The ultimate bodyguard of the wealthy goddess

boom!
Zhui Ming didn't have time to dodge, and was kicked directly in the chest by this kick, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out with a puff.

"Boy, die!" Before Zhui Ming had time to adjust his figure, another person's fist had already hit his temple. If he was hit by this punch, Zhui Ming would be seriously injured even if he survived.

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At this critical moment, the genetic warrior noticed a strange phenomenon. He saw several men in black standing at the gate of the compound, flying towards him one by one like a scene from The Matrix!

The speed was extremely fast, which forced him to give up the bombardment of the chasing life, and quickly dodged his figure to barely escape the impact. The next moment, a figure rushed over from the gate of the compound at high speed, and raised his hand to bombard his forehead. come over.

Click!

The genetic warrior who hadn't reacted to the change in this scene hurriedly raised his hand to block, but the fist of the visitor was like a huge hammer, breaking his arm bone and hitting his forehead again.

The genetic soldier was in a state of dizziness immediately, and before he could tell the difference between the south, the south, and the north, the second wave of attacks came again, and a set of quick straight punches hit his forehead.

boom!
No matter how hard the skull was, it couldn't withstand such violent torture. After a while, the genetic warrior's head was blasted open, and then he fell to the ground without a breath.

"Iron Tiger?" At this moment, Zhui Ming shouted loudly after seeing the face of the person coming.

"Haha, Zhui Ming, long time no see!" The person who came was Tie Hu, one of the members of the Dragon Soul Mercenary Corps, and his other nickname was King Dali.

"It's really you? You came at such a frightening time! Where's the wolf?" With Tie Hu joining in, the pressure of chasing his life was reduced a lot, and he continued to ask after kicking the genetic warrior away. road.

"It's coming too, on the mantis' side!" Tie Hu pointed in the direction of the mantis after dodging an uppercut from a genetic warrior.

Zhui Ming looked around, and sure enough, he saw the wolf and the mantis fighting side by side.

"Prodigal son, sister Mei, we're back!" Tie Hu yelled to prodigal son and Wu Mei after smashing the skull of a gene Zhang with another heavy punch.

"Haha, Tiehu, you two are finally willing to come back, stop talking nonsense, let's talk after cleaning up these bastards." The prodigal son responded with a big smile.

"Tie Hu, your skills have improved a lot!" Wu Mei shouted at Tie Hu.

"Hehe, no matter how good you are, you can't catch up with Sister Mei." Tie Hu kicked a genetic soldier in the waist while speaking.

With the joining of Tiehu and Canglang, the situation suddenly reversed, and within a few minutes, several genetic warriors were already lying on the ground.

At this time, Canglang blasted a genetic soldier to the ground, and shouted loudly at Cheng Feng: "Boss, we are here!"

"Haha, the two of you move pretty fast!" In fact, Cheng Feng had already sensed it from the moment the two of them entered the yard. We have been born and died together for so many years, and Cheng Feng has long been familiar with the aura of his brother.

"Hey, after receiving your notice, we didn't dare to delay for a moment, hung up the phone and rushed back!" Canglang replied while greeting his opponent.

"Okay, let's talk later, let's get rid of these ghostly beasts first!" Cheng Feng said to the wolf while avoiding Zhao Weijie's kick.

"Received!" Canglang punched the opponent's forehead after answering. He and Tie Hu had already encountered genetic warriors in the dark world of the West, so they knew where the opponent's trap was.

The battle on Cheng Feng's side is coming to an end, Zhao Weijie is devastated by Cheng Feng's submerged path second-level skill, and only has the power to parry. It seems that it is already at the end of its battle.

At this time, the four men surrounding them also joined the battle one after another, but their opponents at this level were completely outmatched.

"Go away!" Cheng Feng roared angrily, and swept one of the men away with his kick, then raised his hand and punched the other in the chest.

Click!Click!
After two crisp sounds, the man lay on the ground and twitched.

call!
Before Cheng Feng could turn around, another man swept his leg towards Cheng Feng's waist. Cheng Feng stretched out his right arm to block the opponent's leg, and kicked the man in the lower abdomen. place.

boom!
The man was kicked flying, and at the same time, a stream of blood spurted out, and he lost his fighting power immediately.

The last remaining man took out a saber from nowhere and stabbed at Cheng Feng very quickly.

When the opponent was about to rush up to him, Cheng Feng made a sudden move, grabbed the opponent's wrist, and then twisted it hard. After the opponent felt the pain, he let go of the saber, and Cheng Feng then punched him on the neck.

Click!

The opponent's neck was directly broken by this punch, and he lay down straight after staring.

At this time, Zhao Weijie rushed towards Cheng Feng again after adjusting his breath a little.

"Lie down!" Cheng Feng roared, kicked his legs, and then jumped up on the spot, kicking Zhao Weijie's chest with a volley.

boom!
Zhao Weijie was kicked several times immediately by this kick, and after rolling seven or eight meters away, a big mouthful of blood spurted out.

"If you kneel down and beg me now, I might consider giving you a life." Cheng Feng looked at Zhao Weijie who was lying on the ground from a distance and said lightly.

"Hahaha, what a joke, I, Zhao Weijie, never knew how to write two words begging for mercy. Do you think you can defeat me by doing this? What a fool's dream!"

Zhao Weijie laughed wildly, and then he took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket and poured all the scarlet liquid into his mouth.

After seeing this scene, Cheng Feng vaguely felt that something was wrong. The thing Zhao Weijie drank must have something to do with it.

At this moment, Zhao Weijie's whole body began to shake, and the muscles and blood vessels on his body swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye. After a while, the clothes on his body were ripped apart, and his eyes were filled with scarlet. Bloodshot.

The next moment, Zhao Weijie stood up from the ground in a jerk. After the sound of "stab pull", he tore off all his shirts, revealing the extremely exaggerated chest and abdominal muscles, and the biceps on the arms. It is also comparable to ordinary people.

"Roar!" Zhao Weijie then yelled at Cheng Feng, and rushed towards Cheng Feng like a high-speed car, with a strong bloody smell emanating from his whole body.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Cheng Feng said in a deep voice, then raised his hand and punched him.

boom!
The fists of the two collided violently again, kicking, kicking, Cheng Feng was knocked back five or six steps by this punch, and looking at Zhao Weijie, he just stood there and shook a few times.