Chapter 598

After seeing Qin Zhao's almost perverted marksmanship, Blanco finally put away his contempt for him.

After admitting defeat to him realistically, Blanco slowly took off his shirt, revealing his lean muscles. He gritted his teeth hard, and there was a murderous look on his face: "I will definitely not show mercy in the next fight, I hope you can understand why."

Because both of them are elites from their country's special forces, the competition between the two is no longer a simple individual competition, but a matter of reputation. Although Blanco is no longer an active soldier, every soldier has I hope that the other party can see the strength of the motherland from himself. Especially after losing a game, Blanco said so.

"I'll show you mercy, because I want you to take good care of the Ku Klux Klan for me." Facing the strong murderous aura emanating from Blanco, Qin Zhao just pushed Kailins back with his backhand, and moved forward. Walked a few steps and faced him: "Also, I am younger than you, so I may take advantage of you in terms of physique."

"You want me to take care of the Ku Klux Klan for you. It's too early to say that," Blanco let go, and his shirt slowly fell on the lawn: "Age is not the key to winning or losing!" After speaking, he roared, Turning sideways, he gave Qin Zhao a fierce side kick in the chest.

The excellent instructors of the British special forces are indeed not as good as those cool movie stars who put on airs in the movies. Especially when he wanted to earn back the face he lost just now through fighting, so after Blanco's kick flew out, there was a faint hunting sound that tore through the air.

Just when a gust of wind blew by, the strands of blond hair near the ears of Karinth, who was standing in the distance, lifted up, as if lifted by Blanco's kick, which also made her happy for Blanco's surrender just now. The smiling face faded away, and I couldn't help but glance at my grandfather, only to find that he was thinking about something while touching his chin with his hand.

Faced with Blanco's forceful side kick, Qin Zhao did not choose to step back and dodge, but decided to take a risk and give him a blow, only in this way can he be convinced to lose.

Watching that foot come to the front of the bed at a speed exceeding the custom, Qin Zhao let out a low sip, his right shoulder sank slightly, and his left hand punched his leather shoe like lightning, while his body dripped. After turning around in a circle, his back had already crashed into Blanco's arms.

Blanco did not expect that Qin Zhao not only did not step back after blocking his kick, but took the opportunity to bully him, which really made him feel puzzled: You dare to come into my arms, thinking that I dare not Will it blow you away with one punch?

When Blanco and the others were training in the army, all they had to do was dodge and fight hard, and they would never make such ridiculous mentally handicapped moves.

There is nothing to say about the physical quality of Europeans and Americans, including the ability to withstand blows, which is not comparable to that of Asians.

But there are pros and cons to everything. Their congenital shortcoming of slow turning is destined to be inflexible, so after the kick was smashed by Qin Zhao, he didn't have time to make a second attack. The person has crashed into his arms.

Just like the weapons that people often say, one inch is long and one inch is strong, and one inch is short and one inch is dangerous. As long as it is at an appropriate distance to give Europeans and Americans room to play, no matter how good Qin Zhao is, he can only choose to dodge. But now he was out of the range of Blanco's strong point of attack, and that melee attack was definitely his strong point.

Seeing Qin Zhao suddenly throw himself into his arms, Blanco had no time to stand still, and without thinking, he wrapped his right arm around his neck and wrapped it around his neck. As long as you wrap your arms around his neck, even if he has great abilities, other than rolling his eyes, he can only blindly kick him. And with Blanco's strong and bear-like body, would he care about how many times he punched him?

However, if the purpose of jumping into someone's arms is to let them restrain him, then Qin Zhao is not Qin Zhao but a bitch who took the initiative to send him to the door.

Although Qin Zhao is not a good person, even a hooligan, he is definitely not a slut.

Qin Zhao sneered in his heart, and a short general dodged Blanco's right arm, and then slammed back with his left elbow, hitting his left breast all at once. Without waiting for Blanco to groan in pain, he has already used the force of the impact to pounce forward. When escaping Blanco's left uppercut, he put his hands on the ground, and quickly popped his right foot backwards, bringing The dewy leather shoes kicked Lao Bu's chin straight.

