The Greatest Showman

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The storm is the real storm.

First, Fan's combination of punches hit continuously. Renly was almost powerless to fight back. The danger of hanging on the line made his palms sweat; but just a momentary breath, Renly successfully reversed the situation. After regaining the supreme territory, a few neat, daring and domineering moves were immediately overwhelmed.

The gripping sparring process is completely eye-catching, and in a trance, people actually forget which part is the design of the martial arts instructor, and which part is the instinct/response of the two people, the duel between Dominic and Hobbs, derived from When they arrived at Fan and Ren Li, both of them were bleeding. Ren Li's cheekbones, Fan's browbones, hot blood smeared on their cheeks, and the viscous liquid gave off a disgusting fishy smell. The brilliant spark seemed to be enough to burn both of them.

Fan only felt that the strength of the body was taken away bit by bit. When the center of gravity of the feet was unstable, the strength of the waist and abdomen would not come out. But Fan will not give up, and will never give up easily, Renly Hall, this handsome but creamy boy, looks like a flashy vase, how could he possibly lose to the opponent? How could he be so embarrassed? How could he be powerless to resist?

Before the anger burned, Fan struggled to stand up and subconsciously swung his right fist, but it was as soft as noodles, without any strength at all, Ren Li just flicked back, raised his left foot, and slammed it sharply. He kicked the back of Fan's right knee.

The thunderous calf slammed into Fan's bone with a crisp sound, and then Fan fell to his knees in embarrassment. The severe pain swept over him and pinched Fan firmly. His throat was suffocated in an instant, and he knelt on the ground with a flushed face. Even though all the cells in his body were sounding an alarm, he still couldn't move, not even a finger.

He is like fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

This kind of fear made Fan Jie split, his pupils began to vibrate violently, the timidity of injury and the fear of death hit his heart, the whole brain was unable to respond effectively, and the strong suffocation felt as if both hands and feet were tied. It was like sinking into the bottom of the lake, and holding a boulder in his arms, even if he struggled hard, it was of no avail.

Fan had lost his resistance, Renly stepped forward, locked Fan's throat with his left hand, and started to force!

The instinct/ability to survive awakened the last energy in Fan's body. He raised his hands, grabbed Renly's arm, and tried to break it apart, hoping that he could use his absolute superiority to regain the disadvantage. But after losing the first chance, Renly had already taken the absolute initiative. No matter how hard Fan tried, his well-proportioned and sturdy arm was like a rock, completely unable to break apart.

The hot breath was spraying in disorder, and Renly's arms could clearly feel the rapid breathing that was beating like a wave. It was so hot that it almost ignited the skin. At this moment, Renly felt that his hands were holding a life. , it seems that as long as he twists slightly, this life will end on the fingertips, even more fragile than ants.

That feeling of being aloof, that feeling of mastering the power of life and death, rampaged in the chest, making the whole person lift up in the air, as if standing on the top of the world, even Jesus Christ was prostrate at his feet. However, the fear and confusion of "Eugene Sledge" was like a cold current, moving in the blood vessels, and the fingertips of both hands began to be penetrated by blood little by little, as if the whole person was being eaten away.

It's not him.

Renly still gritted his teeth, but his violent eyes regained a trace of clarity. He is Hobbs, he can be an FBI agent, he can be the boss who protects his brother, he can be a law enforcement officer who fights crime without mercy, but he is not an executioner, let alone a killer. Trials and executions are not his job, arresting criminals is, no more, no less.

His eyes became firm again.

Looking up, he saw the other FBI agents occupying the base, Mia and Brian were surrounded, and he knew that the situation was under control. This time, he won't make the same mistakes again, he won't let the tiger go back to the mountain like he did in the parking lot before!

But at this moment of distraction, Fan found a gap where his strength was slack, kicked his legs on the ground, slammed back, pushed Renly back, and finally hit the wall. One shot, another shot, Renly's arm was forced to unload, and Fan broke free, turned around, and focused his fire on the attack.

The right fist, the right elbow, the left fist, the right fist, the left elbow, the right knee, the left fist... A series of consecutive blows once again plunged Renly into a dizzy state.

However, Fan was suffocated for two seconds just now, and his strength was not fully recovered, and the blow was far less powerful than before. Renly quickly regained his footing, rushed forward, hugged Fan's waist, and rushed forward bravely. The two of them broke through the glass window and flew into the tool table. The scene was messy.

These are specially made by the props group, not as hard as the actual items, but even so, the material is still real, just loosened the nails and screws at the joints. Renly felt as if he had been punched three hundred and sixty-five all over his body. After the pain and bruising reached the extreme, he lost contact and did not respond.

