Chapter 514, I want to cripple his hands!

"I'm going to kill you." The instructor covered his bladder and added fiercely.

The instructor was very angry, and the consequences were very serious.

Three years of military experience, five years of service record for the American Ace Green Beret Special Operations Force, two years of life in the US underground black market boxing, and seven years of killer career. After making a name for himself and rushing to the top ten of the world's killer list, he entered the NUMBERONE killer organization and served as an instructor three years later.

Just taking out the history of serving the American Green Beret Special Forces is the capital that countless mercenary groups and killer organizations are scrambling to recruit.

The selection of this force is extremely strict: it requires serving in the army for three years, having a college degree or above, and it requires a specialty and proficiency in more than one foreign language. This is to adapt to the needs of the US globalized warfare.

Of course, being selected is just the beginning of pain.

After that, they need to go through a training session of up to 16 weeks, and the training time is seventeen hours a day. The training content is all-round, including physical fitness, survival in the wild, reconnaissance, patrol, disguise, communication, assassination, fighting, etc., and each item is extremely strict.

Even after retirement, the instructor has always been proud that he was once a member of the Green Beret. It is precisely the training and professional knowledge he learned in the special forces that prompted him to be in the killer profession.

Green Berets are born to exist to cultivate killers, and every team member is an elite among the elites.

However, the instructor who was once defeated in the last time was repeatedly hit by him when facing this unknown man today.

This is unforgivable!

"Are you okay?" Yan Jidao, who was standing aside, asked with concern. Now his safety is tied to the victory or defeat of the instructor. If the instructor wins, he will get rid of a strong opponent and get avenge. If the instructor loses, his life will be worrying.

He saw that Ye Qiu had murderous intent on him.

"It's okay." The instructor replied coldly. He didn't appreciate Yan Jidao's concern at all. On the contrary, he felt a little disgusted with Yan Jidao's inappropriate greetings.

Could it be that he also felt that he was not the man's opponent?

Yan Jidao didn't speak and quietly took a few steps back. Wherever he was close to the villa gate, he could quickly escape into the house with just one turn.

He wanted to go in and make a phone call. Perhaps the instructor needed some help. This was not only for his own safety, but also for the instructor's safety.

Ye Qiu, who had been staring at Yan Jidao, naturally held his movements in his eyes and said with a sneer: "If you want to go in and call someone to call for help, I think it's better to avoid it. Before you turn around, I can easily blow your head."

When Ye Qiu was speaking, he threw the three small stones in his hand into the air and then caught them again.

The instructor looked back at Yan Jidao in displeasure and said, "Yan, if you do something that makes me insulted, I don't mind pinching your neck first."

"How could it be? I just felt a little thirsty and wanted to pour a glass of water. Since I can't drink water, then drink a glass of wine." Yan Jidao smiled and walked towards the round table on the side. There was the red wine he brought out on the table.

When he bent down and reached for the wine, Ye Qiu suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it.

Bang!

Yan Jidao screamed, then covered his right hand and squatted on the ground. The joint of his right hand was broken by Ye Qiu with a stone.

"If I'm not mistaken, there must be a gun hidden under the table, right?" Ye Qiu said with a sneer.

He saw that Yan Jidao's bent over was a bit large. Moreover, the direction of his hand was not the bottle of red wine, but under the table. There was no better explanation except for the gun.

Yan Jidao was surprised. Unexpectedly, he discovered this. This man was simply a devil. He wanted to defend himself, but the pain of the broken hand joint made him speechless.

"Stay obediently where you are. If you dare to move around again, you will blow your head next time." Ye Qiu said threateningly.

Yan Jidao glanced at Ye Qiu with resentment, but he didn't dare to speak.

Some people say that Chinese Kung Fu is the most powerful Kung Fu in the world. It is not because of its moves, but because of its connotation and spirit. Chinese martial arts are not about dominating the world or defeating anyone, but about fitness and strengthening the body and protecting the family and the country. The connotation and spirit of Chinese martial arts are infinite, so Chinese martial arts are the strongest.

This is also the most shameful thing for Ye Kongxian. No matter how whitewashed it is on the surface, the world believes in the jungle law of the strong prey on the weak. The strong are kings, and the weak are eliminated. Whoever has a hard fist will have weight when speaking.

Spiritual? Dead people have no spirit.

Therefore, Ye Kongxian did the opposite. No matter the sword skills he practiced or the unique skills he taught to Ye Qiu and Xiaobai, they were all used to kill people. Ye Qiu was better, and could maintain a rational killing.

Xiaobai killed for the sake of killing and became a dedicated killing machine. Ye Qiu knew that if Xiaobai was red in his eyes, even she could not control her own nature.

Among the three, Tien Niu was the kindest. However, even so, he had trained a set of iron cloth shirts that could only defend themselves to be both offensive and defensive.

The arrogant instructor did not expect to suffer such a great loss from an unknown little person. On the one hand, he felt that his dignity was insulted. On the other hand, because Tien Niu hit him with a blow, he felt murderous intent.

A killer should enjoy killing people. Unfortunately, he has been comfortable for too many years.

He tore off the white shirt on his body, took off the clothes and threw them on the ground, revealing his strong muscles and the terrifying scars that crisscrossed all over his body.

The instructor clenched his fists with both hands, and the bones on his body slammed. He raised his toes and moved his feet, and then rushed out with a "whisper".

