The strongest in the United States

"boom boom"

The deafening explosion broke through the dead silence of New York at night. The explosions in his ears had not stopped yet. The successive explosions in the distance made Leonid's heart freeze. The direction of the fire that shot into the sky was probably where his villa was. The place.

On the streets near the dock area, police officers swarmed in and surrounded the entire dock area. Sirens blared in the dark night. The chief led the police officers to set up a cordon on the street outside the explosion area. Outside the cordon, there were civilians in New York watching.

The air wave caused by the violent explosion blew away the glass on the street. The moment the explosion appeared, several unlucky people were knocked down by flying debris, and more than a dozen cars began to buzz. The cordon was in disarray.

Leonid could no longer keep calm. The police should not have appeared so quickly. The blockade of a large number of policemen allowed the ruthless gang leader to quickly speculate on several possibilities. After all, it was during the king's cocktail party and he had the ability to put pressure on the police station. There are not many people in the underground world of New York.

He quickly figured out everything. He and the Yamaguchi group had become damned victims and were targeted by the Kingpin. But it was obviously too late. Leonid had already frantically ordered the headset, "Retreat, retreat, everyone." Please retreat to Bartok and protect me from leaving, and I will pay you 500 million US dollars."

The explosion swept through the entire pier. Those gang members who were lucky enough to escape the hot shock wave of the explosion had already lost their minds and fled around quickly. Some of them were even smart enough to jump into the sea.

The disgraced Wang Zang emerged from the ruins of the explosion. The strange power had completely dissipated. Magatama turned into an ordinary jade and hung around Wang Zang's neck. He shook his hair and the dust flew. Wang Zang had no time to waste around. For these fleeing bastards, the Punisher had already determined Leonid's location before the explosion. This was the important thing. When everyone was busy running away, it only took him less than 2 minutes to rush. Arrive downstairs where Leonid is.

But when he was about to enter the gate, Wang Zang slowed down and muttered slowly, "I knew it wouldn't go so smoothly."

"toot toot"

The bullet hit the ground in front of Wang Zang's feet, splashing up cement blocks. In the unfinished hall, there were four fully armed soldiers in Army special combat uniforms lined up. In the center of them, Standing there was a muscular man with a neat beard.

Bartok held a semi-automatic rifle in his hand, but he did not choose to beat Wang Zang into a mosaic. He just lowered the muzzle of the gun after the threatening shooting ground forced him to stop, and smiled and said, "Hey, man, I suggest You'd better not go any further, it will save trouble for you and me."

"interesting."

Wang Zang watched with a warm smile as the tall warrior handed the gun in his hand to the soldier next to him, and then began to move his hands and feet, squatting like a big frog. He almost immediately understood the meaning of this movement.

"Want to fight with bare hands?"

The warm smile on Wang Zang's face gradually became excited. He moved his neck. The bare-handed fighting was just what he wanted. Moreover, judging from the man's even breathing and warm-up movements, he was a good opponent.

"I heard that you defeated Anthony. Hehe, that's a tough guy. That's why I'm waiting for you here. I'm very interested in having a fight with you."

Bartok strode towards the direction he was looking at, his speed getting faster and faster. In a short distance, he changed from walking to running, and from running to charging. When the speed reached the highest For a moment, Bartok's body rose into the air, and his volley kick crossed a semicircle. His heel was like an imposing chopping tomahawk.

"bump"

Faced with Bartok's unparalleled kick, Wang Zang chose to fight head-on. While blocking with his arm, he kicked another one. The shadow flashed past and kicked Bartok's chest fiercely. Bartok also did the same. He stretched out his hand to block the situation. At the same time, both of them were shocked by the other's extraordinary leg strength. Wang Zang staggered back a few steps, but Bartok was also kicked out by Wang Zang. However, he did a neat backflip and landed steadily. on the ground.

Bartok flicked the dust off his chest, with an excited smile on his face. He hooked his fingers towards Wang Zang, and then smiled and said, "Sure enough, someone who can beat that guy Anthony can beat you like this." Warrior will be my glory, come on, we still have time to have a good fight."

Wang Zang licked his lips, and then said slowly and excitedly, "Frankly speaking, I'm looking forward to it too."

Bartok rushed forward quickly again. This time he did not choose a powerful but easily exposed move like a flying curling kick. Instead, he launched a series of fast kicks, with his legs dancing and intertwining. His movements were as graceful as a waltz but yet full of swiftness. , like a dance that is elegant but full of death.

Bartok's fighting style is called French Boxing, also known as Sarvat. It is a fighting technique that mainly attacks the legs. It combines the essence of Muay Thai and boxing, and abandons knee strikes, shin kicks and other moves. Instead, he uses his toes, soles and heels to attack the opponent. The range of the attack is one-third more than that of ordinary fighting styles. Bartok's unusually strong leg strength makes Vasat's leg attacks more vivid. , once the two long legs are spread out, they are like a whirlwind of death as elegant as a waltz.

