Rebirth without Regrets

Chapter 430: Midway attack (1)

After the news that Leng Binghan rejected the reconciliation of the Ding family came out, it immediately caused an uproar. Almost everyone did not expect that the usually calm Leng Binghan not only did not accept the situation this time, but also treated the poor Ding family.

Chase and fight fiercely.

Many people are watching the development of the situation with great interest, including many old men who have long been relegated to the second line and are not too involved in worldly affairs. However, most of them are not optimistic about Leng Binghan's actions, and even hate Leng Binghan.

The Liu family was even more gloating about the misfortune. Things were getting worse and worse, and they wanted to see how Leng Binghan would end up.

The person involved, Leng Binghan, was calm and calm, taking the situation indifferently. He ate when he needed to eat and drank when he needed to drink. He looked careless and careless, not at all nervous about the impending war.

Han Yiheng, on the other hand, was worried that something might happen to Leng Binghan, so he hired a few special forces from the army to protect Leng Binghan. Although Leng Binghan felt it was useless, he still did not refuse his kindness. Naturally, Han Yiheng's small actions did not

He hid it from General Han Jianguo, but Han Jianguo just smiled and told his men: "Let him go!"

He knew Leng Binghan's identity in the Seventh Bureau of National Security. How could such a person need protection? But since it was his son's wish, and it was a good opportunity to show his kindness to Leng Binghan, he had no reason to hinder it.

no?

On the third day, during the martial arts showdown, it actually started snowing outside.

The white snow flakes are like blooming fireworks. With the breeze, they are swaying freely between the sky and the earth, filling every corner, more like millions of butterflies, dancing gracefully between the sky and the earth. And these lightly dancing snowflakes make

The sky and the earth have also turned into a pure white, as far as the eye can see, the whole city is ice-cold and pure, which looks particularly seductive to the eyes.

The night had just fallen, and Leng Binghan was about to go out to finish the fight he had agreed with Ding Chenming three days ago.

Before going out, Wang Yingying and Fang Xueer carefully arranged his collar, just like a careful wife, with gentle expressions on their faces. Although they both wanted to take a look, they obediently chose to stay.

Here, since Leng Binghan didn't say anything, they didn't want to distract him.

My man is a hero who stands upright and does great things. As a young woman, I can't help, but I can't hold him back, right?

Leng Binghan kissed each of them gently on the face, then turned around and strode out of the room.

When Leng Binghan turned around, he could clearly feel that a drop of crystal teardrop, as bright as a pearl, slipped quietly from Wang Yingying and Fang Xueer's dimples, hit the marble floor, and broke into several petals. Each time

The petals are all so beautiful that it makes people enchanted or even heartbroken.

At that moment, he really felt like a hero out of temper and a son out of love. He had the urge to turn around and hold them in his arms countless times, whispering comfort, and his steps could not help but stagnate, but in the end he still hardened his heart.

He strode out without looking back. He didn't know if he would have the courage to continue walking out if he really turned around.

There were four tall and burly men standing around outside the room, with fierce and fierce expressions. They were dressed in black suits and had a pair of large toad mirrors on their noses. They were in the dimly lit corridor, which added a touch of mystery.

sense of oppression.

Seeing Leng Binghan, one of them seemed to have carefully identified him, then walked up to him and said solemnly: "Mr. Leng, according to Mr. Han's instructions, the car is ready."

Leng Binghan glanced at them, nodded with a smile, and said harmoniously: "It's been really hard on you this time, let's go."

The five people quickly walked out of the club building, only to see Han Yiheng's luxury Hongqi car parked at the door. Leng Binghan couldn't help but smile. Unexpectedly, Han Yiheng actually gave up his most cherished car to himself, although he

I don't attach much importance to these, but I still feel warm in my heart.

Leng Binghan raised his head and glanced back at Wang Yingying's room. Although no one could be seen and the lights were out, he knew that Wang Yingying and Fang Xueer must be staring at him affectionately there at this time.

