Super Special Forces King

Chapter 787: Give You Face

787、

Sharapova realized that something was wrong, not only her, but also the three other big men behind her.

"Zhang Feng, don't hurt him." Sharapova shouted.

Seeing the other three big guys running over, Zhang Feng ignored them. Tian Zhuang next to him naturally understood what to do. He directly drew the pistol from his back, opened the safety, and pointed the muzzle at the three men who ran over.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning was obvious, that is, don't go too fast, or just shoot.

The three men who ran forward stopped immediately. They came to China, and naturally it was impossible to carry weapons.

Tolsky looked at Zhang Feng coldly, and still threatened fiercely in his mouth: "No matter what you do today, I will retaliate against you a hundredfold. I can definitely do it when I say it!"

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, and said casually: "Who can tell what will happen tomorrow, is it true? What happened today? I can tell you with certainty that you will be crushed by me on the ground. Friction."

"What do you mean?" Tolsky didn't understand what Zhang Feng meant by friction.

"You will understand soon!"

After speaking, Zhang Feng suddenly rushed towards Torski, who, although his hand bones were broken, could not sit still.

Seeing Zhang Feng rushing over, he directly hit the whip leg and slammed it towards Zhang Feng's head.

"Good come! If you don't have the ability to resist at all, it really means nothing!"

The body suddenly lowered, avoiding the whip leg that was hit by the howling, his fist suddenly pierced out, and directly hit the root of his thigh.

Torski felt a sharp pain, his body kicked back three steps, before he could stand still, he was directly bullied by Zhang Feng.

"Ah!" With a loud shout, Tolsky turned his elbow fiercely, trying to counterattack Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng smashed it with the same elbow.

boom!

Torski only felt a sharp pain in his elbow that seemed to be shattered, and he grinned and breathed in the pain.

The same is the elbow, Zhang Feng is not much better than him, but there is one thing that he is definitely not as good as Zhang Feng, and that is the ability to endure pain!

Torski screamed in pain, but Zhang Feng was expressionless!

He directly wrapped Torski's waist with both hands, and shouted: "Get up!"

With his waist straightened, Torski was abruptly pulled from the ground.

Snapped!

Torski only felt that he had turned half a circle in the sky, and then he was severely thrown off, and the left half of his face had an extremely intimate contact with the hard concrete floor!

Zhang Feng clapped his hands and walked over with a sneer, "Don't you know what it means to be rubbed **** the ground? Now I will show it to you."

He walked in front of Torski, slowly raised his foot, and stepped the sole of his foot on his face in the painful but vicious eyes of Torski!

"Friction and friction like the steps of the devil!"

Zhang Feng hummed in his mouth and sneered: "This is friction, do you understand?!"

"Remember that this is the price. If you want to humiliate someone, you must be prepared to be humiliated in turn! This is the lesson today!"

Zhang Feng's soles didn't exert much force, but Torski felt ashamed of himself and wanted to find a place to get in!

It was too shameful, and it was in front of Sharapova, which made him unacceptable.

Zhang Feng retracted his foot, walked to Tian Zhuang's side, pressed down his gun holding hand, and walked towards Sharapova.

Sharapova's face was also a bit ugly. After all, Torski was from the training camp of the Halberd of the God of War by his father, who was so embarrassed now.

When the other three big guys saw Zhang Feng coming over, they all stared with bad eyes, each of them clenched fists creaking, as if they wanted to rush to the next life and tear Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng ignored their eye-catching expressions, walked in front of Sharapova, shrugged helplessly, and smiled: "You can't blame me for this, but your suitor is too crazy! Sometimes he insulted me, and finally I gave him a chance to apologize, but he did not apologize. You have seen the rest!"

Sharapova’s mouth moved for two days, her eyes turned to the big guy beside her and said: “What are you still doing? If you still don’t lift Torski on the plane, do you want to wipe out the face of our Halberd of War training camp? "

Hearing what she said, the two big guys gave Zhang Feng a fierce look, and walked towards Tolski who fell to the ground and was unable to stand up by himself.

"Zhang Feng, can't you just look at my face and don't care about them?" Sharapova also said helplessly.

Zhang Feng leaned close to her body at this time and whispered in her ear: "I really saw your face, otherwise you think he can live?"

"You..." Sharapova was speechless. She has been with Zhang Feng for a while, and she has really seen Zhang Feng's methods of killing people, and she also understands Zhang Feng's decisive character.

"What do you mean!" a man standing behind Sharapova shouted with a cold voice.

He completely regarded Zhang Feng's words as pretending to be 13, so he exclaimed.

Zhang Feng frowned suddenly, his wrist flicked, and a stream of light flew out.

"No!" Sharapova yelled subconsciously.

The big man didn't have any other feelings, he felt itchy on his neck, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it away.

The start was a bit sticky, his lips trembled twice, although he didn't look at it, he knew it was blood!

The location of the wound is on the side of the neck, where the aorta is located!

His breathing started quickly.

If the wound does not need to be too deep, as long as half a centimeter, one's own aorta will be severed, and then one can't imagine the consequences!

He stretched out his tongue and licked his dry lips. He didn't know how the other party made his hand, so he wanted to see what hurt him.

Six or seven meters away, lying on the ground was a playing card with traces of blood on it!

He finally understood that the other party was really not pretending to be force, but could kill himself at any time.

Zhang Feng didn't look at the big man, but said to Sharapova, "Well, this time I am looking at your face again."

After speaking, Tian Zhuang, who was still holding the gun, beckoned, and the two of them walked towards the parked plane.

Torski was also carried back by two big men at this time.

Sharapova shook her head slightly. She was a little worried now that Zhang Feng had really arrived at the Halberd of the God of War training camp, and she might even make trouble.

Thinking about it is a headache!