Chapter 41 The Secret Map of the German Army Entering Tibet 1

Death fight

Basan only needs to dodge two or three strong men at the same time, and he seems to be at ease about this. He has been observing Zhuo Muqiangba, and the shock in his heart is higher than the other.

He always thought that he could tie with Master Qiangba, but today he seemed to be definitely not his opponent.

That strange fighting style made the strongmen feel overwhelmed and didn't know what to start, so they were quickly beaten and screamed.

The situation was like a group of bulls surrounding a wolf. Although they seemed powerful, they could only eat grass, and the wolf wanted to eat them.

Zhuomongba stood among the strong men. When he stopped, no one dared to approach him.

His hand clenching his fist was still trembling slightly, not enough! Not enough! He could not control the fist himself. He wanted to hand it out, and again and again, hitting someone else's body quickly.

He rushed over again, and the strong men involuntarily flashed out a passage to avoid direct conflict.

Finally, when all the strong men fell to the ground, Zhuomu Qiangba's mood calmed down slightly. That mood was like a farmer who planted crops. He felt a little tired after working for a day, but he was very happy.

Why does it create a sense of satisfaction?

Zhuo Mu Qiangba was puzzled.

The fat guy had long disappeared.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba ignored the giant men rolling and moaning all over the ground, came to Basang and asked, "Can you still leave?"

Basang asked with a quick breath, "What did you...have you eaten?

In this way, aren’t you tired of fighting like this?"

Zhuo Muqiangba shrugged and said, "I'm not tired, I don't know what's going on."

Come on, I will help you up and we will leave here.”

He looked at his palm and recalled Lu Jingnan's words in his heart: "By breathing, you can even gain more powerful strength, a more complete internal environment, a better mental state and a more agile reaction than simple muscle training."

Before he could take two steps, he was blocked by the enemy again, and it turned out that the fat man had returned.

He was surrounded by a foreigner in military uniform. The group of foreigners behind him were all black suits, holding police batons, looking at their body shape and appearance, unlike locals.

The leading foreigner looked at the strongman lying on the ground and said to the fat man in English: "Liu, look, if we cooperate early, we wouldn't have to do this."

Fatty Liu lacked two teeth and spoke with a slight expression. He could only explain the complete English in half. He said: "Andre, you are less proud. Our cooperation is only temporary. How can we tell me in the future?

You secretly sent someone to follow me, and we will settle this account in the future."

Andrei smiled and said to Zhuomuchangba: "Aha, Mr. Zhuomuchangba, I have long admired the name.

My master hopes to invite you to his place to sit, but I don’t know if I will enjoy the glory?”

Zhuo Muqiangba glanced at Basang and said, "Didn't you see that I'm busy? I'll visit you if you have time in the future."

Andrei said: "There is a familiar saying in China: It is better to come early than to come by chance. It happened to meet so by chance. Just ask."

Basan looked at Zhuo Muqiangba and shook his head and said, "I have no strength."

Zhuomangba said: "They invite us, will we go?"

That's too underestimating us."

Andre could actually understand what they said in Chinese and smiled and said, "Mr. Zhuo Muqiangba, you are very resistant to beating, but..." He looked at the black suits behind him and said, "A person's physical strength is limited after all.

My master has a bad temper, please don't anger him."

Zhuo Muqiangba looked at the guys wearing black gloves and holding vinyl sticks in their hands and said, "Hmph..."

Andre said: "You hold the key to the vault in your hand, and everyone is looking for you.

In fact, you only have two choices. One is to cooperate with us legal and reasonable formal gangs and get a lot of money to enjoy, and the other is to fall into the hands of those small gangs who do not abide by the law. Tsk, that's a tragic thing.

They have always used any means to achieve their goals, and even threatened your life, they have to take what they want from you.

Look, you will definitely make wise choices between the two."

Andre spoke with integrity, as if that was true.

Fatty Liu sarcastically said, "Come on, don't show off your eloquence there.