If it weren't for the huge responsibilities and missions that he now shoulders, Leng Binghan would really like to ignore these mundane things, travel around the world with these confidants, and live a carefree life like a couple of gods and immortals.

With a soft sigh, Leng Binghan bent down and stepped into the car under the respectful invitation of the four big men. One of the four big men got into the passenger seat, and the other three followed Leng Binghan into the car.

Personal protection.

The car quickly started and drove towards the world of heaven and earth along the traffic flow like an arrow. The three big men protected Leng Binghan in the middle. But they did not talk to each other, their expressions were solemn and resolute, while Leng Binghan was also sitting on the seat,

The figure is as still as a mountain, and more like the stone sculpture that has existed since ancient times. It is terrifyingly quiet. The eyes are slightly closed, the expression is calm and happy, and the breath is steady and long, as if it is preparing for the fierce battle that is coming.

Recharge your energy.

After the car got on the Second Ring Road, the number of pedestrians and vehicles on the road gradually became less and less. Leng Binghan suddenly opened his eyes, a cold light flashed through his eyes, and said: "Are these brothers serving in the army for a long time?

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"Not much, just two years." One of the big men replied solemnly.

"Oh, two years is a long time." Leng Binghan nodded with a kind smile, and suddenly said, "I have two questions, and I would like to ask my eldest brother for advice."

"Don't you dare? If you have anything to say, Mr. Leng, please tell me. Mr. Han has given orders. We will all obey Mr. Leng's instructions." The big man who had spoken before said respectfully, but his eyes were looking out without trace.

Leng Binghan chuckled, with an unspeakable sarcasm in his smile: "The first question is, why are you all so tough and have the kind of murderous aura that can only be tempered through life and death, but I get it from you?

Don’t you see the qualities of a soldier?”

As soon as these words came out, the three big men were stunned for a moment. The big man who spoke earlier smiled and said: "Young Master Leng is joking. We are special forces. We have to perform various infiltration and enemy rear missions. Of course, we cannot be identified by others.

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"Well, that makes sense!" Leng Binghan smiled slightly and nodded. However, before the slightly embarrassed smile on the big man's face had time to disappear, Leng Binghan asked lightly: "Qing Qingqing, what is the name of Staff Officer Chen of the Chengdu Military Region?"

What name?"

The three people suddenly changed their expressions, but the big man just now smiled and said: "There are many staff officers named Chen in our military region. I wonder which one Mr. Leng is talking about?" As he spoke, one hand suddenly touched his waist.

International.

The smile on Leng Binghan's lips became thicker and the sarcasm became stronger.

There was a soft "bang" sound, and the three tough men slumped down on their seats like rotten wood, unaware of their fate.

In just a split second, before they could react, Leng Binghan struck out three punches as fast as lightning and easily subdued the three big men. Just because his lightning speed was so fast, it was only heard in his ears.

A sound of hitting.

"Jidong, what happened?" A questioning voice came from the front cab, as if he heard some movement.

Leng Binghan fully mobilized every muscle and joint in his body. His body was as agile as a leopard, as light as a fox, and his movements were even worse than that of a tiger going down the mountain. He scurried forward lightly, and his agility was useless in the narrow carriage.

There was no obstacle at all, and almost in an instant, he arrived in front of the dark glass that separated the back row of the car from the driver's seat.

At this moment, there was an inaudible sound of "squeaking" coming from the cab. Through a thin layer of dark glass, Leng Binghan could hear it clearly. It was the sound of a man turning around and drawing a gun.

Leng Binghan no longer hesitated, and punched out with a powerful force like thunder. The iron fist easily shattered the bulletproof tempered glass.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", the sour sound of the fist hitting the flesh, and a muffled groan came from the mouth of the person who was hit. At the moment when the glass shattered, Leng Binghan could clearly see the co-pilot.

The man on the seat was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he managed to raise the pistol in his hand, and the dark muzzle pointed ferociously at Leng Binghan.

