Qiuhui could tell from the positions of the two that Zhao Xuesheng was the main attacker and paying fame and fortune was more to make up for the gap left by Zhao Xuesheng's attack. This combination is very popular among many teams, but the most popular one may not necessarily be the most popular one. superior.
When Qiuhui was only three steps away from Zhao Xuesheng, Zhao Xuesheng jumped up like an eagle swooping down in the sky, setting off a strong wind and hitting Qiuhui! Qiu Hui's words had already made Zhao Xuesheng angry, and he wanted to fight back against Qiu Hui with an impeccable victory!
boom! Zhao Xuesheng and Qiu Hui exchanged fists and kicks with the power of the air attack. Unfortunately, the result was not as he expected. Qiu Hui staggered back and even fell to the ground without any strength. On the contrary, he was the one who retreated.
Qiuhui's hands are like copper poured into iron, and his legs are like the roots of a century-old tree that are deeply pierced into the earth and remain motionless. Zhao Xuesheng, who took a few steps back, almost bumped into Fu Mingli, who was coming up behind him to take over. His hands were numb and the two bruises on his forearms proved how brutal the impact had been. It was just one round, no, Qiuhui didn't take action, he just passively defended and made a judgment!
Having been with Zhao Xuesheng every day for fame and fortune, of course he knows how powerful he is. Although Asians' physiques determine that their strength is not as strong as those of Europeans and Americans, for masters like Zhao Xuesheng who have undergone hard training, this gap has been infinitely narrowed, but he does not I know that although Zhao Xuesheng's training has been very hard, it is far behind Qiu Hui. Qiuhui has been abnormally trained by the masters of the Fire Mercenary Team since he was a child. His strength and speed have long exceeded the limits that ordinary people can bear. Even those special forces members who are known as the elites of the country's military have a hard time competing with him. contend.
Fu Mingli supported Zhao Xuesheng, which allowed his teammates to avoid the embarrassment of falling but also blocked their sight. Qiuhui's figure passed over Zhao Xuesheng's right hand like the wind, and his fingers were like a knife, passing through Zhao Xuesheng's armpit and slashing straight into the weak spot where fame and wealth were paid. Fu Mingli let go of Zhao Xuesheng's hand and turned his fingers into claws to grab Qiu Hui's hand knife. Just as Qiuhui was about to change his move, he felt his arm tighten and was caught by Zhao Xuesheng's single arm.
Qiuhui tried hard to pull away, but Zhao Xuesheng was clamped even tighter instead of being thrown away, and the eagle claws of Fu Mingfu also clawed at his face fiercely. Qiuhui originally planned to use the cover of Zhao Xuesheng's body to achieve his purpose of sneak attack to gain fame and fortune, but he didn't want to but failed and his opponent restrained one of his arms. Time could not allow him to think too much. He put his left hand on Zhao Xuesheng's shoulder. He flew up in the air and kicked out his legs in succession. Because he was so fast, his legs left afterimages in the air.
Seeing Qiu Hui attacking in front of him, Fu Mingli quickly raised his arms to block the attack, but because Qiu Hui was too strong, he took a few steps back before he could regain his balance. Qiu Hui, who had already landed on the ground, slapped Zhao Xuesheng on the back of the heart with his palm. Zhao Xuesheng had never learned any turtle back skills, so how could he dare to withstand this blow? He could only release Qiu Hui's hand that was clamped under his ribs and dash forward to avoid it. Come on. Qiu Hui turned around and rushed towards Fu Fangli without even looking at him.
At this time, Fu Mingli was very close to Zhao Yicheng. Facing Qiu Hui's charge, he had no way to retreat. He roared and hit Qiu Hui's temples with his fists like holding the moon. Qiu Hui turned a blind eye to the powerful fists, and his forward momentum did not change at all. The moment his fists reached his body, he suddenly dwarfed and crashed into Fu Mingli's arms. Fu Mingli's arms were thrown behind him by Qiu Hui, and he had no time to react. In desperation, he could only hit Qiu Hui with his head.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Xuesheng rushing toward Qiuhui. All he wanted at this time was to hold back Qiuhui and create a good opportunity for his companions! However, his wishful thinking failed. Qiu Hui bent his elbow and bumped into Fu Mingli's chest. Fu Mingli immediately felt that all the strength in his body melted away like boiling soup and snow. Then a cold finger traced the artery beside his neck. The cold and sharp feeling made his hair stand on end. , only at this moment did he realize that he was so close to the God of Death!
Zhao Xuesheng pulled Fu Mingli, who was standing still, and asked with concern: "Boss, are you okay?" Fu Mingli touched his neck and said in a dry voice: "It's okay." He knew that if his opponent hadn't been merciful, that finger would have been replaced by a sharp knife and he would never have the chance to stand here and speak. Although he was unscathed, he really had no shame in besieging Qiu Hui anymore.
By this time Qiuhui had already fought with the German.