This guy is a hard bone, he doesn't have oil and salt, and he doesn't eat soft and hard food. I'll convince him long ago."

Zhuomongba let go of Basan and said, "You are wrong, I have a third choice."

Andre smiled and said with a slight smile: "Oh."

Zhuo Muqiangba said: "I'll go find the vault myself, no matter how big or small the gangs, let you all stand aside."

Andrei said: "It depends on whether you have the ability."

Zhuomongba said: "Let's try it."

After a moment of silence in the cold wind, Zhuo Muqiangba calmly adjusted his breathing, and a heat flow in his body gradually surged throughout his body.

Andre's hypocritical smile gradually disappeared, and his blue eyes stared at Zhuo Mu Qiangba without seeing any gestures. The man in black behind him suddenly got a signal and rushed towards Zhuo Mu Qiangba like a rush.

The first man in black who rushed to Zhuo Mu Qiangba raised his baton and was about to slash him head-on. Somehow, his wrist was suddenly caught by Zhuo Mu Qiangba. With an irresistible force, his baton hit his head heavily and fainted.

Zhuo Muqiangba pulled the man in black and swung the whole person out. The baton fell into his hand and slashed three times in the air, making a "swish" sound that broke through the air.

Andre looked a little ugly and said, "It's so fast to take action."

The fat man Liu's eyes twitched and said, "What's this? You will know how powerful he is later."

He looked at the man in black brought by Andre and said, "The people you brought may not be enough for him to beat him."

After saying that, he patted his calves that had been slightly twitching, and prepared to apply oil to the soles of his feet again and escape.

"Yeah?"

Andre sneered and looked at another man in black beside him.

The man grinned and stepped into the melee circle.

The man in black was similar to Zhuo Mu Qiangba's height and size. The long black windbreaker was almost hanging down, and the wide military cap covered his eyes, revealing only a rock-like face.

Looking at the man's back, Fatty Liu felt that the weather was getting colder for some reason.

There are enemies in front, back, left and right, and there are batons passing by everywhere. Zhuo Muqiangba is looking for gaps in the crowd, and often passes by indiscriminately.

He took a big step back, just blocking the way of a man in black who came from behind. He hit his elbow with a heavy blow, and the man didn't even have time to issue a tragic squatter.

As he waved his forearm, another unlucky guy standing beside him was knocked into the nose by the baton. He bent down and avoided the baton on the back of his head. At the same time, he stretched out his right leg and kicked one person away. Then he carried the guy with the sunken nose behind him, blocked the other three batons, waved it horizontally, forced the two people in front of him, turned his body, turned back, supported one person with the baton, and sent the other person away with his fist.

For a moment, the scene was chaotic and people were surging. From time to time, unfortunate people flew out of the crowd, accompanied by screams, and they were beaten to the darkness.

Zhuo Muqiangba held a baton in his hand, like a fencing player, suddenly moved forward and retreated, attacking and defending, like a fish in water in the crowd, extremely agile, and had the greatest changes in his body. With the power of one person, he blocked several people at the intersection.

Unfortunately, the opponent's number was too many, and his fists were hard to match four hands. Zhuo Muqiangba flipped the sideways and avoided the batons that were intercepting up and down, but suddenly felt someone's hand on his shoulder!

Zhuo Muqiangba didn't think about it, and his right leg came out without a shadow, suddenly kicked back, feeling the hand on his shoulder suddenly loosened and suddenly put it on his ankle. This shock was extraordinary. Although he didn't see the other person's appearance, he could feel the other person's calm momentum.

Zhuo Muqiangba suddenly rushed forward, avoiding the baton in front of him, and while supporting the ground with both hands, he kicked out his other left leg. He felt his right ankle loosening, his legs twisting, and his hands stretching, and he did a forward somersault of 180 degrees and a rotation of 180 degrees.

