Bai Xiong, who was in his prime at the age of 35, looked at Luo Zhennan, who was nearly forty years old with a cold look. Suddenly, he saw the tattoo under Luo Zhennan's neck, which was an extremely fierce pangolin.

Bai Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked Luo Zhengnan up and down again. His breathing was slow and heavy, and then he set out to prepare for action. It was a pangolin representing honor. In the International Special Forces Competition, only the soldier king who won the championship for three consecutive years would be tattooed with a mark that represents honor.

Tattooists from the Amazon rainforest can use python blood and ancient secret techniques to tattoo tattoos on their necks that represent invincibility. Pangolins have rough skin, thick flesh, sharp limbs, and slender figure. Luo Zhengnan is good at fighting skills, and his ability to resist hits is very, very strong.

The World Special Forces Competition has been held for 34 years, and no more than five can win three consecutive championships, and no more than five can be blessed with tattoos. Luo Zhengnan is the only three consecutive championships in China, even in Asia and even in Asia and the Pacific region. He has a tattoo tattoo pangolin.

Unfortunately, the hero died early. When the fourth session was held again, Luo Zhengnan's old illness broke out. After being bedridden for half a year, he became a half-destroyer. Finally, he retired in disgrace and was idle, almost embarked on the road of crime.

Looking at the white bear's posture, the excited Luo Zhengnan opened his mouth and let out a low roar, and also made a starting hand gesture of opening the long fist on his back. He still remembered the various sufferings he suffered every day in the past five years. The strong man who captured the dragon and the tiger ended up becoming a sick man. He was hurt again and again by the reality and ugly society. In his great sorrow, he did not have the pride and joy of life now.

He took another breath and pressed into his chest, his heart beating like a small drum, thundering and trembling. The blood around him began to flow wildly. Luo Zhengnan's momentum gradually increased to the peak. He glanced at the side and saw a very obscure gesture of his beard. Luo Zhengnan understood it. He kicked his left foot to the ground, and his body rushed out like a dragon.

Tongbei Changquan is also called Tongbeiquan, which is one of the Chinese boxing techniques. It uses ape's back or ape's arms to take the momentum, so it is also called "Tongbei Ape" and "White Ape's Back". Tongbeiquan is widely circulated and has many schools. In addition to "White Ape's Back", there are also "Five Elements to the Back", "Liuhe Tongbei", "Splitting the Back", "Two Wings to the Arm", "Twenty-Four Styles to the Arm", etc.

Luo Zhengnan practices the five elements to connect the back, with his techniques such as falling, slapping, piercing, chopping, drilling, etc., walking, walking, walking, chain steps, etc., and his legs include hooking, kicking, hoof, and bounce. He shakes his wrists with his arms, slashing his shoulders and arms, slitting his shoulders and arms, slapping his briskly, flashing, flexible, clear virtual and solid, exerting force on the waist and back, cold and elastic, crisp and fast, and tough.

Luo Zhengnan, who has been practicing for many years, has stronger strength than the peak. His steps are more flexible, his endurance and resilience have become stronger, like a big horse monkey, circling around the white bear with his agile and smooth steps.

The strong white bear is affected by his own weight and cannot dodge skillfully. The wrestling king who has taken the gold belt has his own way. As long as Luo Zhengnan's fist touches his body, the white bear has at least seventeen ways to pull Luo Zhengnan, and then use huge brute force and wrestling techniques to destroy Luo Zhengnan.

"It started" Satsuma, who was far away in the command center, widened his eyes and looked at the two sides who were fighting through the camera on the tactical helmet. In the think tank system, there is a set of combat power evaluation methods. Although soldiers can become stronger with the help of high-tech soldiers, the combat effectiveness of naked soldiers should also be evaluated.

In the future war, with the rapid development of technology, it will gradually enter a bottleneck period. During the bottleneck period, the military strength of each country will be almost the same. When equipped with the same equipment, the combat effectiveness of soldiers will become the weight to control the victory balance. Therefore, HeiShui Company and the US military have established think tanks to evaluate and establish files from the basic physical fitness of individual soldiers.

Luo Zhengnan was so agile that he seemed to be a monkey, slid around the white bear. Luo Zhengnan had already understood the meaning of the beard. He had abolished the white bear, but he could not be beaten to death. This order surprised Luo Zhengnan, but he still had to be executed. The soldiers took obedience as their duty.

"Beat" Luo Zhengnan shouted loudly, and his fist roared directly into Bai Xiong's face.

The short Russian language "Good come" formed a loud shout, and the white bear stood up with his arms blocked in front of him. His brain was blank, his muscles were all tight, and blood was rushing in his arms. Without thinking, relying on the subconscious reaction of his body, there were ten ways to pull the distance from Luo Zhengnan.

The blocking action that boxers are used to is to stand up with their arms and block the front door. Bai Xiong's blocking action is the same as that, except that the gap between their arms is larger, and a pair of eyes look at Luo Zhengnan through the gap.

