I really don't want to be a male god

Chapter 272 272. You Are Not My Match!

"You are not my opponent."

Zhang Fan yawned, looked at the embarrassed Wang Dazhuang and said.

Reasonably speaking, Wang Dazhuang's advantage is his good marksmanship. If you really want to talk about close combat, regardless of his size, he is actually stronger than ordinary people. Any professionally trained special soldier can Can knock him down, let alone Zhang Fan.

"I know I'm not your opponent, but today either I will take you back to meet our boss, or you will kill me."

After finally stabilizing his figure, Wang Dazhuang rubbed his buttocks, turned around and said in a deep voice.

"I don't have time, let's talk about it another day." Zhang Fan didn't act cruelly because of the face of Sheng Xia and Wang Dazhuang who had helped him many times, but he was indeed a little tired today, and he was not in the mood to go to the boss of the black line of fire again. chat.

As for the future, I'm afraid I won't be in the mood to look for him.

Zhang Fan is eager to get rid of these messy organizations. These people are really more annoying than flies. If the "Black Line" doesn't know how to flatter them, Zhang Fan doesn't mind cooperating with the police again. .

Zhang Fan turned around and waved his hand towards Wang Dazhuang, "Go back and tell your boss, don't come here to mess with me, otherwise the fate of "Eternal Life Laboratory" will be a lesson from the past. "

Wang Dazhuang clenched his fists tightly, the muscles on his face twitched faintly, but he also knew in his heart that he was definitely not Zhang Fan's opponent.

But if Zhang Fan was allowed to leave like this, they would also be hard to explain after returning.

"Zhang Fan, between you and me today, someone must die!"

Gritting his teeth to make a decision, Wang Dazhuang rushed towards Zhang Fan again. It can be seen that he is indeed not very good at fighting, and only knows how to take advantage of his size.

"You better save it. If your boss insists on seeing me, let him wait for me in the park tomorrow afternoon. Don't push yourself any further."

Zhang Fan dodged away easily, he didn't want to cause these troubles again, and he didn't want to be cruel to Wang Dazhuang, so he could only make some concessions.

Wang Dazhuang clenched his fists tightly, thinking that he was not Zhang Fan's opponent at all, and Zhang Fan still had a strange power that even bullets couldn't do anything to him.

Now that Zhang Fan has made a concession, he might as well go back and explain the situation to Heihuo, and persuade him to give up on Zhang Fan earlier.

But just because Wang Dazhuang thinks this way, it doesn't mean that the members of the Black Line of Fire who came with him also think the same way.

"This guy is too arrogant!" The members of the Black Line of Fire who were hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, saw that Zhang Fan didn't take the Black Line of Fire seriously, and they were furious.

"Let's go together, no matter how powerful he is, it's impossible for him alone to defeat all of us." Fusang in a loose samurai uniform grabbed the handle of the samurai sword at his waist and said coldly.

"That's right, the gun god's melee combat is not very good, I have long wanted to mess with him." The woman standing next to the warrior was wearing a black leather jacket like Sheng Xia, but she didn't have Sheng Xia. The long hair, but a capable short hair.

Her weapon is not a long whip, but a pocket dagger as sharp and delicate as a tiger's fang.

This dagger has assassinated many famous people in the world, and it is the most capable of giving him a fatal blow when his vigilance is most relaxed.

After all, someone will rush up.

"Wait, now is not the best time to make a move!" The blond woman reached out to stop the crowd behind her, and then quickly exchanged glances with a few teammates beside her. She is best at controlling the battlefield as a whole and scouting.

Can formulate optimal tactics in various intricate combat environments.

Zhang Fan was still tens of meters away from their ambush site, so if he rushed out at this time, he would have to face Zhang Fangang head-on.

It was too easy for Zhang Fan to defeat Wang Dazhuang just now, and she had no way of judging how strong Zhang Fan's true strength was.

Judging from Zhang Fan's ability to ignore bullets, it is very likely that his realm has reached the realm of a traditional Chinese ancient martial arts master.

Legend has it that the master realm can release or even condense the stellar energy into a solid body, which can defend against weapons and bullets.

But she only heard about it, but in reality, she has never seen anyone who can practice ancient Chinese martial arts to the legendary level.

In about a minute, Zhang Fan passed by where they were ambushing, his expression normal.

"Go!" The blond beauty gave an order, and they acted in black fire, not afraid of life and death, just trying to do their best.

For a moment, the moonlight reflected by the samurai sword on the waist of the Fuso warrior shone on Zhang Fan's eyes, and the next moment, the woman in black leather jumped up high, and the tiger-toothed dagger in her hand went straight to Zhang Fan's spirit cap.

Whoa!
There was a sound of iron chains, and a silver chain shot out from one of the men's sleeves, wrapping around Zhang Fan's feet.

The members of the Black Line of Fire are not comparable to those ordinary killer mercenaries outside.

Each of them is an elite who has been trained in countless missions. Countless missions to survive and survive have made them more ruthless and decisive than professional special forces, and their individual combat capabilities are stronger than killers.

Even when facing the hunters in the "Eternal Life Laboratory" who are not afraid of death at all, they can still deal with them.

If Gao Yang hadn't been lurking with the "Eternal Life Laboratory", he would have been wiped out by the black line of fire long ago.

But unfortunately, they met Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's mental perception completely enveloped Zhang Fan with a radius of 1000 meters, so how could he not notice them.

He just doesn't bother to expose them, and these people, if they don't teach them some lessons, I'm afraid they won't let it go.

The moment the silver chain was about to wrap around Zhang Fan's leg, the silver moon-like samurai blade was about to slash on Zhang Fan's back, and the delicate and secret tiger-tooth dagger was about to land on top of Zhang Fan's head.

At the critical moment, Zhang Fan leaped forward, and all the attacks were missed.

In the face of absolute speed and reaction, the sneak attack seemed so pale and powerless.

The sneak attack failed, a total of seven members of the Black Line of Fire showed their abilities, and they all rushed towards Zhang Fan and killed them.

Someone secretly shot coldly, and the pistol with the silencer made a dull popping sound.

Some use knives, some use daggers, some use chains, and of course some fight directly.

It's a pity that bullets are useless in front of Zhang Fan.

Fists, feet and swords are even harder to get close to. Zhang Fan's body, his physical fitness twice that of the peak human body, coupled with the most proficient fighting skills in the world, combined with the tossing and turning of the lost track, Zhang Fan has long been invincible place.

In Zhang Fan's eyes, these people are no different from human sandbags.

In less than a minute, Zhang Fan kicked all these people down one by one. To deal with them, Zhang Fan was not as polite as he was to Wang Dazhuang. He used his power with every kick. Among these people, the lighter Several ribs were broken by Zhang Fan.

The heavier hand may have hurt the internal organs, and it depends on his own fate whether he lives or dies.

(End of this chapter)