"Ah!" Blanco yelled, tilted his head slightly to the left, let his vital parts avoid the kick, and took Qin Zhao's kick with his chest, even though he was elbowed by Qin Zhao just now. The place where he was hit was so painful that he could hardly breathe, but he still endured the pain and stood upright. He put his hands together and hugged Qin Zhao's right leg.

I got kicked and elbowed by you, but I grabbed your leg!

Blanco had exactly this idea when Qin Zhao was lying in his arms... Grabbing Qin Zhao's ankles, he hoisted and lifted someone's whole body up.

If there were trees or buildings next to the house at this time, Qin Zhao would never use such a move to let others catch him, because he saw that this piece of lawn, even if Blanco caught him , It's just a big deal to throw him out. If this Blanco really wanted to raise his knees and break him in the middle like the tough future soldier in the movie, he really wouldn't show mercy to this guy. There are at least twelve ways to kill him before his back is broken. drop him.

What Qin Zhao did was actually taking risks. He was really not interested in performing Huaxia Kung Fu in front of foreigners. He just wanted to convince Blanco quickly, so he deliberately had Blanco grabbing his ankle and doing it like a windmill. It was turned up by others.

"Xiao Zhao!" Kailins didn't know what was going on. Seeing her lover kicked up by the furious Blanco, she covered her mouth in fright, and only called out his name. I couldn't say anything more.

Gu Han, who had been keeping a close eye on the movement in the arena, was originally relieved after Qin Zhao was caught by Blanco, but after seeing his granddaughter's face suddenly changed, he remembered what she said last night, Hastily yelled: "Blanco..." But before he could say the words 'let him go', he saw Qin Zhao, who was swung in the low air, make a gesture that reminded him of a An action that can only be performed by a footless creature.

snake.

A snake that entangles you as soon as you touch it.

At this time, Qin Zhao's actions were completely like a snake.

Blanco really wanted to throw this annoying Chinese man out at once, but when he let go of his hand, he was horrified to find that this guy's two feet actually 'helped' his wrist firmly, and 37605944 In a short time, he stood up strangely, and grabbed his hand as soon as he reached out.

The two men's hands were tightly held together, plus someone's two feet...but all of this was something Blanco didn't want at all.

Qin Zhao grabbed Blanco's hand, smiled evilly, and was not affected by the inertia of his swing at all, let his legs fly outwards with the inertia, and reached out with his left hand to grab his crotch Arm, the body is vertical again, the right hand forms a claw, sticks to his arm and grabs his throat!

Blanco, who had never seen such an attacking method, couldn't help being stunned for a moment. When he stopped circling, he felt that his throat had been locked by a grasping hand.

A few seconds, just a few seconds, Blanco's vitals fell into Qin Zhao's hands.

Blanco was stunned, so were Guhan and Kailins, while Zhan Zhao, who was standing in front of the window in the distance, let out a low "hi" excitedly, awakening Yingxia who was sleeping, but she was completely Not seeing it, Yingxia slowly sat up from the bed...

"It doesn't count this time, let's do it again!" Qin Zhao let go of his hand, leaned back and turned away from Blanco, and attacked again without saying a word.

Let Blanco go and fight him after the adventure is successful, the purpose is to destroy his self-confidence.

When Qin was attacking the British's powerful body, he was also ravaging his fragile heart...

Just now Qin Zhao entangled himself like a snake, making Blanco feel the approach of death in cold sweat, so that when Qin Zhao rubbed his body again and threw himself on him, he hadn't recovered from the shock, but Subconsciously, he staggered back.

"Branko! Show your courage!" Gu Han woke up from the shock at this time, and saw that he was out of temper by Qin Zhao in just a few seconds. After what he said, the old man couldn't bear it anymore, so he gave him a low drink to cheer him up.

There is a saying in our nation, which is: drink a blow in the face.