The moment before his finger pulled the trigger, Leng Binghan flew forward and smashed the incomplete black glass. His figure quickly flashed to the cab, and his hands quickly stretched out, wrapping his wrist holding the gun up and down.

A violent misalignment of the arms!

In the crisp sound of "click", under the strong shearing force of Leng Binghan's arms, the man's wrist was broken like a rotten wood. Before he could cry out in pain, Leng Binghan took advantage of the situation and struck hard with a counter-elbow.

It hit him on the temple. The crisp sound of his skull shattering came from the bottom of his elbow. Blood spurted out from his mouth and he collapsed to the ground like mud.

After defeating this person, Leng Binghan couldn't help but secretly smack his tongue. If he remembered correctly, his first punch hit this person's chest. Even though it was buffered by bulletproof glass, the force was still astonishing. He

You can even clearly feel the sound of the opponent's sternum breaking. But despite being severely injured, this person can still stay awake and try to kill him. Such a ruthless character must be a master who has gone through hard training.

These few words flowed smoothly, but it only took a blink of an eye. The driver had just reacted and was about to step on the brakes and draw the gun. Leng Binghan had already snatched the gun from the man's hand and pressed it against his head.

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"Don't panic. Keep driving." Leng Binghan opened the car door, pushed the big man in the passenger seat and shouted in a low voice. The friendly smile on his face seemed to be full of murderous intent, and the dark barrel of the gun revealed even more.

Endless ferocity.

Although the driver had a hint of panic on his face, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead, he did not panic, drove the car steadily, and asked in a deep voice: "How did you discover the abnormality?"

Leng Binghan smiled lightly and said: "First, although you have already taken care of the car, I still smell a faint smell of blood..."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

They were killing people and seizing the car, and it was inevitable that blood would be spattered on the car. After all, those special forces were not that easy to deal with. Unlike other people, they could kill them invisible. And in order to hide their eyes from others, they also conducted very detailed inspections of the inside of the car.

He cleaned it up and even sprayed it with air freshener. Unexpectedly, Leng Binghan could still smell it. Could it be that he had a dog's nose?

"What else?" The driver's heart was agitated, but he still looked straight ahead and asked expressionlessly.

"The temperament of a soldier!" Leng Binghan said: "No matter how powerful you are, you don't have the temperament of a soldier."

The driver couldn't help but nodded slightly. Although his group had all received extremely strict training at the Chernov training camp in Siberia, the coaches were all former Soviet special officers and KGB agents. In addition, there were a large number of people from China and Japan.

, firearms and fighting masters hired from South Korea and even Russia. After three years of brutal training, a thousand people were eliminated through life and death, and only less than fifty of them survived. There is no doubt about their strength and ruthlessness, but they are different from the regular troops.

Yes, there is still a big difference, but it is difficult for ordinary people to notice the difference.

But they didn't expect that Leng Binghan would be so attentive and could notice even these trivial details. Encountering such an opponent, they really did not lose unjustly this time.

When he thought of this, the driver felt depressed and couldn't help but curse secretly. The information the boss gave about Leng Binghan was simply ridiculous. If Leng Binghan was really just a high-ranking cadre with very high martial arts skills.

The disciples were taken down by them so early, but now it seems that these information are a big joke. Leng Binghan's superb physical reflexes and subtle observation skills are simply better than those of them, the Shadow Team, who have been on the battlefield and experienced life and death.

Even more incredible.

Leng Binghan quickly took out the pistol from the driver's waist, pulled out the magazine, and glanced at it. The bullets in the magazine were not ordinary bullets, but a milky white liquid medicine that looked like an injection.

It rippled gently, and under the reflection of the opposite car lights, it glowed with a strange and blurred color. It must be some kind of anesthetic or something like that. He sneered and said: "You are sent by the Ding family, right? You want to catch them alive."

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The driver nodded noncommittally and said, "I don't know what the Ding family is, but the mission we received is to capture you alive."

