Chapter Thirty-Three Winning Streak (Part 2)
That is, Zhao Li has never met these masters, and the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, so he dared to provoke like this. Although yesterday's hunger made Zhao Li very angry, the most important thing was that Zhao Li found that he suddenly seemed to show some hope, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances and depressions he had endured in the past few years. The big man in front of him was just the first person who happened to hit his gun.
The big man seemed to appreciate his clamor, and he also imitated him and held the policeman straight. However, his hands were much larger than Zhao Li and Jiang Hao, and his arms were long. The end of the policeman was only one inch in front of his elbow. He grinned, moved his shin in an exaggerated manner, and turned his head back and forth a few times, and a clamor sound came from the cervical spine.
It seems that he used the first time in the police kidnapping. Zhao Li can understand this. Since these guys are all murderers who claim to kill without blinking, the weapons they may use are all the weapons that directly kill people. Instead, they use blunt weapons like Jingkuai. Even if they hold the police kidnapping in their hands, they may not be able to use them skillfully. This is also the reason why Zhao Li asked Jiang Hao to give him the police kidnapping. The part that was not protected under the big man's elbow will be his weakness in using the police kidnapping. Although Zhao Li wanted to vent, he had not lost his mind yet.
The big man was still waving his arms and getting to know the police, but Zhao Li no longer gave him this opportunity. With the force of his feet, his body had already rushed out. In the army, Zhao Li had not learned the rules of greeting him before taking action, and probably the other party would not be so stupid to wait.
Bang, the sound this time was relatively crisp, but the two policemen collided with each other. The Han Dynasty man Gaoma, Zhao Li, was no match for him, and just based on his weight, knocked Zhao Li out two steps.
However, Zhao Li didn't care at all. Taking a step or two does not mean losing, but he has more room to attack. The police have a natural advantage in subduing the enemy and have good performance in attack. In addition to being a blunt weapon, the lethality is not as large as those of the Knife and the likes of the Knife, the performance of simple strikes is still good.
Zhao Li had a moderate figure. This standard police crook was just right for him to use, but the other party was much taller than him. He was obviously smaller with the police crook. The horizontal grip was only half enough for him to hold it with one hand, and it was a little empty, which made him feel very uncomfortable to use.
However, Zhao Li's attack was dense and compact. Faced with such an attack, the opponent was not very panicked. Although he was not familiar with the use of police crooks, he could also carefully block most of the attacks. Occasionally, if someone escaped, as long as he did not go to the vital parts, the man almost had no hope of dodging. Even if Zhao Li could hit the opponent, he only made a sound like hitting a rubber tire, but it did not cause any substantial damage to the man.
Zhao Li was very impressed by this point. It was the first time Zhao Li saw him who was able to exercise his body to this intensity and could take over Zhao Li's attack without relying on his true energy. But this seemed to have completely awakened Zhao Li's wildness, and a few low roars came from his throat, and his subordinates attacked him even harder.
For a time, it seemed that both sides had weapons and could compete with each other. Although the man was not familiar with the use of police crooks, he only used them as short sticks, but his attack was extremely sharp. Every attack was aimed at a fatal part. However, Zhao Li could always use the police crooks in his hand to deflect the opponent's attack in the gap between attacks, and even immediately took advantage of the situation to counterattack.
The big man has learned the lesson just now, and his playing style has become much more cautious, trying not to reveal flaws. Zhao Li has the help of true qi, and is familiar with the use of police kidnaps, and can temporarily gain some advantage. However, the big man's physical strength is much greater than that of Zhao Li. Every time Zhao Li always uses the reverse grip to resist and wait for an opportunity to attack, but he protects it comprehensively. Although he is always shocked by the big man's strength or his arms are numb, as long as the true qi flows, he can recover immediately. The opponent does not have such ability. Zhao Li believes that the big man on the opposite side will also be numb.
The people around seemed to have no intention of taking the opportunity to escape from the jailbreak, and they all watched from a certain distance. Not to mention their own thoughts, just in terms of appreciation, it seemed that the two of them could barely be considered exciting, at least it was more authentic than those rehearsed performances.
No one talks or comes out to disturb. It seems that the prison guards fight with prisoners, and after fighting for so long, no other prison guards come out to stop them. The rules here are really interesting.
The most familiar thing for the short stick man is to smash it. The moment he raised the police in his hand, Zhao Li finally seized the opportunity and threw it out with a stick. This time the goal was the elbow that the man was flexing his arms. There was a place for the numb tendons. If he was hit, his arms and hands would feel severely numb.
Zhao Li's move was quick and his force was very accurate. The end of the police bend hit that position. He had already fought with Zhao Li and his arms were a little sore and numb, and he couldn't recover immediately. Now he hit the numb tendons. Even if he trained, he couldn't help but slow down his movements.
With just such a pause, Zhao Li immediately seized the opportunity again. It was the technique just now. The horizontal grip of the policeman pinned his elbow and twisted his body. The big man held the policeman's arm and was bent again under the bend.
The imbalance in the body had cut off the possibility of the man making other moves. The back of his neck was once again heavily, and his eyes turned black and he fell to the ground without any surprise. Although he was holding the police officer tightly in his hand, he could no longer exert any strength.
"Boy, if it weren't for your true energy to protect your body, you would be so arrogant!" The man's face was pressed on the ground again, but the man did not admit defeat at all and expressed his dissatisfaction again. He even supported the ground with his left hand and was about to get up, but his right hand was firmly controlled and he could not get up.
But the man seemed extremely fierce and could not withstand being subdued twice by the same method. His left hand was strengthened, and he seemed to have rather break his right hand than get up, which made Jiang Hao, who was not far away, thrilled.
"I'm not convinced? OK!" Zhao Li let go of his hand, let go of the other party again, turned around and shouted at Jiang Hao over there: "Chief Jiang, are there any equipment for sealing skills here? I'm acclaiming my skills and fighting this guy!"
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Chapter completed!