The Special Forces King In The Mountain Village

This light and fluffy fist.

Li Ling felt that she could dodge it, and the strength was almost as strong as Rao's tickle.

What's the use of hitting it?

She suddenly said nervously: "Yan Fei, hurry up and get out of the way..."

Yan Fei didn't seem to hear, and stood there with her eyes closed and her teeth gritted.

"Ruined."

Li Ling's heart tightened, and she hated Ye Qiu in her heart, asking Yan Fei to deal with an oriental man who knew judo, wasn't this a joke?

The faces of the others also changed slightly, and they exclaimed.

That oriental young man was also very skilled. Seeing Yan Fei's weak fist, a contemptuous smile appeared on his face. He could dodge this kind of fist in a flash...

Just when this idea just appeared in his mind, he suddenly felt a pain in his foot.

"what?"

Then the oriental youth's legs went limp, his body swayed, his feet fell in love with each other immediately, and then he watched his body fall forward in shock.

He watched Yan Fei's small fist magnify in front of him alive.

After a while, there was a pop.

His face came into close contact with Yan Fei's fist, and because of the big rush just now, his nose bleeds, and then he fell to the ground without any movement.

Li Ling opened her mouth, and suddenly petrified. The words in her mouth that reminded Yan Fei to be careful were swallowed back into her stomach.

What's the situation?

Could it be that Yan Fei actually knows kung fu?

This is actually the legendary "Automatic Death Fist" that has been lost in the Jianghu?

Li Ling was a bit messy, and Yan Fei was lucky too.

Wu Fei, Li Lin and the others also opened their mouths and were speechless for a long time. This is too speechless, so they couldn't help discussing in a low voice: "Coincidence?"

"It should be. I think this Oriental man's foot is not stable, as if he fell down."

"Yes, the footsteps are sloppy, maybe it's a kidney deficiency."

Several people nodded their heads, speaking in earnest.

Wu Fei was speechless, his feet were swollen, and he was unsteady when he got off work? Just now he could see that this oriental young man's foot was still very stable, but suddenly he tripped over him.

"It shouldn't be, coincidence?" Wu Fei was puzzled.

Yan Fei waited for a long time but didn't feel anything, then she couldn't help but opened her eyes and saw the oriental youth prostrated under her pomegranate skirt.

"Here, why did he fall down?"

Yan Fei couldn't help being astonished.

"You knocked me down." Ye Qiu said with a smile, then looked at the Dongyang man opposite him, "Next."

"Noguchi is too embarrassing for us Orientals."

The group of Orientals only felt their faces were hot, and they felt so ashamed that they tripped themselves as soon as they got up.

"let me try!"

The other young man stood up and looked at Yan Fei greedily. In his heart, he didn't pay attention to what happened to his companion just now, and only thought that Yan Fei was lucky.

Yan Fei's heart tightened immediately. To be honest, she didn't know what happened just now, and she still hadn't reacted yet. Seeing another person coming at this time, she was still a little flustered.

The young man who came out this time was more cautious, instead of rushing over, he walked over step by step.

In his opinion, one move is enough to deal with a woman.

Walking in front of Yan Fei, looking at the uneven figure covered by the shirt, the young man licked his lips and sneered: "It's not easy to deal with a woman..."

Then, his face froze, and he was suddenly speechless.

The body also stood there motionless.

At this time, Yan Fei felt that he was approaching, and then she gritted her teeth and straightened her feet without raising her head.

Today she was wearing a pair of dark green high heels, even if she had to climb a mountain for shooting, she never changed them.

Even if Yan Fei is a woman, the strength of this kick is not very strong, but it is the most vulnerable part of a man's body, and it can't bear any strength, let alone the toe of the high heels.

That is definitely the rhythm of eunuchs!

Slap!

There was a faint sound of something breaking, which made every man present feel a chill in his heart, and suddenly felt that it was chilly down there.

The oriental young man, whose body could continue to move at this time, suddenly wailed, and then fell to his knees with his legs clamped, with snot and tears coming out, lying on the ground for a long time unable to extricate himself.

"This is, the legendary "Automatic Death Feet", isn't it "Automatic Eunuch Feet"?" Li Ling gasped, could it be that Yan Fei really possessed special skills.

Wu Fei and the others also looked petrified.

"What's going on?"

"He just stopped there by himself?"

"Could it be that senior sister Yan Fei is really a hidden martial arts master?"

A group of people were shocked.

"I, won again?"

Yan Fei looked up, and was immediately shocked.

Seeing that the shock on her face didn't look like a fake, Wu Fei and the others were all sweating, as if Yan Fei herself didn't know, what's going on?

"Next."

Ye Qiu's voice was quiet.

The group of Orientals felt that their scalps were numb. One of them was fine before, but now two of them gave away their heads for no apparent reason, which made them also feel that something was wrong.

Ye Qiu looked around and said with a sneer, "Why, are you all so courageous?"

"Why should we listen to you?" An oriental man shouted, hiding behind a group of people who didn't know who said it.

But these words aroused the impulse of these Orientals: "Yes, you also injured our companions. Sure enough, you Chinese are all barbarians."

"We want to expose this matter internationally, so that the whole world can see what a barbaric country China is!"

"Yes, Huaxia needs to give us an explanation!"

When a group of people thought of their identity as "foreigners", they suddenly gained confidence.

This identity, after so many years of propaganda and control by some media, may be quite fearful or even fearful to ordinary people.

But to Ye Qiu, this kind of threat is like a child scolding someone, it doesn't hurt.

Ye Qiu said indifferently: "No one wants to come up, so I will do it myself."

silence!

The group of Orientals were silent.

Seeing Ye Qiu's methods just now, if they were to match up, just thinking about it now would make their scalps tingle.

And this is simply a threat. Facing this threat, they have no room to resist.

With this devil?

Or match up with that woman?

The choice is as easy as it is painful.

Ten minutes later, looking at the Dongyang people lying on the ground, Yan Fei looked down at her fists and was stunned.

Li Ling excitedly said to the people next to her, "How about it, are you taking pictures?"

"It's all done!" "That's okay." Li Ling ran towards Yan Fei and said excitedly, "Yan Fei, I didn't expect you to be so powerful. The punches and kicks just now looked soft, but You must be showing weakness to the enemy, right? Could it be that your kung fu is the legendary "Automatic Death Fist"? And...

..."

Yan Fei looked at Li Ling in bewilderment, "I'm so powerful, but I also possess special skills? Why don't I know it myself?