"Haha, now that you have failed, what are your plans?"

The driver made a grimace and said as if he had resigned himself to his fate: "I didn't expect you to be so powerful. We can only..." Before he could finish his words, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and braked sharply, and the "squeak" sound was extremely harsh.

The sound of braking came out, and the body of the Hongqi car was tilted across the overtaking lane. Leng Binghan was also a little unbalanced by this sudden change. With the huge inertia of the car, he turned towards the windshield.

Bump away.

At this critical moment, Leng Binghan lightly pressed his left foot on the driver's seat and turned his body violently to offset the huge impact and inertia, thus avoiding the misfortune of flying out of the car.

But at the moment when his mind was shaken, a cold light flashed in the driver's eyes, and he took out a dagger from somewhere and stabbed Leng Binghan with lightning speed.

Leng Binghan only managed to stabilize his body. He had no time to change his posture or dodge. In desperation, he took advantage of the situation and kicked out diagonally.

There was a flash of bloodthirsty excitement in the pilot's eyes. Just when Leng Binghan was about to kick his knife-holding wrist, he exerted force on his wrist and the dagger came out of his hand, like a thunderbolt, sliding through the air.

A cold arc appeared in front of Leng Binghan's eyes almost in an instant, aiming directly at his throat.

As soon as the dagger was released, a cold kick hit his wrist hard, and there was a crisp "click" sound. His wrist had been completely twisted and deformed, and the bones were exposed at the break, which looked extremely bloody and terrifying.

At this time, the dagger had almost reached Leng Binghan's chest, and it seemed that even his skin could feel the cold light on it. And in the flash of lightning, Leng Binghan remained calm in the face of danger, and leaned back like a conditioned reflex

, the dagger flew past her throat tightly. Even through her clothes, Leng Binghan could feel the powerful power and bone-chilling murderous aura contained in the dagger.

The driver felt a sharp pain in his wrist. However, this pain not only did not make his liver and gallbladder burst, but also aroused his ferocity. There was a fierce look in his eyes that wanted to devour others, and he roared.

, while Leng Binghan was dodging the dagger, he swooped forward. The space inside the cab was narrow, and Leng Binghan had just dodged the sharp dagger. He couldn't dodge it for a moment, and was picked up by him in a bear hug.

, his arms suddenly contracted sharply, trying to use the strength of his arms to break all the cold ribs and spine.

At this time, all the strength of the driver's body was concentrated on his arms, his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and he was shouting excitedly, looking extremely crazy, like a violent black bear.

He was once one of the famous strong men. After three years of devil training and three years of life and death experience, coupled with his powerful fighting skills, his supernatural power became more and more vivid. He has beaten opponents with loaded weapons countless times with his bare hands.

Even in the Shadow Team, no one dared to compete with him, and no one dared to let him get close during the fight. At this moment, he couldn't wait to see the tragic scene of Leng Binghan's broken bones and tendons.

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As for the order to capture him alive, he had already forgotten about it. At this moment, he just wanted to cut Leng Binghan into pieces and chop him into pieces, as if this was the only way to vent his hatred.

Leng Binghan, who was held in the other's arms, did not show any fear at all. His arms naturally stretched out from his arms. In the driver's disbelieving eyes, he struck hard with a 'double hammer to the ear'.

It hit his left and right temples. Although after hard training, his ability to resist blows was far beyond ordinary people, the driver was still dizzy from the blow. His huge figure staggered, and his arms couldn't help but loosen.

Leng Binghan escaped easily.

But after all, he was experienced in many battles. After only a short dizziness, he quickly punched Leng Binghan in the face. Leng Binghan slightly turned sideways to avoid it, but it didn't matter that he turned his hand into a claw shape and grabbed Leng Binghan fiercely.

The cold neck, in this seemingly clumsy body, can actually make such fast and sharp movements, and the moves are so fierce that it is difficult for people to guard against it. It can be said that a person is not what he looks like.