"This is impossible!"

Li Weidong screamed in dismay.

This is a combat dagger specially created by the army. It is extremely sharp and will bleed if his hand is accidentally rubbed against it.

Now he stabbed through it with all his strength, but it was still a fragile place like his neck. How could he not even scratch his skin?

Li Weidong couldn't believe it.

He didn't believe in evil, so he raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed Han Hu's neck again.

Han Hu didn't hide, and stood there as if he was dealing with a pitiful ant, looking at him with pity.

"bite."

Another sound of metal and iron intersecting each other.

This time, not only did not pierce Han Hu's neck, but even the dagger in Li Weidong's hand made a gap under great force.

This time, Li Weidong was desperate and looked at Han Hu with a look of despair.

"roll!"

Han Hu waved his hand, and Li Weidong and his two men flew up like rags, and finally hit the ground hard, unconscious.

"Who else!"

Han Hu's imposing eyes swept across the crowd in the venue.

Everyone was silent and immersed in Han Hu's deterrence just now.

How is it possible? How can there be someone like Han Hu in the world who is invulnerable to swords and guns?

They couldn't believe it at all.

Su Zhen, Jiang, Lan, Licheng and others also changed their faces.

Although they knew that Han Hu was very powerful, they never expected that Han Hu could be invulnerable to swords and guns.

The famous captain of the Wolf Warrior Special Forces, Li Weidong, was even worse than a child in front of Han Hu.

Seeing that no one dared to stand up and resist him again, Han Hu was very proud.

"Haha, wouldn't it be better to be obedient as soon as possible? I have to do it with your grandpa."

He looked at Lin Haoran with a cat-like joke on his face, "Boy, I know what I know, just cut off my arms and legs by myself to avoid me from taking action."

"There is also the middle leg, and the middle leg cannot be spared." Zhang Chuanye said with a smirk.

He was very proud. You are awesome, don’t you take him seriously? Why don’t you talk now? Keep being awesome...

At this time, Mu Qingyu and the others were also desperate. Although Lin Haoran has always been synonymous with creating miracles in their hearts, they also lost confidence in the face of a monster like Han Hu who is invulnerable to swords and guns.

"Brother Lin, run away!"

Mu Qingyu directly blocked Lin Haoran.

Lan Ting and the others also stood up, "Han Hu, if you dare to hurt Brother Lin, we will not let you go even if we are ghosts."

"Tsk tsk, it's really a touching scene. It turns out that you all like this little white face." Han Hu said with a tsk in his mouth.

"But, it's fun to play like this!"

"Haha, yes, you must let this kid open his eyes and watch his woman be insulted, so that he knows that he is not as good as a fart and can't do anything." Zhang Chuanye smiled distortedly.

When he thought of Lin Haoran, who had embarrassed himself before, could only hide behind the woman and tremble, he trembled all over excitedly.

"You dare!"

Mu Qingyu and the others were trembling all over in fear.

"Of course I dare." Han Hu smiled lewdly, and suddenly attacked his hand, directly grabbing Mu Qingyu in front.

"Let's have an appetizer first, so that the old man can enjoy it first."

As he was about to touch Mu Qingyu, Mu Qingyu was already scared and his face turned pale.

Suddenly, a white palm stretched out and firmly grabbed Han Hu's wrist.

Han Hu looked at the white palm on his wrist in shock.

Who is it? How can this person keep up with his own speed?

He looked up.

When he found out that the owner of his palm was Lin Haoran, his pupils involuntarily shrank.

Is it him?

Han Hu did not take this seemingly pure from beginning to end, and Lin Haoran, who is definitely not a martial arts practitioner, seriously.

But unexpectedly, it was this person who he didn't care at all, and he grabbed his hand as soon as he took action.

"You have asked me if you dare to touch me?" Lin Haoran looked at Han Hu, whose face changed drastically.

"Cao, you are looking for death!" Han Hu was angry, making you lucky and caught me and I trembled once. I immediately let you know how to write the word "death".

He tried hard to swing his arm, and tried to slap Lin Haoran to the ground.

But he used his five-point force arm to twitch it, but it didn't pull it out.

I used eight-minute arm to twitch it, but it still didn't pull it out.

All the strength in his body was used, and the palm holding his wrist was still motionless.

"How is that possible?"

Han Hu, whose face was flushed, looked at Lin Haoran incredibly with his eyes.

With the power of his waving hand, he could not escape Lin Haoran's white palm holding him.

"Without a little harder, didn't you eat?" Lin Haoran looked dull.

"you……!"

Han Hu felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart, and his power could not even break the palm of this kid.

Even if he was stupid, he understood that Lin Haoran in front of him was not an ordinary person, and he was very likely to be a martial arts practitioner like him.

But, so what?

"Hmph, boy, I admit that you are stronger than me, but so what can you do?"

"What I am most powerful is my horizontal practice. I have been completely invulnerable to swords and guns. No matter how powerful you are, you can't hurt a single hair."

Han Hu smiled gloomyly on his face.

"And I still have a hand. As long as I rub you, you will vomit blood at the least, and die at the worst."

Although this kid's strength surprised him a little, it was nothing. What he was good at was not strength, but his horizontal practice.

Han Hu is very confident in his horizontal practice skills. Since he started practicing horizontal practice skills, no one has been able to break through his defenses.

Han Hu looked proud and wanted to mock the boy in front of him.

But suddenly, he screamed.

"ah!"

Han Hu was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he looked at the place where the pain came.

His wrist was held.

He was shocked to find that his proud and invulnerable body was as fragile as a piece of straw paper under Lin Haoran's white palm.

...

At this time, Lin Haoran's palm was just a little force.

The next moment, Han Hu's skin tightened and it was shrinking inward.

Under a creaking creaking sound that makes teeth sour.

Han Hu finally broke away from Lin Haoran's control. His golden wrist was actually directly grasped by Lin Haoran.

A bloody palm fell to the ground with a slight slap.

"ah!"

Han Hu covered his broken palm in pain and rolled on the ground all over the ground in pain.

"Is this your invulnerable horizontal practice?"
Chapter completed!