"Dom!" Mia rushed up and shouted loudly. The FBI agents all rushed up and aimed at Dominic with their gun barrels, but Hobbs sat up straight, occupying the commanding heights, with a hoarse voice He shouted, "Back off! Leave it to me!" Then, his fist slammed down like a storm, one blow, one more blow.

The powerful fist smashed the fan

Dizziness, blood flowed from the split brows, and even blurred the whole face. It looked really ferocious and terrifying. The sound of "puff, puff, puff" kept echoing in his mind, as if the watermelon was smashed, crisp but refreshing. The dull, contradictory sense of conflict makes one feel like something is cracking.

Fan held his breath, gritted his teeth, raised his hands, and pressed Renly's fists. In the head-to-head confrontation, Fan still had the upper hand. Even though Renly threw his punches condescendingly, it was only a tie, but after Renly's momentum was hindered, the rhythm suddenly stagnated.

Just this brief moment.

Fan pushed back with both hands and successfully overturned Ren Li. He flipped on top and slammed his fist down, but the force was not enough; Ren Li avoided it again, hitting Fan's weak abdomen with his left fist, and rolled over. , regained the upper hand, his fist didn't have time to open, he swung it directly, although it hit Fan's cheek accurately, but the force was far from enough, instead, Fan grabbed his right hand and broke it with force, the pain that almost broke even though Grinning his teeth was unbearable; once again, Fan flipped to the top again.

But Ren Li didn't wait for Fan to make a move this time. His legs curled up, as if they were compressed to the extreme, and he kicked Fan's stomach, breaking the fight between the two and rolling out.

With an iron wrench in his hand, Renly didn't have time to think about it, he picked it up, and slammed it down on Fan's head. However, at a critical juncture, Renly maintained a sense of reason, aimed at the wrong position, and swung it down, but between the lightning and flint, the reaction was not timely at all. With at least two palms remaining, it smashed onto the iron plate.

The anti-vibration force of the iron plate made Ren Li's wrists a little numb, his body lost his center of gravity, and he fell directly to the ground.

Taking advantage of this gap, Fan used both hands and feet to climb onto Ren Li's body again, and slammed down with a fist. Although Ren Li blocked it with both hands, his hands were already out of strength at this time, and he couldn't stop Fan's powerful momentum at all. He opened up, and then Fan slammed down again, hitting Ren Li's cheek with great force, and the violent sound of teeth and bones colliding made his whole body start to tremble.

Fan picked up the iron wrench next to him, but his palm was in severe pain, and his fingertips kept shaking. Embarrassment, shame, humiliation, and countless emotions were rampant in his chest, and the voice in his brain was roaring, "Smash it! Smash it! Smash it!" And his eyes were aimed at Renly's temple, and he couldn't move at all.

As long as you smash it down, things will be over!

"Smash! Smash! Smash!" The shouting in his mind became louder and fiercer, Fan's eyes began to turn red, and his reason had been burnt out. Since Telluride, he didn't like the face in front of him, it was disgusting, and now he finally won't fight anymore, as long as he smashes it, everything will end. "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Danger.

All the hairs on Renly's body stood on end. He really smelled the breath of death. At the critical moment, the deep feeling in his heart was not fear, but calm. He has already died once, and he knows what the end of death is, so he will not be afraid, let alone cowardly.

Ren Li turned his head, blood flowed into his eyes, and his cheeks were slightly swollen. He knew that he was embarrassed now, but looking at Fan in front of him, he knew that Fan was even more embarrassed. The bald head was covered with blood, and the opening at the end of the eyebrow was cracked. The pink tender meat was turned over, and the big blood dripped directly down, and the dust and blood on the face were mixed together. Looks like a lost dog.

Ren Li ignored the stinging pain in his eyes, widened his pupils, and stared at Fan stubbornly.

At this moment, he felt the breath of death, but also felt the fear of Fan. He knew that Fan did not dare to start. Murder is not that simple, just like "Eugene Sledge" killed for the first time on the battlefield, no matter whether his hands are bloody or not, what he brings after killing is not pleasure, but nausea, and fear.

Seeing Fan's stern expression, Ren Li just thought it was ridiculous, as if Fan, who was holding a wrench and controlling life and death, was like a clown. Self-proclaimed tough guy, self-proclaimed strong, self-proclaimed domineering, but deep down, Fan is just a little girl in a pink tutu. As a result, the corner of Renly's mouth drew a shallow arc.

It was this shallow, small, slight arc that was reflected in Fan's eyes, and the sense of shame instantly jumped from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, burning all his sanity, and then he dropped the wrench. 8

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