After landing, Zhuo Muqiangba squatted, swept his legs and swept down the two winged enemies. At the same time, he saw the man in black windbreaker in front of him clearly. Under the wide-brimmed military cap, the corners of his indifferent lips raised slightly, outlining a scary smile.

The man in the black windbreaker had a strange smile. Zhuo Mu Qiangba's heart jumped. Suddenly, he found that under the windbreaker, a boot was approaching his face. He quickly turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time, he did not forget to extend his arms to block the man's knee.

The man in black showed a look of praise, and his legs stretched out shrank and kicked him again. Instead, he kicked Zhuo Muqiangba's arm. Zhuo Muqiangba only felt a powerful force coming, and he turned 360 degrees. Finally, he supported the ground with his hands and did not roll out slantedly, but his body was hitting the stick of another man in black.

At this moment, the man in black had not had time to be proud, so he raised his head and fell down, smashed the crowd behind him, giving way to Zhuo Muqiangba.

Zhuo Muqiangba was in danger, and saw blood oozing from the man in black who was lying on the forehead, which was a muzzle. Zhuo Muqiangba thought to himself: "Is there anyone helping me?"

The man in the black windbreaker also saw the black suit that fell to the ground and frowned. However, Zhuo Muqiangba stood up again and looked at him with bright eyes. He held the brim of his hat and looked at Zhuo Muqiangba with cold eyes.

A strange feeling came from the eyes of the man in the black windbreaker. Zhuo Muqiangba only felt that the pores in his body were tightening, and every muscle on his body was tense and almost broke.

Zhuo Muqiangba suddenly had a strange association. The man in the black windbreaker seemed to want to lock himself with his eyes, just like when he met Wang You in the hospital, making his whole body unable to move, and his muscles were desperately resisting.

At this moment, the man in the black windbreaker came to his face.

Looking at the fist that had grown from small to large and feeling the sharp fist wind, Zhuo Mu Qiangba actually felt powerless, as if his retreat paths were blocked by the fist, and the instinctive reactions made by his body could not keep up with the other party's fist speed.

He raised his arms, and the two of them were put together. Then the man in black rushed over with a punch like a punch. Zhuo Muqiangba was exhausted and could counterattack in five moves.

I saw two people fists coming and going, pulling, blocking, punching, and thrusting. The four fists were like tigers and lions, biting together, straight punches, hooks, and jabs, emerging one after another. Suddenly, they turned into palms, circled, turned, cut, and slashed, and turned into poisonous snakes and scorpions tails, fighting endlessly.

To others, I felt dazzled, and it seemed that both of them had a dozen fists.

At the same time, the two of them did not stop at the foot of their feet, hooking their legs, pressing their feet, and hitting their knees, making every effort to suppress the other party in terms of speed and strength.

As for who is better and worse, only Zhuomu Qiangba himself knows.

When the opponent changes his moves and blocks, he still has room for anything, but he does his best to reach his physical limit. If the opponent increases his fist speed slightly, he will definitely not be able to keep up.

Zhuo Mu Qiangba's worries unfortunately became reality. After more than ten moves, the man in the black windbreaker became interested in Zhuo Mu Qiangba. Suddenly, the speed of his fists changed. Zhuo Mu Qiangba only felt a flash of sight, with fists everywhere. He quickly fists to protect the face. He felt a strong force coming from the place where his arms crossed, and he immediately withdrew several steps.

When I retreated, I saw the black windbreaker's trench coat hitting me, and I knew that this kick could not be avoided, so I could only resist.

Unexpectedly, a man in black saw that Zhuo Muqiangba was at a disadvantage and was eager to seek credit, so he actually held a baton and cut it in, which happened to be between Zhuo Muqiangba and the man in black windbreaker.

The man in the black windbreaker was furious and scolded in Russian: "Get out!"

With a kick, the excited seeker was like a kite with broken strings, crossing over the sky of six or seven companions, not knowing where to go.

Zhuo Muqiang had room to breathe, and at the same time he was secretly shocked, if that kick was on him...
To be continued...