Bartok's huge power swung his pair of fatal long legs arrogantly, while Wang Zang could only passively block with his hands. It seemed that Wang Zang was completely at a disadvantage.

"Do you only know how to defend? You can't defeat Anthony this way. Use all your strength, otherwise I may not be able to help but kill you."

After Bartok's kicks were blocked many times, he growled in annoyance. As a proud French warrior, such a completely one-sided battle was not what he expected.

"boom"

Wang Zang's blocking fist was raised high, and his movements were slightly different from before, but Bartok didn't care. He raised his hand to block, but as Wang Zang's fist hit his arm, a terrifying strange force surged. Come, smash his strong body directly out, and roll on the ground in a mess.

Quickly sweeping his legs, he used his waist strength to stand up while defending. Bartok pushed against Wang Zang vigilantly. Even the bones where his arm was hit were aching. He stared at Wang Zang's hand. The fists were almost made of iron and the guy's strength was off.

"Hey, this is what it looks like."

Bartok let out an excited laugh. He quickly rushed towards Wang Zang, changing his position quickly several times, and then struck and kicked Wang Zang with lightning speed, aiming at Wang Zang's neck. Wang Zang still raised his arms to block, but Bartok soon noticed the difference. Wang Zang's arm turned in a small circle in a strange arc, and then swung his fist in a circle, around his legs, and hit his chest with a terrible strong wind. Call.

Bartok felt as if he had been hit by a cannonball. The extraordinary strength caused his body to fly backwards uncontrollably. He rolled in a circle and fell to his knees, covering his chest and mouthing " He breathed out a breath full of blood.

Bartok stared closely at the guy in front of him. The opponent's well-proportioned body obviously did not have such a powerful force, unless he was also one of Leonid's transformed monsters. In addition, there was another possibility, the master level. fighting skills

Thinking of the slightly weird action just now, Bartok, an experienced warrior, quickly analyzed that the opponent used an extraordinary skill to transform the power of his attack, and then bounced it back completely. What's more, if you add strength to the opponent, you will naturally become extraordinarily powerful.

No wonder that guy Anthony was defeated so miserably and left in a hurry.

A technique that sounds like magic. In terms of pure combat skills, this man is probably the most terrifying guy he has ever seen. At this moment, Bartok felt that the man standing upright opposite him was simply too long. The strange snake full of thorns is not only impossible to attack, but may actually hurt yourself.

"Your Savat is very good but unfortunately, it is only very good."

Wang Zang's slow voice made the proud Bartok curse in his heart in shame and anger. He admitted that his skills were not as good as this man's, but fighting was simply a battle between blows and resistance to blows. In terms of resistance to blows, Bartok didn't believe that the opponent's body would be more resistant to being beaten by his.

He pursed his lips, and then rushed forward quickly, but at the moment when he kicked out with all his strength, Wang Zang raised his palm, and actually collided head-on with his hard military boots with his fragile palm, and there was a muffled "bump" sound. There was a sound, Wang Zang frowned slightly.

He's already wasted too much time here, and he doesn't know what's going on with the Punisher.

Although he has confidence in the strength of the madman Punisher, Leonid will probably be protected by troublesome mechanical cyborgs. What's more important is that once the Punisher fails, Leonid will mobilize help to counterattack. , it will be a disaster for him who is alone.

Wang Zang ignored the pain in his palms, turned his grasp into a rope, and successfully clasped Bartok's right ankle. He pulled back with both hands, and at the same time, he kicked low and moved toward Bartok's left knee that was supporting his body. , at this moment, when he was about to lose his balance, Bartok's years of experience saved him. He turned his body quickly, trying to use the rotation of his body to break free. At the same time, he kicked his left leg in the air and swept towards Wang Zang's unshielded face. Door.

To break free and fight back in the midst of lightning and flint requires not only combat skills and physical fitness, but also strong mental judgment. However, Wang Zang followed Bartok's power and turned with his flying leg. On Bartok's chest.

Bartok let out a cry of pain and completely lost control of his body in the air, but this was just the beginning. His body was thrown heavily to the concrete floor like a sack. Before he could struggle, he was dizzy. While Zang was spinning, his legs were already wrapped around his body, and the huge force pushed his right leg to bend in the opposite direction.

Pain hits

"what"

Even a warrior like Bartok couldn't help screaming when his tibia bent in reverse and was about to be broken. He tried to use his skills to struggle, but it was all in vain in front of Wang Zang's fixed skills. strength.

"click"

The sound of bullets being loaded sounded quickly. Bartok's four men obviously did not expect that their leader would be defeated in an instant. They quickly raised their semi-automatic rifles and pointed their guns at Wang Zang.

"If you shoot, you will kill him as well."

Wang Zang was well prepared for their reaction. He put his fingers on the grenade ring on Bartok's waist. With just a slight movement, the deadly little thing hanging on Bartok would explode, and Bartok Trafigura obviously had no way of surviving such an explosion.