Even Zhang Xiaofan would hit him with his full strength, and he would be taken to the hospital by 120 ambulances. There was no fear for ten days and a half months that he could not get out of the bed ...
Therefore, the moment Wu Zhengping waved out his electric baton, Zhang Xiaofan was no different from a "discarded man" in his eyes!
But the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny ...
Just when Wu Zhengping's electric baton was still about 10 centimeters away from Zhang Xiaofan's Tian Ling Gai.
I saw that Zhang Xiaofan was still moving at this moment.
He didn't do much. He just slightly moved to one side, and understated, he easily saved Wu Zhengping's long-established electric baton.
After seeing himself shot down, Wu Zhengping Shen sank and prepared to start the second wave of attack.
But before he took him to wave his electric baton again, he felt a pain in his right hand.
However, I saw that my hand holding the high-voltage electric baton was unknown in Zhang Xiaofan's hand.
"Oh ... you're really dark enough!"
Zhang Xiaofan glanced at the electric baton that was still "cracking ..." and looked at Wu Zhengping, said;
"Then you say, should I also be black with you ?!"
After hearing such serious and serious words from Zhang Xiaofan.
Wu Zhengping's heart was angry--
He was gritting his teeth and leaning forward with his strength.
Wu Zhengping's move is like passing through such a kind of physical inertia, and while Zhang Xiaofan is not paying attention, he directly puts the electric stick with high voltage current on him.
"Hmm ... Looks like you already made a choice for me!"
Seeing Wu Zhengping not only did not have any trace of remorse, he dared to take action even before he died.
Simply, Zhang Xiaofan didn't have any more politeness with him, slammed a hand, and tried hard.
Just listening to the "click ..." a crisp sound of broken bones came, followed by Wu Zhengping's hysterical cry of heartbreaking.
"嗷 ... 嗷 ... 嗷 ..."
"My hand ... my hand ... hurts ... it hurts me ..."
In the flash of bone cracking
Wu Zhengping only felt that there was a sharp pain in the center of his right hand holding the electric baton.
Wu Zhengping's eyes were so black that he was so painful, he didn't faint directly on the spot ...
"I just gave a little commandment, but in the end, it hurts like this. Is there anything you can do to make it happen ?!"
"Just like you, still want to learn to fight against your own master?"
"I'll ask you, what's the point of a waste rebellion like you?"
"Wherever you go, you can't change the fact that you are a waste!"
I have to say that Zhang Xiaofan didn't expect that at first he just cut off Wu Zhengping's right wrist.
Then, the big men didn't agree with each other and started crying in front of themselves.
This ... it's too bad, right? !!
"Hmm ... my hand ... my hand ... my hand is broken ..."
Wu Zhengping was so hurt at this time that even Zhang Xiaofan said nothing, still holding his own broken hand and crying ...