Chapter 56: Even the King of Soldiers Is Not His Match

"Why would you risk your life for a few thousand yuan a month?!" Wang Jianjun clasped his arms and said sarcastically to the embarrassed Song Tianen.

Song Tianen was covered in gunpowder and looked like a firework, but in fact he was not seriously injured.

"Sorry, I haven't received my salary yet." Song Tianen threw away the empty gun in his hand, and even put down Yang Xueer, who was dizzy due to the shock wave of the explosion.

"Now you have no bullets, and neither do I! Why don't we fight to the death with our fists and feet?"

I stood up and stretched my arms and legs. My bones were crackling.

"Stop bluffing! I fought in the Vietnam War and survived the bloodbath."

Wang Jianjun took out a three-edged bayonet!
"You punched my brother more than a dozen times, so I will use this bayonet to drain your blood."

"Three-edged military bayonet? I guess you are a soldier from the north."

"Boy, you may be young, but you have a lot of experience. How could you recognize this bayonet at the first sight? But since you know this bayonet, you should know its power. I am the best soldier. My nature is to attack, and every move I make will kill me!"

While Wang Jianjun was still talking nonsense, Song Tianen moved.

The fist stance begins!

The whole body moves like a snake, like a swimming dragon!
In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Wang Jianjun and kicked his triangular military dagger out of his hand with a high kick!
"You little brat, you didn't even let me finish my words before launching a sneak attack?"

"You talk too much nonsense. It's nothing more than a life-and-death struggle!"

"I can still kill you even without a knife! Only one of us can walk out alive today! Let me use my northern legs to defeat your southern fist."

(Beep: Found an intermediate wish commission; Client: Wang Jianjun; Commissioned task: Winner lives, loser dies! Reward: 500 fusion points.)
Wang Jianjun is indeed a veteran soldier! His reaction is extremely fast.

Immediately, his legs covered Song Tianen's entire body like a shadow.

His legs were like knives, aimed at his head, chest, heart, spleen and kidneys!

Facing the leg shadows that seemed to cover his entire body, Song Tianen's figure was like drifting smoke. His steps were dazzling, yet seemed extremely smooth, making all of Wang Jianjun's consecutive kicks miss.

Wang Jianjun saw that the hasty attack was ineffective, and he shouted angrily, "Why are you hiding? Come and fight!"

"as you wish."

Song Tianen's heavy punch collided violently with the opponent's kick.

There was a cruel look in Wang Jianjun's eyes. His leather shoes looked ordinary, but they were actually padded with a thick layer of steel plate to increase their power.

This kid dares to fight with fists. I must have a surprise for him. First, I will cripple his hands, and then slowly defeat him.

However, the result was unexpected.

boom!
Song Tianen was fine after the fist-and-kick, but this punch made Wang Jianjun retreat again and again.

Looking at the sole of his shoe again, he could clearly see a fist mark, and the force from the fist made his calf muscles twitch continuously.

"Southern boxing emphasizes internal strength. It may seem gentle, but it's actually very powerful." Song Tianen snorted coldly, as if he was educating an ignorant student.

"Stop talking nonsense, watch this!" Wang Jianjun was taught a lesson by a young man, and he was furious! With a roar, he kicked his legs hard and rushed towards Song Tianen like a cannonball. He used all his strength in this move, trying to subdue Song Tianen in one fell swoop.

However, Song Tianen seemed to have seen through his intentions. He lowered his body, slid along Wang Jianjun's attack, and punched Wang Jianjun in the waist.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Wang Jianjun felt a pain in his waist, then he lost his balance and fell heavily to the ground.

"How is this possible?!" Wang Jianjun widened his eyes and looked at Song Tianen in disbelief.

He thought he was a veteran soldier who had climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and he had a lot of practical experience! Both his strength and skills should be far superior to this seemingly ordinary young man. However, reality slapped him in the face.

Song Tianen didn't give him much time to breathe, and took advantage of his illness to kill him!

He quickly rushed forward, pinned the opponent down with his knee, and then punched Wang Jianjun in the chest again and again.

Each punch was like a sledgehammer, making Wang Jianjun feel as if his chest was hit by a huge rock.

The clothes on his chest burst apart immediately, revealing his grayish-blue skin. It was the military hard qigong he had honed in the army for many years that made his skin as tough as cowhide.

It was thanks to this hard skill that he survived the war against Vietnam.

Puff! Song Tianen's fist hit thick leather.

This is also because Wang Jianjun has a strong Qigong! If it were someone else, they would have been turned into minced meat under Song Tianen's fists.

Even Wang Jianjun, who had a strong ability to withstand blows, seemed unable to withstand the sledgehammer-like punch, and pus and blood spurted out of the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?!" Wang Jianjun, who was suppressed by a heavy punch, uttered a few words with difficulty. At this moment, there was finally fear and confusion in his eyes.

"I'm just an ordinary police cadet." Song Tianen said lightly, but his fists did not stop.

"Learn from the police cadets, hahaha!"
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Just as Wang Jianjun was struggling to raise his hands to block.

With a squeak, a luxury car drove to the door of the villa.

Three people got out of the car, namely Song Shichang and his two bodyguards.

It turned out that Yang Xueer's abnormal behavior last night made Song Shichang feel a deep sense of crisis, as he had played with other people's wives in the same way before.

Feeling reassured, he found his American partner and borrowed the other party's private plane to fly back overnight.

When they arrived at the villa, they saw dead bodies, smoke, and a fainted Yang Xueer.

"Xue'er! Xue'er, what's wrong with you?" Song Shichang ran towards Yang Xue'er with a panicked look on his face.

"Boss Song, be careful!" Song Tianen shouted a warning.

A dark shadow rushed towards Song Shichang and his group.
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It turned out that Wang Jianjun took advantage of the moment when Song Tianen looked up and was distracted when Song Shichang and his group suddenly arrived, burned all the potential in his body, and broke free!
Then he rolled on the ground and rushed towards Song Shichang and his group.

His two bodyguards didn't even have time to react, and were directly kicked in the temple by Wang Jianjun's 72-Move Tan Leg, a fatal blow.

He couldn't beat Song Tianen, but he could kill a small character like this in one move.

After killing the bodyguard, Wang Jianjun set his sights on Song Shichang and stretched out his arms to grab Song Shichang!
Song Shichang was so frightened that he pushed Yang Xueer out of his arms in a panic.

Wang Jianjun grabbed Yang Xueer and, holding the pistol he had taken out from the bodyguard's waist, was preparing to kill his target.

Just at this moment, the sirens of police cars were heard outside the villa.

A large number of police cars surrounded the villa, and a large number of police officers pulled out their pistols and pointed them at Wang Jianjun.

Support from the Central District Police Station has finally arrived!
But it seemed that they were still a step too late, and Wang Jianjun had a hostage in his hands.

Chief Inspector Huang Qifa shouted with a loud speaker: "Wang Jianjun, you are surrounded! Letting go of the hostages is your only way out!"

"That's right! That's right! How much money did they give you for releasing my girlfriend? I'll give you double the amount."

"You think you're great just because you're rich! Get out of here!" Wang Jianjun, who was already exhausted, clearly felt that his internal organs had been deeply injured by Song Tianen's iron fist just now. Even if he escaped safely, he probably wouldn't survive the night.

So what’s the point of having more money?

(End of this chapter)