The long fist is like the wind, avoiding Bai Xiong's arms, passing through the gap, and continuing to hit Bai Xiong's face. Luo Zhengnan, who has achieved little internal strength, has controlled his body beyond imagination. When this punch comes out, Luo Zhengnan can feel that his arms are smaller, his fists are smaller, his density is tighter, and his mass becomes harder.

"That's it." Bai Xiong's head bent forty-five degrees to the left, and then he clamped Luo Zhengnan's arm with both arms and went to the right. Wait for his fist to pass through the back of his neck. Bai Xiong would pay tribute to Luo Zhengnan with the unique enthusiasm of Siberians. Bai Xiong likes to smash the enemy's nose bones with his smooth forehead.

The plan was unexpected. The fist that was originally waving turned into a palm line. All four fingers hit Bai Xiong's Adam's apple. The firm fingers seemed to be four small hammers, directly hit Bai Xiong's Adam's apple. The strong body flew backwards, and Bai Xiong's eyes were black and his throat was covered with fishy astringent.

"Fight" Luo Zhengnan rushed forward with a quick step, waved his hands together, and hit the white bear's shoulder. The sound of bone shattering spread in the void. The white bear, who was flying in the air, opened its curled body wide open. Before he could open his mouth and let out a painful whisper, Luo Zhengnan's bright forehead was constantly magnifying in his pupils.

The sound of cold impact of the teeth roared in his ears, bright red blood and dim yellow teeth rushed out, and the white bear's huge head was hit like a broken ball. His body was twisted and rolled on the ground, and finally lay on the ground and curled up into a ball.

Luo Zhengnan's eyes turned red with blood on his forehead, opened his mouth and let out a tiger roar, and pounced forward, his fist like the wind and slammed his body against the bear on the ground.

The colonel was stunned. All this changed very quickly. The winner was just one move, but there was no winner at all. The white bear was like a wooden stake sandbag. No matter how Luo Zhengnan beat, he would be beaten, because the white bear was too weak? The strong man who could kill the polar bear with his bare hands did not look like a good person. Then, it could only be that Luo Zhengnan was too strong and directly killed the white bear in seconds.

The shaman sitting in front of the monitor can stuff five eggs into his mouth. It is too shocking and terrifying, but it is also too satisfying. In the think tank, the White Bear has nearly one hundred combat power and can defeat six special soldiers, but he was killed instantly by Luo Zhengnan. Not only does it have strength and speed, but also experience that can only accumulate experience if you only practice life and death.

"Perfect, perfect," Satsuma sighed in a low voice: "If this guy is put on a new type of mechanical bone, he can destroy a costume group."

The colonel was already shocked and looked at Luo Zhengnan in a dumbfounded manner to kill Bai Xiong. Is this still a forty-year-old mercenary? Why do you feel that he is even more powerful than ten years ago?

"Stop" at the critical moment, the beard shouted, Luo Zhengnan was stunned, his fist brushed across the white bear's head and smashed to the ground. The strong wind whistled, dust and sand were everywhere, and the roar shattered the white bear's eardrums.

Luo Zhengnan's eyes flashed with fierceness, he reached out and put his hand on the White Bear's Adam's apple, and asked in a low voice: "Are you accepting?" In a rage, the qi and blood circulated, Luo Zhengnan's face turned bloody, and the pangolin tattoo under his neck turned red. It appeared vividly and was extremely furious.

The originally tall white bear now shrank its head and head, like a defeated rooster. Its nose was broken, its teeth flew away, its mouth was red and swollen, and blood was flowing out along the corners of its mouth. Its shoulders were swollen, and its arms were drooping from side to side, which was very embarrassed.

"Are you convinced?" Luo Zhengnan reached out and slammed the white bear's neck and shook it with force. The white bear was like a doll, shaking it wherever it was.

"Okay OK, OK" Beard came over and patted Luo Zhengnan on the shoulder: "You are holding him in his throat, and he can't speak even if he wants to open his mouth. Let go and shake him down, and he will kill him."

Luo Zhengnan raised his hand and threw the white bear aside. The white bear, which was about 300 pounds, looked like a doll in his hand. Then he looked at the mercenaries opposite him and shook his head disdainfully. After years of depression, he was so happy.

Xuan Qi looked at the white bear on the ground and found that he was seriously injured, but not fatal. The courage on his head was broken. As the saying goes, he was scared and he could only be a rich man in the future and could no longer be a military supporter.

"Okay, okay" the onlookers shouted three times, and the slaps began to slap again, and their morale was shocked.

The same life experience and almost the same life trajectory made them feel a breath of rebellious breath. Today, when they saw Luo Zhengnan taking action, it seemed to bring them into themselves. All this was real and empathetic. As Luo Zhengnan defeated Bai Xiong, the rebellious breath in all people's hearts was radiated. Three good words were also an vent of their ups and downs in their lives.

It took three minutes before the colonel believed in the facts that the strong white bear was killed instantly. This joke that happened just like April Fool's Day actually happened.

Colonel Yu Shi swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Luo Zhengnan again. Time did not leave any traces on him, and the passing of time did not make him old. Instead, it became more experienced and stronger.
Chapter completed!