There is a saying in China that is good: Don’t slap people in the face, and don’t expose others’ shortcomings. This sentence means that you have to give people three faces when doing things. If you tear apart a person’s face, don’t blame your own face for being torn apart by the other party.

The clay man has three points of fire, not to mention a living person and a capable person.

It’s not someone who wants to be the deputy captain of the Red Murder Army. If he had no ability, Xing Zhengrong would have been kicked from this position long ago. Xiao Yuanchao could lift his wounds, baby could also lift his wounds, and even Sun Huxiong could lift his wounds, but these dragon nest people could not.

Because he knelt down for the Dragon Nest, but now he is going to be opened by the Dragon Nest man, how can he not make Xing Zhengrong angry? Besides, his current identity is the deputy captain of the Red Murder Army with the highest specifications, and these are just ordinary members of the Dragon Nest.

If Xing Zhengrong can still tolerate these things, then his tolerance will not be called forbearance, but called numbness.

"I've knelt, I've knelt for the Dragon Nest, I've resisted the shame of the Dragon Nest on me, I've done nothing wrong." Xing Zhengrong said with grief and anger: "If I do it again, I will still choose to do this. You have no right to evaluate me, nor are you qualified to evaluate me. I'll withdraw from this confrontation!"

"Bang!"

The gunshot sounded, and Xing Zhengrong drew out his pistol and shot him in the chest, making himself judged that he was dead.

"You can do whatever you should do. This is my business." Xing Zhengrong threw his helmet far away while ordering his own people.

The soldiers who followed him slowly retreated and disappeared into the dense forest.

Everyone left, Xing Zhengrong faced more than a dozen warriors in the Dragon Nest alone. He was angry and impulsive, and the consequence of the impulsiveness was that he wanted to use his fists to teach these people who made him feel badly.

"One person is to fourteen of us?" The Dragon Nest Warrior sneered.

"That's right! One beats you fourteen!" Xing Zhengrong stared with his eyes and shouted: "I will indulge it once today, and I will be happy to beat you!"

Before the roar landed, Xing Zhengrong was already like a falcon, rushing towards the warriors of the Dragon Nest more than ten meters away in front of him.

His speed was very fast, and his whole body was pounced on him and made people involuntarily rise out of fear.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless, three words that are usually used to describe fists or weapon attacks can be completely applied to Xing Zhengrong. Because when he rushes out, he is a sharp weapon, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

"roar!"

The warrior of the Dragon Nest let out a loud roar, his body slightly sideways, his waist falls down, his legs bent slightly, and he hits Xing Zhengrong who is rushing towards him with a heavy blow.

This is a fist that is struck by the side, which uses the power of twisting the waist and turning the stride to the extreme. At the same time, the shoulders are poked forward, allowing the punch to hit farther and more ruthlessly.

Xing Zhengrong's body rushed towards the other party's fist, as if he didn't care about the other party's heavy punch at all. His eyes were full of grief and anger, and he seemed to have lost his mind by the anger.

In an instant, the Dragon Nest Warrior's fist hit Xing Zhengrong's abdomen accurately. But at the moment of hitting, he did not hear the sound of his fist colliding with his body, but looked strangely at Xing Zhengrong sliding to the side of his body like a loach.

Without any impact, the Dragon Nest Warrior immediately changed his move and used his strong body to hit Xing Zhengrong on the side.

This is the best choice and the safest choice.

"Bang!"

Xing Zhengrong grabbed the Dragon Nest Warrior's shoulder with a faster speed, and then stepped backwards.

The warriors in the Dragon Nest were striking, and the force rushed towards Xing Zhengrong, while Xing Zhengrong grabbed his shoulder and quickly retreated. As he advanced and retreated, Xing Zhengrong flew backwards with the other party's shoulders.

It's over!

This was the only thought in the Dragon Nest Warrior's mind. His power was removed by Xing Zhengrong and he was placed in the hands of the other party.

"I am Xing Zhengrong!"

Amid the roar, Xing Zhengrong used his right hand to grab the Dragon Nest Warrior's shoulder to exert force and pressed him heavily to the ground.

The weight of more than a thousand pounds was like a mountain pressing against the warrior of the Dragon Nest, which made him unable to help but climb to the ground.

"Bang!"

"Well!……"

The dull collision and short moans came almost at the same time. Xing Zhengrong pressed the Dragon Nest Warrior to the ground with one hand.

No, it is not pressing, but being accustomed to the ground. Just like an adult can use one hand to get a child on the ground anytime, anywhere.

The chest hit the ground hard, and the severe pain came. The Dragon Nest Warrior's body twitched instantly, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth.

Xing Zhengrong did not let the other party go, and he suddenly raised his foot and lifted it against the other party.

"Bang!"

The strong body of the Dragon Nest warrior flew out more than ten meters under the power of Xing Zhengrong's kick, and hit a big tree and rolled down.

"Cough cough cough...cough cough cough...puff!..."

A violent cough sounded from the mouth of the Dragon Nest Warrior. When he was forced to stand up, he opened his mouth and spit out blood, and lay heavily on the ground and fainted after falling into a coma.

The other warriors around him were shocked to see this scene. Of course, they knew each other's strength, and even more so how strong Xing Zhengrong was in the past.

Instant kill, this is instant kill!

How is it possible? How could Xing Zhengrong become so powerful?

"superior!"

"Damn it, fuck him to death!"

"Brothers, come on, kill Xing Zhengrong!"

“…”

Scolding and roars broke out from the mouths of more than a dozen warriors in the Dragon Nest. After seeing Xing Zhengrong's strength at this time, they rushed towards each other.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Xing Zhengrong laughed loudly, the grief and anger in his eyes became even stronger, and there was a faint sense of brutal bloodthirsty aura.

Faced with the siege of more than a dozen warriors in the Dragon Nest, he did not choose to take a step back. Instead, he rushed into the crowd at a faster speed.

"Bang!Bang!"

Two dull stomping sounds sounded from Xing Zhengrong's feet, and his body suddenly soared into the sky like a fireworks fired. It seemed as if the whole person had flew up, and when he fell into the crowd, it was like a god of war descending from the sky.

It’s right that he is the God of War. Xing Zhengrong’s code name is Xing Tian, ​​and Xing Tian is the God of War in ancient medieval myths!

But Xing Zhengrong, the god of war, is different from Xing Tian. His domineering is just rushing forward and does not land more domineeringly. Instead, when he is about to land, it turns into a gorgeous fireworks blooming.

"Click!"

The sound of bone breaking sounded, and Xing Zhengrong used his retreat to put a warrior in the arms of a dragon nest, and broke his arm the moment he landed on the ground.

As he landed, countless fists and feet attacked him together.

Faced with these fists, Xing Zhengrong briskly rotated his body, used his hands to slap every part of his body, and relieved his strength.
Chapter completed!