The crazy man showed an expression of surprise on his face, and even his eyes were protruding from surprise. [Free Search Novel Free Download Novel] He lowered his head and looked blankly at the fist that pierced his body, revealing the last look of his life: surprise.

He was surprised how the fist could penetrate his body directly, he was surprised what kind of power and speed this fist had, and he was even more surprised that the owner of the fist was so powerful that he was still here...

"Squeak squeak..."

The fist slowly pulled out of the madman's body, and the madman whose lumbar bone was directly broken by a punch even made a sound, and he fell heavily to the ground. His sudden eyes still exuded a strong surprise, and he couldn't believe it was true until he died.

"Haha, I recently watched a movie called "The King of Power". I thought the male protagonist's fist was very cool, so I learned it. Don't point a gun at me, it will make me feel very uncomfortable. What do you think, Xiao Yuanchao?"

The owner of the fist showed a beautiful smile, took out a piece of cloth, and gently wiped the blood from the fist.

"Zhao Ziyang!" Xiao Yuanchao called out the name of the master of fist and slowly lowered his pistol.

The person who came was Zhao Ziyang, who had only met with one meeting, the former special forces soldier of the country, and the current mercenary. The professional soldier who clinked glasses with him and told him that he would never be able to go home.

"On the battlefield, human nature really doesn't matter. When you take human nature to your heart, the animal side will be covered up, and then..." Zhao Ziyang walked to Xiao Yuanchao and stretched out a hand to smile at him, "But I like human nature. The coexistence of human nature and animal nature is the real human nature."

Xiao Yuanchao stared at Zhao Ziyang for a long time before then stretched out his hand to the other party and asked the other party to pull him up.

It is obvious that the other party has no malice at all. If there is malice, he will definitely kill himself. Moreover, Xiao Yuanchao believes that those who can penetrate the living body with one punch can definitely become the real king here.

This is not something that ordinary strength can achieve, but an absolutely perverted strength. With this strength, you don’t care whether you can enter Kangba. With this strength, Kangba Temple has long lost its attraction to them.

Don’t think that it’s easy to pierce the body with a fist, but it’s actually so difficult that it’s unimaginable. The muscles, bones, blood of the human body can even block the pistol bullet, let alone a flat fist?

A punch penetrates a living person's body, and its speed and power are simply horrifying. This power and speed have long exceeded the limit of the human body. It will condense into a punch, also condense into a leg, and also condense into any movement completed by the body.

When Xiao Yuanchao knew that when the food stalls were in the past, what Zhao Ziyang said to him was not nonsense, nor was he said casually. Such a person should be considered a super strong man, right? He should be even stronger than Yue Zilong!

"Thank you." Xiao Yuanchao thanked and stretched out his right hand to hold the wound on his left shoulder.

The knife that pierced the wound was still stuck inside. It was not that he didn't want to take it out, but that if he took it out rashly, it would be very likely that the entire left arm would be ruined. Another point is that taking it out will cause a lot of blood loss, so it would be better to let it stay in it safely.

"No need to thank you, actually I did it on purpose." Zhao Ziyang smiled and said, "From the beginning, I was in the valley, and I was the first person to come in. After coming in, I did nothing else, just stared at you. When this madman walked towards this side, I could kill him or remind you, but I didn't do that, but saved your life at the last moment. But I saved your life not to ask you to say thank you to me, but to make you owe me a favor."

Zhao Ziyang looked at Xiao Yuanchao with a smile, and his words were quite straightforward, without any implicitness or concealment. He did not come to participate in the battle between ten thousand people, but went all the way to find Xiao Yuanchao, waiting for the opportunity, and saving the other party's life at the most critical moment, so that he would owe him a favor.

It's too direct and too obscene, and it can even make people feel disgusted and completely wipe out the feeling of gratitude.

But Xiao Yuanchao likes Zhao Ziyang's way very much, not only does he like it, but also very much.

This kind of direct behavior makes you owe him a favor, which is much better than taking favors. In this way, favors are no longer favors, but a fair deal: I will help you once, and you have to help me once.

"When I pay you back, you will give me the thank you." Xiao Yuanchao let out a sigh and said to Zhao Ziyang: "I'm doing me a favor, but I won't pay you back this."

Xiao Yuanchao pointed to the knife inserted into his shoulder, asking Zhao Ziyang to help him solve this headache.

Zhao Ziyang nodded with a smile, picked up the Nepalese scimitar on the ground, pinched the exposed blade with one hand, and waved the knife with the other hand to cut it down.

"Swoosh!"

"Clam!"

The blade exposed to the surface of the body was cut off easily, and the speed and strength of lifting lightly completely suffocated Xiao Yuanchao.

But what was suffocating for was definitely not speed and strength, but the free and easy lifting of weight. Xiao Yuanchao clearly felt that Zhao Ziyang's speed and strength were not much stronger than him, but the use of the other party's tricks was definitely not comparable to that of him.

"Clam!"

Another knife was cut off, and the handle of the knife behind it was also cut off, allowing Xiao Yuanchao to be freed. Although half of the blade remained in his body, this residue had become very relaxed. And his left arm could still move, proving that the knife that was temporarily left in his body did not destroy the nerves.

"You are very lucky." Zhao Ziyang handed the Nepalese scimitar to Xiao Yuanchao.

"Yes, I'm really lucky." Xiao Yuanchao smiled and said to Zhao Ziyang: "I owe you a favor, tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Assassinate Bush!" Zhao Ziyang stared at Xiao Yuanchao's eyes.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Yuanchao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Stop playing tricks on me..."

"Hey, how do you know I'm playing tricks on you? Hahaha..." Zhao Ziyang laughed, patted Xiao Yuanchao on the shoulder, and suddenly said extremely serious: "Xiao Yuanchao, if one day I need your help when I go home, I want your help!"

This is Zhao Ziyang's purpose of asking for favors, as Xiao Yuanchao guessed: in the food stall, what he said to Xiao Yuanchao was not casual nonsense.

"If possible, I will." Xiao Yuanchao nodded vigorously.

He made a promise to Zhao Ziyang, no matter whether the other party had a motive or something, at least his life was saved by the other party.

"I'm looking forward to it because..." Zhao Ziyang's eyes showed an incomparable yearning, and also mixed with indescribable melancholy, and he whispered: "I just want to go home, I just want to..."

"Press the little female soldier from Hospital 25 onto the hospital bed?" Xiao Yuanchao joked.

"Hahahaha... That's right, that's the first thing I did when I went home, hahahaha..."
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