Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

Just with a pretty face?

What qualifications does he have to be the king of the daughter country.

Zhang Lu didn't release the murderous aura of the man-eating tree, and his whole body restrained his breath. It seemed that humans and animals were harmless, so he couldn't help but be despised by others.

This is also because with the improvement of Zhang Lu's strength, he has become more and more comfortable in controlling his breath.

Yu refused to accept it, and said coldly: "Since this is the case, let us try his Benshang, whether he is qualified to be our king!"

Zhang Lu glanced over the four of them. The strength of the four King Kong barbies is not bad, roughly at the level of Kaka and others.

Don't mention the Big Four, even the ten, Zhang Lu doesn't pay much attention to them.

Zhang Lu looked at An Qi with playful eyes: "You'd better stop your daughter, I won't show mercy."

"I'm still in a hurry to tell you your trading chips..."

The wind has rushed over.

It was too late for An Qi to speak out, she shook her head and sighed.

dong dong.

There is a sound of footsteps.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the Four King Kongs each have their own strengths.

The speed of the wind is the fastest, a distance of several meters, one gallops, and rushes to the front in an instant.

The big hand reached for Zhang Lu's shoulder, wanting to take Zhang Lu down in one fell swoop.

Zhang Lu raised the corner of his mouth, smiled slightly, touched his palms outward, and swung Feng's big hand away, and then drew his hands in a circle to move the wind forward.

The other party was like a spinning top, spinning uncontrollably, with an unstable center of gravity, and finally sat down on the ground.

Seeing this, the other three were shocked. Feng's fighting ability is not special forces at all. Brother Xiao Ma, who died suddenly not long ago, was defeated by Feng within fifty moves.

But the person in front of him unexpectedly met each other, causing the wind to spin and fall to the ground.

How is this going?

The three rushed over and joined hands together, and the three joined forces to capture Zhang Lu.

Bang bang bang.

Together with the tornado of Tai Chi, the three of them were stuck by Zhang Lu's hands, their bodies were uncontrollable, and they were driven by the rotating force.

In the end, like the wind, they all sat on the ground.

Immediately, the Four King Kong Barbies sitting on the ground looked at Zhang Lu in horror!

This man is too strong.

It wasn't that the four of them boasted that with the strength of the four of them, even a team of special forces, it would not be a problem to crush them in unarmed combat.

You know, they are the masters of An Qi, who have spent a lot of money to train the four of them individually by instructors in the Zhukov training camp, which is known as the world's four largest black market life and death boxing training camps.

Their fighting is a life-and-death technique. At the last moment of training, they tear the black bear apart with their bare hands.

However, they who could tear apart the black bear were spun and sat on the ground by the handsome man in front of them with a wave.

The four of them looked at Zhang Lu, then at An Qi, and sighed in their hearts: The dragon among men, no wonder even their women are tempted!

An Qi looked at the four of them with a stern face, and said angrily: "It's a loss now, don't push me down."

After training her subordinates, An Qi turned her face around, the frost faded away, like flowers blooming, she smiled and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get ready and I'll be here right away. Don't worry, you will get the information you want!"

Chapter 1017 Angie, the Trendsetter of Destiny

Chapter 1017 Angie, the Trendsetter of Destiny

Zhang Lu stepped into the large hall.

Squeak.

Four King Kong Barbies, close the red door.

Zhang Lu sat on the guest chair and smiled slightly.

To be honest, even if this manor is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, Zhang Lu is confident that he can get away.

The purple ceiling above the head shone with purple light, and the sunlight from the surrounding windows shone in, covering it with a layer of charming purple.

Flowers are placed in the living room, and the air is slightly filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Zhang Lu's sense is so keen, he has the sixth sense of the battlefield, he is calm, and 14 optic nerves appear on his forehead.

Under the observation of Manzhu Shahua's pupil, those eyes hiding in the dark were discovered one by one.

These women are still whispering something.

They come, the security.

Zhang Lu's mind entered the bodhi state of mind, and his perception became more acute after being blessed by the bodhi state of mind.

Not to mention that they were just observing in secret, even if they did something in secret, they could not escape his perception.

Sudden.

Music sounded in the hall.

It is not a Western symphony, but court music from China.

Squeak.

The vermilion door slowly opened.

A dancing girl wearing a veil and wearing a Hanfu appeared. The Hanfu is not an ordinary fabric, but a fine silk, which is soft and transparent.

The dancing girl has a graceful figure, and the moving parts are faintly visible, which adds a bit of charm.

If a butterfly dances lightly, it jumps up in the hall, the dance is moving, contains ancient rhythms, and suddenly gives off an antique flavor.

The sandalwood mouth was opened lightly, and the melodious singing voice was like pearls falling into a jade plate, extremely crisp.

"Butterfly yellow in August, flying to the grass in the West Garden, I feel concubine's heart for this, and I am sad for my beauty..."

Like a woman in a deep boudoir, looking forward to her husband who is far away, singing like weeping.