Chapter 36 One more person!

At this moment, the strong man's face has turned red because of his lack of oxygen in his brain, but he is still struggling, because he can see the sarcastic eyes on the faces of the Russians not far away. Similarly, he doesn't want to humiliate the Chinese.

These arms scalpers are not good people, but in the final analysis, they also know that they are bleeding Chinese people's blood. Even if they want to make a living, they don't want to shame their country because of themselves.

Time almost stopped. Everyone stared at the two people in the middle of the field, looking at the strong man's face from red to purple, and then turning blue. Finally, the scum man roared. The Russian white man loosened his legs with a sarcastic face, kicked the strong man's chin, and directly kicked the other party away.

Then, there was a loud sneer from a group of Russians.

No mercy at all!

All Chinese people couldn't help clenching their fists. They came to sign the contract, not to fight. Otherwise, a few martial arts masters who supported them would have cut off these white cops to death, but now it's useless to say anything.

"Chen, your men are too weak. Is there anything better? Let's have fun and sign the contract!" Pollock obviously thought that the humiliation was not enough. Looking at the time, it was not even five minutes, which could not delay the signing of the contract at all. After all, the task given to him by the military was to finish everything in half an hour.

Listening to Pollock's words, the bearded man's face was obviously worse. The other party made it clear that he would bully himself until he had nothing to say.

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and it seemed to be full of gunpowder, but these Chinese people are still holding back. They all know that the Russians in the backstage of the military can't afford to provoke, but that fearless attitude really owes a gun.

"I'll do it." After about half a minute of silence, a low voice sounded in the crowd, and then a young man, who was only a little over 1.7 meters tall and looked very thin, walked out of the crowd and looked at the scum man in the same way and nodded to him.

He was slightly stunned, and the Hu Zha man also nodded a friendly nod. In his opinion, although he didn't know who this man was, at least it was natural to say hello to himself.

However, in the opinion of several other bosses, this skinny young man is obviously the younger brother of a scum man. After all, the first strong man nodded to him.

Pan Hongsheng's subtle action actually directly mixed up everyone present!

"Kid, do you have this physique? Don't call you so that you can't walk, and let your boss go back behind your back!" The Russian, who had just knocked down the strong man, looked at Pan Hongsheng with a funny look on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense, let it go!" Pan Hongsheng stood on the ground boldly and pretended to be a bandit.

"Looking for death!" Looking at Pan Hongsheng's contemptuous expression, the Russian's face suddenly changed, and his whole body rushed out in an instant.

In their opinion, in addition to being incompetent, Chinese people are cowardly in their bones, and being scolded by the Chinese is simply a great shame.

Indeed, this is almost all foreigners' views on China. On the one hand, it is because the government is not strong enough, and on the other hand, it is because a group of bold Chinese people are used to it.

Looking at the moves used on the strong man also appeared on him, Pan Hongsheng's imperceptible smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. At the moment when the other party's hands were about to touch his shoulder, his right foot gently swung back, and then quickly threw his legs at the Russian. Go!

Compared with the arms and legs, the legs are naturally long. Before the Russians touched Pan Hongsheng, they felt a roar. A whip leg with a phantom kicked straight at his crotch. He suddenly roared and quickly withdrew his fists to block it, but then there was a sound of broken bones.

How much is Pan Hongsheng's whip leg? The current strength can kick a big hole even if it is a few centimeters thick. Although this kick does not use all its strength, it is definitely not a person who practices jiu-jitsu can follow.

A burst of Russian sounded. Pan Hongsheng couldn't understand what the Russian lying on the ground with a sad face was shouting, but he could roughly guess that it was nothing more than the nonsense of Yunyun's broken by my hand.

Unexpectedly, Pan Hongsheng directly abolished the Russian jiu-jitsu master who had just lost the strong man in seconds. Both the angry Russians and the excited Chinese are unbelievable, but in contrast, most Chinese are relieved.

"Kid, you broke his hand!" Behind Pollock, a white tiger of 1.9 meters looked at Pan Hongsheng, and the cold air seemed to make Pan Hongsheng feel through his teeth.

"He is too thin." Pan Hongsheng shrugged his shoulders and said that there was no trace of embarrassment on his face. Instead, he seemed to tell a fact seriously.

"Okay, then, I'll show you what jiu-jitsu is and karate." The white man walked towards Pan Hongsheng step by step. Without a trace of hesitation, he walked less than half a meter away from Pan Hongsheng in a few seconds.

Far away!

Pan Hongsheng looked up at the face of the strong man not far away without a trace of expression. The Russian who was disabled by him before was equivalent to the strength of the middle stage of attracting air into the body, and although the physique in front of him is larger, it can't reach the realm of refining gasification.

For Pan Hongsheng, he can even kill the other party with one punch, but he doesn't want to do so. After all, the bosses on both sides still have guns in their hands. He can't eat bullets.

Neither side said anything. The Russian man suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Pan Hongsheng's neck. His hands were simply incredible. Many Chinese people even saw a shadow grabbing Pan Hongsheng. In an instant, the hearts of most people on the Chinese side sank to the bottom of the valley.

Obviously, the other party is going to be an example this time. After all, Pan Hongsheng just didn't give the right side.

Several Chinese people couldn't even bear to close their eyes, but the next moment, the bearded man exclaimed, and then rubbed his eyes unbelievably and looked at the blood flowing Russian man lying on the ground and couldn't say a word with his mouth open.

Just now, at the moment when the Russian man took action, Pan Hongsheng leaned on his own speed and suddenly hit the other party's chest with a sinking shoulder. At the same time, his right foot was pinned in the middle of the other party's legs. This is the big gap in China's free combat!

These Chinese people, not only the Russians who were going to watch the play, were stunned, and the eyes of this group of Chinese people immediately became unfriendly.

Point-to-point, Pan Hongsheng smashed the first bone, and the second to vomit blood, which is called point-to-point?

"Brother Chen, good man, I didn't expect you to have such a killer." Beside the Huzha man, a man in a red cotton-padded suit said with admiration.

"Huh? This is not my person." Hu Zha was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head and said. Although the voice of this sentence was not loud, the five bosses had a suspicious idea in their hearts. They looked at each other and shook their heads stiffly one by one.

"28, 29, 30..." Hu Zha man counted the people who came this time without a trace, and suddenly his head buzzed.

"Thirty-one! He's not from here!"

"How can it be!"

Exclaim all over!