Urban Supreme Son-in-law

"Help me? I don't think this is necessary anymore, I can just go by myself."

Jiang Shengling said indifferently, he performed most of the tasks by himself, so he wasn't used to bringing companions, especially those who were not very capable.

"What does it mean that there is no need! Mr. Jiang, those people have heat weapons, but they are extremely cruel gangsters."

Zhang Ming was a little angry after hearing this, but still did not show it, just looked at Jiang Shengling with a cold expression and said.

"Hold a thermal weapon? Then don't go if you are afraid. I said I can handle it alone."

Jiang Shengling glanced at Zhang Ming and said.

"Who says we are scared? The task this time is very important. No one can delay it. Why do you think we can trust this task to you?"

Zhang Ming still didn't break out, but his tone was cold to the extreme.

"If you don't know why, then you can give it a try and I will tell you."

Jiang Shengling didn't even look at Zhang Ming, as if completely ignoring his existence.

Zhang Ming felt that he was humiliated and completely unbearable. He stood up and kicked Jiang Shengling fiercely with one kick. This kick rushed towards Jiang Shengling’s chest. If a normal person had suffered such a hit Feet and a few broken ribs are considered light.

Ye Bingxin was shocked at Zhang Ming's sudden eruption, but it was not sudden, after all, the atmosphere between the two people was indeed very cold.

She only hopes that Jiang Shengling and others can be merciful and not hurt Zhang Ming too severely. After all, he still needs to perform the task.

Jiang Shengling still just sat on that chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he hadn't reacted to Zhang Ming's kick.

Zhang Ming sneered in his heart, thinking about telling this kid to pretend to be forced, and dared to squint his eyes to see himself. This is the end of pretending to be!

He is an instructor at Jiangdong Special Warfare Training Academy, and his strength is naturally conceivable. He is first-rate in close combat leggings, and this kick is also alive and well.

Seeing Zhang Ming kicking, Jiang Shengling had already reacted, of course, but he still sat there motionless, just because the lethality of this kick was too low.

"puff!"

This heavy kick hit Jiang Shengling's chest directly, and the other special fighters beside him were overjoyed. They all knew Zhang Ming's strength very well.

Let him teach this kid who pretends to be a lesson.

Jiang Shengling didn't have any resistance or retreat at all, so he was kicked down directly. It could be said that he suffered the most damage. It stands to reason that he should have been extremely painful.

It’s just puzzling that Jiang Shengling is still sitting there like a okay person. They are suddenly surprised. This foot is very powerful, and Jiang Shengling is sitting on a chair, so why should he even carry the chair together? People kicked, but Jiang Shengling didn't seem to move at all.

Especially Zhang Ming is even more shocked now. He feels that instead of kicking someone, he just kicked on a steel plate. On the contrary, he felt that his leg was still a little bit painful.

But since even oneself can't stand the pain because of the reaction force, then one can imagine how much strength the other party has already received.

"That's what you can do?"

Jiang Shengling's eyes, which had originally been slightly squinted, finally opened, but he looked at Zhang Ming and sneered.

Zhang Ming was startled, an anger rose up, and immediately kicked again.

However, at this time, Jiang Shengling also stretched out a leg immediately, and kicked his leg likewise. He actually said that he didn't kick himself, but soiled his clothes. Jiang Shengling still felt that he wanted to give it to him. Some lessons.

"puff."

The legs collided in the air.

Zhang Ming felt an extremely intense pain hit, and his face suddenly changed.

"what!"

He screamed suddenly, and then jumped a few steps back, and then fell directly to the ground. He felt that his leg had been kicked and scrapped by Jiang Shengling, and now he had no feeling at all,?? He felt It was as if he had been hit by a huge iron arm.

"Captain, what's the matter."

Several other special forces members around rushed over.

"It's okay, I just stumbled over it accidentally."

Zhang Ming forced his facial expressions to look less distorted. After all, it was obvious that he had lost, and now he must not lose his momentum anymore.

However, Ye Bingxin still saw Zhang Ming's injury, and immediately became a little unhappy, looking at Jiang Shengling and said.

"How can you hurt someone, he is our teammate."

"I didn't mean it, I'm already very weak. Who knew he was so useless."

Jiang Shengling was also a bit speechless. In fact, he didn't use any force just now. It can be said that Zhang Ming kicked him over. He didn't expect that this would still hurt him enough.

Several other special forces team members were shocked when they heard this. Their captains were considered to be relatively strong in the academy, but they didn't expect to come out here. Jiang Shengling hadn't tried hard, and the captain could no longer stand it.

"What is your legwork?"

Zhang Ming's expression was also a bit ugly at this time. Now that he knew that Jiang Shengling was indeed a master, he naturally wanted to know Jiang Shengling's true strength.

"You don't need to know any leg skills to deal with you. If you really want to give him a name, then call it Dali Vajra Legs."

Jiang Shengling said indifferently.

"Jiang Shengling, don't say a few words."

Ye Bingxin was a little speechless. She knew that Jiang Shengling was also very good at picking up people, but after all, Zhang Ming was also her team member, of course it was not easy to make the relationship so stiff.

"Captain Zhang, Jiang Shengling is like this, he is not targeting you."

"But he is too arrogant."

One of the special fighters still said with some dissatisfaction.

"Is there any problem? For those of you with low ability, shouldn't I be arrogant?"

Jiang Shengling smiled coldly.

"How about you..."

That agent was ridiculed by Jiang Shengling's meal, and he was immediately dissatisfied. However, Zhang Ming interrupted directly.

"He's right, we are really not worth mentioning in front of him, don't talk about it anymore."

Zhang Ming has thoroughly understood Jiang Shengling's strength, and of course he didn't want his men to be beaten by Jiang Shengling.

"Mr. Jiang is indeed very good. Thank you for staying in strength just now. I know that if Mr. Jiang does his best, I may not be able to hold it."

After Zhang Ming got up, he looked at Jiang Shengling and said respectfully.

"My name is Zhang Ming, and I am an instructor from the Special Operations Academy. I am responsible for this anti-drug operation."