the right moved almost at the same time as the devil, and kicked directly at Huang Shaohong's chest and abdomen. This leg alone has a strength of at least [-] catties. If it hits an ordinary person, it can directly shatter the internal organs.

Huang Shaohong really didn't understand, how could these people feel so good, they obviously didn't even have the dark energy, but they didn't have long eyes to provoke him, the master of energy transformation.

He stretched out his left arm lightly, with five fingers like a hook, he grasped it abruptly with his fingers, and grabbed the knife. At the same time, he raised his right leg, and kicked the Muay Thai boy with a stance of "Tiger Sweeping Tail".

Both the devil and the Thai brother were overjoyed, they all thought Huang Shaohong was crazy.

Originally, when they saw Huang Shaohong dealt with the Wing Chun boy with one move, they were worried that the opponent was a great master, but now they were completely relieved. In their thinking, it was a normal person to catch the Taidao with bare hands and kick with the Muay Thai master with their legs. would not do so.

In addition to being pleasantly surprised, they added three points of strength to their hands and legs.

Huang Shaohong's tiger-shaped chopping palm came into contact with the Devil's Taidao, but the point of contact was incomparably ingenious. He struck the spine of the knife with precision, and when the spine of the knife sank, he took advantage of the situation to buckle and grab it. Use force 'Beng' to break the Taidao into two pieces.

At the same time, his swept leg collided with the Thai boy's leg!
'Crack'!
The natural sound of the fracture came to the ears of the Thai boy, which made him extremely satisfied, but 0.01 seconds later, the severe pain from the leg told him mercilessly that the broken leg belonged to him.

Huang Shaohong inserted half of the short knife into the devil's throat with his left hand, and at the same time, before the Thai boy broke his leg and fell down, he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the devil's heart. Heart Palm'!
The strong man who was comparable to O'Neill laughed out loud at this moment, and said in English: "Boy, you killed them so that I can monopolize the bonus. Neck twisted!"

After he finished speaking, he rushed towards Huang Shaohong with big strides 'dong dong dong'.

It's okay for the big man to stand still, but with this charge, the ground trembled with his footsteps, and his shot was like a collision in wrestling. With his giant body, this move is no better than any boxing champion's ultimate move. Poor, even worse to a certain extent.

Huang Shaohong didn't wait for him to get closer, he stepped forward and slammed the giant's stomach. This blow, which can send ordinary people flying more than ten meters away, only knocked back the giant five or six times. Then he knelt down on the ground clutching his stomach in pain, with blood continuously flowing from his mouth.

"Whose neck are you talking about breaking?"

Huang Shaohong walked over and stretched out his hands to pinch the opponent's neck. With a 'click' sound with five fingers, he pinched and broke the opponent's neck bone, helping him end the pain of the previous punch very humanely.

(End of this chapter)