Chapter 94 Storm

"Papa!"

A Song's clumsy boxing hit Angel's face and body! The more he fought, the more energetic he became. From time to time, he jumped up and down like Bruce Lee and made a few provocative movements.

Angel's angry teeth cackled!

His fingers were trembling violently, and suddenly desperately stimulated the internal gas, and a whirlwind made A Song tired!

But this trick had a miraculous effect on Pan Hongsheng and others, but it had no effect on this skinny and obscene opponent. He only stood up funnyly digging his nose, just bowed his head and muttered, "My crotch is open..."

Angel felt that he had been the most seriously insulted.

After he gained strength, no one dared to tease him like this!

But this unattractive and even disgusting guy in front of him actually laughed at him and teased him unscrupulously!

A familiar feeling came, making him crazy and desperate.

He knew that his internal energy had reached the limit, but he had no scruples! It is still the strongest storm in the series, rolling up Asong's thin body!

After A Song was thrown down, he finally fell down and half knelt on the ground.

"What's going on?" Angel saw the other party fall to the ground and finally stabilized a little.

But he was still very afraid of the enemy's ability to fight, and he kicked one foot gently.

"Wouch!" Ah Song suddenly vomited and shouted as he vomited, "Why don't you let people live?" I fainted from the top..."

"What!" Angel's tongue trembled, and the other party stood up from the ground in good condition. His shriveled body was still weak to block his way.

Angel looked down at his shoes. The originally shiny leather shoes had long been incomplete in the battle. At this time, he was stained with vomit. He was so disgusted that he tried to rush forward, but his eyes fell black.

"You'd better be honest. The people in our organization will arrive soon. Frankly resist and be strict..." A Song half scratched his head on his back, and quickly took out a book from his tattered trousers pocket. After reading a few pages, he continued: "But if you resist to the end, there is only a dead end! We will resolutely fight against the thugs who infringe on the lives and property of the people to the end!"

After saying that, he also raised his spleen arm and made a shape before Yang Zirong took Weihu Mountain.

Being insulted by this kind of goods, Angel was so angry that he was crazy but helpless, but who made up his mind to fight with Pan Hongsheng from the beginning?

His ideas and tactics are very reasonable, but he does not include these sudden factors.

The two people who came suddenly dragged him off directly.

One attack and one defense directly dragged him down.

He is a little regretful now. It would be great if he had kept a few subordinates!

At the same time, Pan Hongsheng has taken the puppet warlock to the suburbs.

Where is a safe place at this time? It's not easy for him to take this person to the base of the National Security Group, which is a serious violation of discipline.

In desperation, he had no choice but to contact his personal doctor, Smith, and put him in the doctor's private clinic for treatment.

"Don't worry about me, I'm really ashamed..." The puppet warlock lay on ** and his face turned pale: "I wanted to help you, but who knew I would still want you to save me in the end..."

"What are you talking about, brother! If it weren't for saving me, how could you have been hurt like this?" Pan Hongsheng held the other party's hand and said, "I will definitely avenge you. When I come back, you must hold on! I don't know how long A Song can last there... I have to rush back to save him!"

"Wait!" The puppet warlock suddenly remembered something and took off the necklace on his neck.

Pan Hongsheng took the necklace doubtfully. He saw that the necklace was made of black gemstones. The workmanship was simple and generous, and there was a cool feeling in his hand.

"Don't ask what this is, just wear it." Before the puppet warlock finished his words, Dr. Smith came out and said, "What are you doing? Hurry up and let him push into the operating room! Assistant, hurry up! He lost too much blood!"

Pan Hongsheng watched the newly met comrade-in-arms pushed in by several nurses in white, and gave him a thumbs up before being pushed into the operating room.

An indescribable feeling suddenly surging in his body!

Pan Hongsheng has never been so confident. Although he has been soft all over and has no strength, he still got into the car and returned the same way!

When he returned to the building breathlessly, it was snowing heavily outside.

There was a faint song in my ear. It turned out that today was Christmas.

But the residents of the nearby street had been scared to run away for a long time. The police and armed police came and circled in a large circle. He also saw Hu Xianzhi.

"They really attacked you! Fortunately, you're fine..." Hu Xianzhi looked a little guilty, because Pan Hongsheng mentioned borrowing someone from her to resist the attack before, but she didn't agree.

"Nothing, I will solve this matter myself!" Pan Hongsheng's mood at this time is completely different from that just now.

Now he has no worries in his heart and has opened it out!

Hu Xianzhi walked in side by side with him. Several policemen wanted to follow him, and then they were scolded by the black agents: "Look for death!" Is this something you can do?"