A straight punch hit Tie Niu's face as fast as thunder and lightning. He was hit by the military stab on his fist. Tie Niu would become unrecognizable even if he did not die.

Tie Niu, who was already prepared, raised his wrist to block it with one hand. Unexpectedly, the instructor not only did not change his moves, but instead shouted loudly, and his right arm used force again. With a loud bang, his fist hit the arm that Tie Niu used to block it.

This punch was extremely domineering and powerful. Tieniu felt that his arm could not be lifted. His brute force actually failed in this round of competition. While his arm was hit by the instructor, the instructor's punch also hit Tieniu's chest hard.

puff!

The punch was extremely heavy, breaking Tien Niu's external defense. Tien Niu opened his mouth and sprayed blood, and his body retreated continuously, retreating until outside the lawn where they were fighting before he stopped with difficulty.

"Tieniu, how about it?" Ye Qiu ran over in panic to check Tiniu's injuries.

Tie Niu wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, grinned and smiled at Ye Qiu, saying, "Brother Loach, I'm fine. He didn't hurt at all."

"You come down and rest for a while. I'll go." Ye Qiu said.

"No." Tie Niu grabbed Ye Qiu's hand and said anxiously: "Brother Loach, I'm fine. It's really okay. I can still fight. You can let me get on."

"No. You have suffered internal injuries." Ye Qiu refused with a cold face. Whenever he was angry, Tie Niu no longer went against his intentions.

"Brother Niu, let me go. Please. I really want to finish this fight with him." Tie Niu looked at Ye Qiu's eyes and said beggingly.

This is the first time Tieniu uses the word "seeking" to himself. Ye Qiu stared at Tieniu's persistent and unwillingness to admit defeat, and finally nodded and said, "Be careful. His speed is faster than you and his strength is not weaker than you. You pay attention to good defense, wait for the opportunity to take action, and kill him with one blow."

"Hehe. I know." Tienniu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve again, and agreed with a smile.

Seeing Tie Niu walking onto the lawn stubbornly again, Ye Qiu couldn't help but worry about him.

The opponent is too powerful, and every move is a killing skill. Iron Niu, who has insufficient combat experience, has no way to intercept his attack.

"Come on. Let's fight again." Tieniu shouted to the instructor. His chest was heartbroken, but he could bear the pain of such a degree.

When the instructor saw Tie Niu coming up again, he admired his spirit very much. A real warrior should have such a courage.

Of course, this did not hinder his determination to kill Tie Niu.

The instructor clenched his fists again and rushed forward, and the distance was closer again. He punched like lightning, but was blocked by Tie Niu.

In general, when reacting normally, after one move fails, you should quickly retreat and then organize a second attack again. However, the instructor has the spirit of not giving up until he reaches his goal.

Of course, the blocked fist stretched out and grabbed the iron bull's right arm that was standing across his chest. He pulled forward and kicked it out.

Tienniu's hand was pulled by him, and his stomach was kicked right away again.

"ah!"

Tie Niu roared and hit the instructor's stomach with his left fist desperately.

The instructor, who had a serious bladder injury, dared not let him punch him again. He immediately let go of Tienniu's arm and quickly retreated.

This time, Tienniu did not wait for the opponent to attack first, but actually rushed towards the instructor with red eyes.

Bang!

The two of them hit their fists and they collided hard.

Bang!

Another more violent punch hit, the two of them took a step back.

Tie Niu seemed to fall in love with this kind of fighting with his life, and his fists began to hit the instructor like raindrops.

I am willing to sacrifice myself and dare to take down the emperor.

He made up his mind, anyway, his defense is strong, so I will let you hit him. But if you don’t stop my fist, then you can only be punched by me.

Thinking of this, Tie Niu still gained the upper hand.

Because if the instructor didn't want Tie Niu to hit him again, he could only punch and knock down every attack he had. Tie Niu's punch was fast and fierce, and his strength seemed to be free. The instructor could only follow his rhythm and adapt to his desperately-sanlang style of fighting.

The two of them were back and forth, attacking and blocking, constantly punching, and then closing their fists. Their movements became faster and faster, and the shadows of fists were flying in the sky. The sound of bang bang was endless, which was the sound of every time the fist hit.

"FUCK." The instructor cursed in English angrily. The more he beat him, the more impatient he became and the more bored he became.

If you continue to spend so much time with your opponent, when will it end?

After avoiding his fist, the instructor suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the side wrist of his arm, and turned to his side face with a strange step. Then he kicked the waist and eye of the iron bull sideways.

Although Tie Niu reacted and retreated, he was still kicked by the instructor with long hands and feet. He staggered and sat down on the ground.

The instructor rushed over without waiting for the iron bull to sit up, and raised his feet and kicked him in the head.

If this kick is done, you must kick the head out of your head.

Bang!

Tie Niu barely reached out to block the kick, then hugged his thigh, allowing his elbow to attack his back again and again.

He clenched his fist and smashed it hard on the instructor's leg joint. The instructor staggered and was almost knocked down by Tien Niu's punch.

Ye Qiu was anxious. If the instructor was allowed to fight like this, Tienniu would have to be beaten to death by him.

Bang!

Ye Qiu suddenly popped up a stone and hit Yan Jidao's head who had no defense at all.
To be continued...