Chapter 381

"Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sand bowl?"

Many times, this sentence is just a joke, but now, waste is really seen.

The strong man's fist was really the size of a sand bowl. With the whistling wind, it hit his eyes in an instant.

The reason for using the word "smash" is that the height of a strong man is indeed a little extraordinary. It's too much to say that he is a giant.

The fist under this power is so powerful that it really can't hold its edge directly. Even if it is a waste, it should retreat.

So a little under his feet, he retreated to the rear.

He quickly tossed two coins in his hand, but this time, he didn't throw at the strong man's body, but his eyes.

His body and skin are tough, but he doesn't believe that he can cultivate his eyelids.

The strong man hit the air with one punch and saw two coins coming. He just lowered his head. The coins touched his forehead, made a crisp sound, and fell to the ground.

But his forehead only showed two white marks.

"Roar!" The strong man was even more angry. At this time, the mace in his hand swept fiercely and straight to the waste.

This is extremely powerful, and the wolf tooth stick is huge. The steel thorn in front has been swept onto the wall next to it, bringing out countless debris, which splashed like concealed weapons.

This is the passage of a building, and the position of waste is not far in front of the elevator, so the space available for him to move is too small.

Just then he retreated and did his best. At the moment, when the mace came, he wanted to avoid, but it was really not easy.

But at this moment, idleness suddenly snorted, and then he saw his toes gently on the ground, and his body jumped up and jumped over the mace.

But his body didn't fall here. Instead, he stuck his hands and feet tightly to the wall above.

"Gecko wall swimming skill?" Seeing what he did, the strong man let out a low cry of surprise. Obviously, his wasted performance was beyond his expectation.

However, the surprise on his face was fleeting, replaced by an excited sense of War: "ha ha, I didn't expect that there were people in the world who could swim the wall skill of gecko. It's great to kill you so as not to ruin my reputation!"

In the sound of laughter, his fighting spirit was high and he had great power. The mace was an upward movement, but it stabbed the waste.

The mace is full of huge thorns, one of which is three or four inches long. If it is stabbed, the consequences can be imagined, so the waste has to jump away.

Although he jumped away, the wall behind him was not so lucky. He was directly pierced by the strong man's mace.

Wow

Countless gray stones splashed out. The momentum is amazing.

Although the wasted body was splashed with countless dust, people were safe and sound.

In this way, several times in a row, the waste was narrowly avoided, but the whole building was unlucky. It was really terrible to see the holes stabbed and smashed one after another.

However, fortunately, the building is a frame structure, and the construction quality is really good, so there is no fear of collapse.

But even so, people in the whole building have already felt the shock.

In the building, there were alarms everywhere. Vaguely, there seemed to be countless footsteps running towards this side.

"Pa!"

At this time, a gunshot rang out suddenly, and the wasted eyes narrowed slightly. However, the body tilted back in an incredible way, and it was flat on the ground.

"Who told you to shoot?" The strong man was suddenly angry and roared somewhere in the dark, as if he had been insulted.

In the dark place, a voice responded to him: "hum, you can't handle him for so long. If we don't help again, others will come down. We can't finish the task at that time. It depends on how miserable you are!"

This sentence seemed to have an inexplicable deterrent to the strong man, which made his body stagnate, but in the twinkling of an eye, it showed a look of annoyance.

Instead of refuting the sniper's words, he turned all the suppressed anger into a huge force, and the mace in his hand also hit the waste.

Idleness has not used his own weapons. It is not that he has forgotten, but that he wants to surprise and defeat the enemy at the most critical time.

But now, he has been forced into a corner by the strong man, and there is no way back.

If he jumped to the top again, it was obvious that he had become the living target of the sniper, so he bit his teeth and snorted coldly: "in that case, let's see the Buddha's means!"

While talking, he stretched his left hand forward and protected the refined steel shield he had taken out long ago in front of him, blocking the position of the sniper. Suddenly, his body jumped high, but his right hand was in a virtual grip and hit the strong man.

Seeing his appearance, the strong man was angry and smiled: "do you really think your arm is not longer than my mace?"

You know, the strong man's mace is a full meter and a half long, plus his arm stretched forward, it is two meters long.

Even if you jump up in vain and your body can jump forward by half a meter, the difference is still long.

But somehow, after shouting that sentence, the strong man couldn't help tightening his heart. Then, he saw a huge golden stick with a handle half a foot long at the front end, and a cold glittering three blade sharp knife straight into his chest.

"This...?" The strong man immediately felt a little confused and didn't understand what the situation was.

Why is there such a thing in your hand?

If so, why didn't you take it out before?

Such thoughts are only fleeting, because the breath of death is in front of him, and he can't think much.

But the strong man is not an ordinary man. He has rich experience in facing the enemy, and he is far more than an ordinary man. At this time, his strong body is an incredible twist, and the part above his waist suddenly breaks down.

Then, the vainglorious Vajra pestle in his hand had been inserted into his chest.

"Jump!"

No matter how fast he hid, he was not as fast as the demon subduing Vajra pestle, so the sharp three blade sword had directly torn his clothes, stabbed him in the shoulder and brought out a piece of meat the size of a fist.

The blood suddenly rushed out and dyed his upper body red in an instant.

"Roar!"

I don't know whether it was too painful or the humiliation after injury, which made the strong man roar from his throat. His eyes were like wild animals, bursting with a little bone-deep cold.

Staring at the waste, this situation is really endless!

He made a slight mistake in idling his steps, pressed his body close to the corner of the wall, and said in his heart: it's a pity that he was still too hasty. Unexpectedly, he just hurt the big man and missed the opportunity to kill him!