With Hu Xianzhi around, Pan Hongsheng has more confidence and strength on his feet.

The hall was quiet, and there were two people lying on the ground, and the Marcelon, who had just played with each other some time, sat leisurely, as if waiting for them to come.

"Marselon, why are you here again?" Pan Hongsheng was very surprised: "Didn't you say that you would no longer help these people?"

"You're wrong. I'm not here to be a running dog for them, but to come to you!" Marcelon stood up and smashed the cup in his hand.

"Now?" A wry smile flashed on Pan Hongsheng's face: "Did you knock down A Song?"

"Yes, but you can rest assured that his life is not in danger. I don't want him to see me killing Angel." After saying that, Marcelon took off his helmet and exposed the thick hair and beard inside.

He is already tall, and these beards are more powerful and majestic, which is a head higher than Pan Hong!

Pan Hongsheng saw Angel's body. The man who did anything to kill him had broken his skull and his brain was dripping to the ground, and it was no longer possible for him to stand up.

His mind full of delusions and his inferiority, conceit and arrogance were shattered.

"Actually, it's just on the way to come to me, right?" Pan Hongsheng smiled and said, "You're here to kill him!"

"That's right!" After I went back, I thought about it and waited for a long time to understand this truth: "As long as this man is alive, my master and my relatives will not be at peace!" Even if he let us go for a while, he will find a chance to revenge later! I can't leave a curse for them."

"So... you finally took the lead this time?"

Pan Hongsheng understood the other party's mood. In fact, he did the same for a while.

Those threats were killed to ensure the safety of his family. Since Zhao Qing was poisoned, he has been very alert.

"Aunt Hu, this is my personal matter with him. You can take A Song with you first." Pan Hongsheng said with a blank face, "Please don't let anyone in. I don't want to hurt the innocent."

Hu Xianzhi was stunned for a moment and carried A Song on his back: "Don't delay too long. After all, this is a downtown area. Everyone will panic if martial law is too long."

Hu Xianzhi left, and the whole hall was empty, only the two men who were about to fight.

"Pan Hongsheng, I said I would come to you. We Augustus soldiers absolutely believe what we say! I will never be polite today, but I won't take advantage of you..." At this point, Marseille suddenly hit his shoulder with a punch. The punch was very heavy, directly smashing the armor, and the flesh and blood inside was dripping!

Pan Hongsheng was stunned for a moment, and then understood that the other party saw that he was injured and used this way to ensure fairness!

He couldn't help feeling a sense of pride wandering in his chest, and his fists suddenly gained strength and became hot!

"Drink--" With a loud roar, Marceron is like a big bison, an impact!

Pan Hongsheng's body was knocked out. He didn't even see the other party's movements clearly. He just felt that something flashed in front of him, and his body was numb!

"After the last time I went back, I have been thinking about the way to defeat you. This move was carefully studied by me on the basis of the original move. How about it!" One of Marcelon's hands was injured by himself. Obviously, he didn't use all his strength in a move just now. Otherwise, Pan Hongsheng felt that his bones would be broken!

"Huh..." Pan Hongsheng stood up against the wall as hard as he can, with a faint pain under his ribs.

This is obviously an internal injury, but he didn't care at this time.

In the battle with Angel just now, although he exhausted his physical strength and internal energy, he gained a lot of knowledge!

This Angel used the method of internal gas consumption. As soon as he came up, he used his own internal gas shield to collide with his own shield. Both sides' internal gas was greatly damaged and consumed, and then attacked with wind gas, which effectively consumed very little internal gas. As a result, he almost died in this move.

This is the first time he has seen this kind of top wind gas. It is simple and easy to release, and it also consumes very little internal gas. It is a super practical trick.

In the past, he could write down the moves used by the enemy several times and imitated the eight images, but this time it was very difficult.

Because the other party's storm spread speed is too fast, many times Pan Hongsheng has hardly understood what's going on, and he has already gone to heaven.

Although the attack power is not as good as fire gas and the control power is not as good as ice gas, it has a very difficult advantage: fast speed and small consumption, which have made Pan Hongsheng determined to steal it.

Looking at the Marseilles like a bison rush, Pan Hongsheng recalled Angel's subtle actions just now...

When he aimed the same gesture at Marcylon, the other party smiled: "Hahaha! Do you think the storm of Marcelon's bastard is so easy to learn? I once wanted to learn this secret skill secretly, but it took me several years to succeed! This kind of move looks simple and easy to use, but it's not a matter of overnight if you really want to master it! I advise you to fight with me with this heart. I don't appreciate this kind of suicidal behavior!"