Super Special Forces King

Chapter 791

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"boom".

After clinking the glasses, Zhang Feng raised his head and poured the extremely spicy vodka into his throat.

Pukan said in a low voice, "Sharapova stop eavesdropping, and send our guests to rest."

Sharapova spit out her tongue and came out from the stairs.

Zhang Feng stood up at the right time and smiled: "Mr. Pukan, then we'll see you again tonight."

"Of course! I look forward to Mr. Zhang Feng and this performance." Pukan stood up and said.

Under Sharapova's leadership, Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang walked out of the second floor and walked to another small building not far away.

Sharapova couldn't help but said, "Zhang Feng, you may have won Mosliksky today, but he will never win. That is to say, you and my father will definitely lose the bet, hehe, but this way. Well, you can stay here for two years."

"Oh?" Hearing her words, Zhang Feng raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped what Sharapova said. Could there be other possibilities?

He said tentatively: "What does it mean that I might have won Moslikski?"

"..." Sharapova opened her mouth but didn't say anything. Instead, she changed her mouth and said: "I really can't tell you this, you will know it then."

Seeing her reaction like this, Zhang Feng's brows deepened. Listening to her, is there any other way out of it?

Sharapova brought Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang to the guest room, which is before and after the door of the small building, and said: "You two will rest here, and I will bring you something to eat in a while."

Zhang Feng nodded and said goodbye to Sharapova.

Before entering the room, Zhang Feng moved his lips slightly and said in a low voice, "Check the room carefully."

Tian Zhuang was slightly startled, but then reacted to Zhang Feng's meaning, nodded, and pushed the door into the room.

Entering the room, Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang separated and started to check the room.

This is the mentality that must be guarded in an unfamiliar environment.

After confirming that there were no monitoring or monitoring devices in the entire house, Zhang Feng sat on the sofa, looked at Tian Zhuang who was sitting opposite him, and said, "Things are not so smooth."

Tian Zhuang could not understand the English conversation between Zhang Feng and Pukan, so now he heard Zhang Feng say this, he asked: "Is it because of me?"

Zhang Feng did not hide it, nodded directly: "It is true. Whether you can enter the training camp for training depends on a fight tonight. At that time, Pukan will arrange an opponent for you, win and stay, you return home, understand ?"

The corners of Tian Zhuang's mouth pursed slightly, and he nodded with great certainty, "Brother Feng, I can win!"

"Okay, I believe you! So I agreed." Zhang Feng didn't say anything about Caitou, otherwise it would only put too much pressure on Tian Zhuang.

"Take a good rest and restore your body to its best state." Zhang Feng stood up and said, "I also have a challenge at night, and I also go to rest."

…………

The sky gradually subsided, and Sharapova also brought her dinner.

A traditional Russian style dinner with bread as the staple food and plenty of meat.

Both Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang were rude and filled their stomachs well.

When it was about nine o'clock in the evening, the person sent by Pukan found Zhang Feng and said, "Mr. Zhang Feng, Mr. Pukan, please come over with your friends."

"it is good."

Zhang Feng and Tian Zhuang followed each other behind.

When he got closer, Zhang Feng saw that the large training field had already been surrounded by people on the inner and outer floors.

The bright lights of the high hanging tiles illuminate the middle fighting area as if daylight.

Coming to Pukan's side, Pukan smiled and said, "How is Mr. Zhang Feng's rest?"

"Very good." Zhang Feng smiled and nodded, and said straightforwardly: "Since Mr. Pukan is ready, how about we just start?"

"Of course there is no problem! Then in the first game, your friend played against my student, right?" Pukan suggested.

"it is good!"

Zhang Feng nodded, and whispered in Tian Zhuang's ear: "Win!"

Tian Zhuang sullenly, nodded, and walked directly to the fighting area.

Under Pukan's order, a black man was already standing in the fighting area.

Seeing this black man, the cold light in Zhang Feng's eyes was fleeting. Obviously, the opponent chosen by Tian Zhuang was not chosen randomly.

The opponent's figure is not the type of muscle explosion, but the height is almost the same as Tian Zhuang.

Secretly sneered in his heart, Pukan's mind is really meticulous, afraid that if he chooses too big, if the speed cannot keep up with Tian Zhuang, he will be consumed alive.

Seeing Tian Zhuang walking in, the black man who was moving his wrists and ankles, his fierce eyes locked on Tian Zhuang, and he put out his tongue and licked his lips in disgust.

Because it was a weaponless fight, both sides took off their shirts. From the perspective of muscles, the two were similar.

It's just the talent of the black race. Tian Zhuang's hands and feet are obviously shorter than that of the opponent, and blacks generally have better leg explosive power.

Tian Zhuang was very calm and did not rush to attack, his hands drooping naturally, his feet forming a T-step.

The black man is obviously practicing mixed martial arts, his waist bends slightly, his eyes fixed on Tian Zhuang fiercely.

"Ah!" The black man suddenly shouted and rushed directly towards Tian Zhuang.

Tian Zhuang was unwilling to show weakness, and immediately responded accordingly.

But when the black man rushed to Tian Zhuang's distance of three meters, seeing that the two men were about to meet in hand, the black man's army boots suddenly lifted up and the dust on the ground flew towards Tian Zhuang.

You must know that this is not a professional fighting arena, but a training playground, with gravel ground on the ground.

Seeing his movements, Zhang Feng's body suddenly straightened!

Tian Zhuang obviously didn't realize the other party's moves, the fine sandstone directly hit his face, his eyes suddenly lost, he couldn't open at all, and he was in a fiery pain.

Zhang Feng felt cold and Tian Zhuang lost his first opportunity. He was absolutely deadly on the real battlefield, and now he is no better.

There is no way to complain about the disgrace of the black people. No matter what method is used on the real battlefield, as long as you can kill the enemy and survive by yourself, that is a good method.

The blacks naturally refused to let go of this opportunity and rushed directly to Tian Zhuang.

The hard military boots kicked Tian Zhuang's cheeks fiercely. If this strong kick would make people instantly unconscious and comatose, the result of the battle would be certain.

Suffocating the hot pain in his eyes and opening his eyes, tears flowed out, blurring his vision, Tian Zhuang could only vaguely see a dark figure rushing towards his face, he could only clamp his arms to cover his head.

boom.

Tian Zhuang only felt the sharp pain of his arm about to be broken, and his whole body flew out directly, and fell to the ground with a thud.