Although the old man is not a Buddhist Zen master like Huang Bo, and Blanco is not a good man and a believer, his low shout did wake up Lao Bu who was in a panic, especially when he saw someone from Qin making extremely provocative gestures towards him. During the challenge, the toughness in his bones was suddenly aroused.

"Let's fight!" Blanco roared, making up his mind that even if Qin Zhao tricked him again, he would not dare to let him fight in close quarters. Jumping, his eyes fixed on Qin Zhao who was walking around him.

In fact, when Qin Zhao locked Blanco's throat with lightning speed just now, the outcome was already decided, so there was really no need to accompany him to "beautiful". The reason why he was given another chance was entirely to see him What kind of abilities does this top 3K Klan master have, and is there any value in being used by him. At this time, seeing him perform the boxing moves that Europeans are best at, he decided not to play tricks anymore.

"Okay, haha..." Qin Zhaochang shuddered while laughing, his left hand closed like the wind to block Lao Bu's kick, and his left foot flew up to kick back his hand... Then, everyone saw this scene: Bu Lan Ke's flying feet were blocked by Qin Zhao's feet, but he used his own feet to resist Lao Bu's fist. Even the two people's movements were so fast that people felt dizzy, but Qin Zhao blocked his feet with his fists and shot out. Foot blocking punches are not bad at all.

"Master, Blanco..." The housekeeper who was following the old man opened his mouth wide and stared at Qin Zhao. He never saw Blanco punching Qin Zhao with his fists and kicks. Qin Zhao, the strange tricks of raising knees and elbows and bumping foreheads into chins emerged endlessly, which really caused Blanco to suffer several times. If things go on like this, as Blanco's strength is exhausted, failure is inevitable, so he asked Gu Han who was also dumbfounded: "Do you think this is the end?"

"Okay, stop!" After being reminded by the housekeeper, Gu Han finally woke up from the visual feast of a fight, and looked at the bodyguards around him with a trace of surprise on his face: "Look at them!" If he hadn't shown mercy back then, I'm afraid you would all have died outside! At that time, you came back and told me what that guy was chased and fled in embarrassment...

Thinking of those things back then, and looking at Qin Zhao now, all the bodyguards lowered their heads one by one.

"Branko, you've lost." Following Gu Han's call to stop, Qin Zhao stopped abruptly, and that movement was precisely an extremely coquettish "a stick of incense to the sky".

"Yes, I, I lost." Blanco said out of breath.

Europeans are cute in this way. If they lose, they lose. They will definitely not be as despicable as some countries invade other people's homes but change it to "enter" in textbooks.

"Humble with me from now on." Qin Zhao lowered his legs. After the hard work just now, it would be a lie to say that he is not tired, but he will not express his inner emotions on his face like Blanco.

"I heard that your military thorns are very cool, I really want to see them." Blanco didn't answer him, but offered to see the military thorns he was famous for.

"No." Qin Zhao refused.

"why?"

"My military thorns are only for the enemy to see, and you will become my friend in the future." Qin Zhao turned his head and glanced at the room where Yingxia was. He was worried that Yingxia would not see him when he woke up: "However, you will have a chance in the future." saw it."

"Are all of you Chinese people like this? Isn't it like in the movie, where weapons don't return their sheaths without blood?" Blanco asked a little dissatisfied.

"I don't have so many bad things. If you have to see it, I'll show it to you!" Qin Zhao said as he pulled out the black military thorn with his backhand, before anyone could see it clearly... The black one was like being stabbed. The gods and demons blessed the same thing and suddenly came to life. With Qin Zhao's wrist, it suddenly stopped at Blanco's throat with a strange movement!

The cold military thorns pressed against Blanco's neck, so that he no longer dared to move an inch, but raised his hands habitually.

"Just now I not only let you see the army thorn, but also let you enjoy the phantom magic light hand for free. I believe you will find it very enjoyable. However," after whispering these words in his ear, Qin Zhaoxuan withdrew the army thorn: "Follow me from now on, and the habit of raising your hand to surrender will be invalidated, because I don't like it."

"I, I..." When Blanco slowly lowered his head, he saw that he had already walked towards the house.