However, Sanders' self-injury does not mean that he has lost his combat effectiveness. On the contrary, due to the pain and facial stimulation, he becomes even more fierce.

At this time, Zhao Li would never dare to give Sanders the opportunity to give him time to install a dislocated left arm, and could only continue to use attack to increase the advantages he had finally gained.

Can't attack the enemy's injured parts? Zhao Li doesn't have this technique in the training of recruits. I believe there is no such regulation in the training of special forces. Although Zhao Li's head is still a little roaring and dizzy now, it does not mean that Zhao Li has lost the ability to clearly judge the scene.

Sanders was unable to move with one hand, which seriously affected his balance. He was holding a standard police equipment that was not very suitable for his figure. These were the reasons for his failure. Most people had already given up on their defeat at this point, but Sanders could no longer afford to lose. If Zhao Li claimed to be a martial arts master and he even beat him like this, the instructor of this special warrior was too unqualified. At least in terms of fighting will, he was completely unqualified.

In the previous two games, I also said that because Zhao Li is skilled, he can tell the past even if he loses, but now there is no such excuse. Sanders is really crazy now. His crazy attack, ferocious expression, and bulging muscles can easily remind people of a famous military force in Western fantasy - the Berserker.

The Berserker is famous because he ignores his physical pain, and even his own people may not know him. He only knows crazy killing. When he went crazy like this, in addition to the old warden, he also sat leisurely on the chair without moving. The people around him retreated a lot and gave up a big circle.

The impact on balance also affects Sanders' flexibility. Originally, Sanders' speed was not as fast as Zhao Li, but now he is more sincere. Zhao Li's police officers often fall on Sanders' left shoulder and left arm when he is ineffective in attacking other places, causing him to roar in pain.

One hand could not protect the whole body at all. If you were not careful, Zhao Li's policeman knocked heavily on the back of his right hand. This pain that directly attacked the bone almost made Sanders throw away the policeman in his hand.

Everyone was surprised that Sanders still failed at the opportunity just now. The head-on blow made Sanders lose one arm. Faced with the situation at this moment, several guys who seemed to have no joy or sorrow could not help but shake their heads. Even if Sanders is holding on, the final result cannot be changed unless a miracle occurs.

After all, a miracle did not appear on Sanders. At this stage, Zhao Li had already begun to play steadily and refused to give Sanders any chance. He used his speed from time to time to leave marks on Sanders' injured arm or other hand. Finally, under Zhao Li's clever attack, Sanders had to let go of the police in his hand.

With bare hands and empty fists, even if he is a high motor and a heavy move, he will have no choice but to face Zhao Li's skillful police crooking skills. The best effect of police crooking is one to capture and the other to defend. Sanders, who has no support for his true energy, made his attack moves without surprise on the hard police crooking, which was heartbreaking.

Another heavy blow was taken on the shoulder, and this heavy blow almost made Sanders's eyes turn black. He was slightly stunned and his right hand that could move had fallen into Zhao Li's hands again.

The result still did not change, but changed to another direction, locking the elbow and pressing the shoulders, and the same move fell on Sanders for the fourth time in a row.

This time, Sanders stopped struggling and was pressed hard by Zhao Li to the ground. Even if he struggled, it would have no effect. The only consequence was that the arm was also dislocated. If both arms were abolished, it would be meaningless to continue.

Zhao Li did not have the pleasure of victory at all. For some reason, it seemed that he didn't feel happy enough, or that he was just a pure abuse of people but he didn't get a few ruthless ones, and he was not satisfied.

"Are you convinced?" Zhao Li asked viciously on Sanders' arm.

"If you don't accept it, you are cheating and use weapons that I'm not familiar with. If you have a genital, you can do it once with bare hands!" Sanders buried his face on the ground, but shouted loudly.

Everyone was savoring the scene just now, but heard Sanders' clamor. The few people seemed to frown blankly. They all reached this point. Does this guy still have the face to beat him?

Zhao Li, with red eyes, stared at Sanders under his body fiercely, as if he wanted to see through his internal organs. Without speaking, all he heard was the violent breathing of two people, which was as heavy as a bellows.

Everyone was also looking at Zhao Li to see how he replied. Zhao Li looked at Sanders under him with a stern face. It seemed that this big black man had become an old warden sitting on a chair and enjoying the performance, or punching this face with his own hands. It must be a good feeling.

"Okay!" Zhao Li thrust his body, stood up, reached out to pick up Jiang Hao's police crutches from the ground, and threw them to him along with his own. Then he began to move his hands and feet on the spot, waiting for Sanders to get up.

Sanders seemed to have red eyes at this moment, stood up and twisted a few times, but his left arm was still not very comfortable. He looked left and right, found a suitable wall, raised his left hand with his right hand, spread his palm, and supported it on the wall. As soon as he exerted force on his waist, he made a raucous sound, and then he saw Sanders raise his left arm freely and waving several up and down moves.

This guy is very quick to install his dislocated arm. It seems that the attack strategy just now is absolutely correct. Otherwise, just give him some time and he can restore his dislocated arm. At that time, the outcome will be difficult to say.

Zhao Li's actions made the old warden a little confused. It seemed that judging from his previous consistent performance, Zhao Li was not such a person. The relatively low-key record in the training of recruits was not like this. Is it because of something changed? Thinking of this, when Zhao Li's eyes changed a lot, a hint of unpredictable smile appeared on his lips.

"I'll give you time, you can take a break." Zhao Li stood there and spoke indifferently. His calm tone made Jiang Hao not far away a little unfamiliar. Zhao Li was not like this yesterday, why did he suddenly change someone today?

Zhao Li's words pierced Sanders' body like stimulants, and the flesh on his face twitched. But he was a master after all, and knew what he should do at this time. He looked at Zhao Li coldly, but was waiting for an opportunity to rest.

Everyone began to guess that neither side had true energy nor weapons. So, in this game, the senior instructor of the special forces would never lose to a newcomer who had just completed the training of a recruit?

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Let me explain again that geniuses will not be dissected, and the protagonist is just a shadow left by childhood. In fact, geniuses are treated very well, and they are the best things to learn in genius schools, but there are certain restrictions on freedom. After all, even entering the school is considered a soldier. Of course, it is necessary to cooperate with researchers to do some physical data collection and practice research. The protagonist is misled by his father, so he has that kind of thought.

Everyone is very concerned about this issue. Ren Chen is particularly grateful for his support!
Chapter completed!