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Chapter 121 Murderer

For mercenaries, eight out of ten are good at gambling, and at least nine out of ten are very fond of free fighting, and combining these two together, few people can resist the temptation.

The current Azizia Barracks are a crater. Whoever jumps in can only wait for the moment when the volcano erupts. It is only a matter of time before Gaddafi's rule is shaky, and it is only a matter of time before the opposition is completely taken down. As one of the symbols of Gaddafi's rule, Azizia Barracks must be the top priority of the opposition's attack.

If there was no accident, the mercenaries who stayed in the Aziqiya barracks were waiting to die. Although there were a lot of money to be taken every day, the pessimistic prospects made the mercenaries in the Aziqiya barracks not see the possibility of spending money, so it would be normal to take out all their money and have a big bet to have a carnival in despair.

All the mercenaries were not lost, a total of 52 people, all gathered in a corner of the grass. Even the Libyan officers came over, waving the banknotes in their hands and shouting loudly in Arabic.

On a clearing in the crowd, a white man in his forties screamed excitedly.

"My guys, finally someone has challenged the perverted scumbag. We can continue our fighting competition again. Anyone can play and anyone can bet. Now let me introduce you to the perverted scumbag. Needless to say, you all know him. Let me ask this brave challenger, Hello guy, report your name."

Harris stood forward, and was about to speak with a proud look on his face. Li Jinfang, who was standing beside Harris, pulled Harris and shouted: "Toad, my name is Toad."

When Li Jinfang said something, he used English, but the word "Toad" was pronounced in Chinese.

"hama? Well, this hama man, he is going to challenge the murderer, let us wish him to kill the murderer, but given that this man is an unknown person, the odds are set to bet at one and five, come on, start betting, come on, if you guys, I'll bet on Hama, five times the odds."

"hama, kill the murderer, I think he is very upset!"

"Boy, kill the murderer, we support you."

After the gambling announced that it had begun to accept the bet, the mercenaries present verbally supported Li Jinfang. However, when they bet with the money they waved in their hands, they stood on the side of the murderer without exception, and no one was willing to bet the money on Li Jinfang.

Harris whispered to Li Jinfang beside him: "You should say your name is frog, you say toad, no one knows what it means."

Gao Yang gave Harris a blank look and whispered: "If you tell them that the toad is a frog, will the odds still be so high?"

Harris suddenly realized and immediately smiled and said, "That's right, it's so right. One loses five, haha, even if there is only one share, it will make a lot of money."

After saying that, Harris immediately shouted with two large stacks of banknotes: "I bet HAMA to win, damn it and remember it, I bet hama to win."

After changing the money in his hand to a piece of paper, Harris looked at it with a smile. At this moment, he saw more than a dozen Libyan officers shouting loudly in Arabic, and then the only few English-speaking officers exchanged the money for gambling for them.

Seeing Lieutenant Colonel Ibrahim making an excited bet, Harris frowned, walked to the lieutenant colonel, pulled the lieutenant colonel aside, and whispered: "Who do you bet to win?"

"Of course it's a murderer, what's wrong?"

Harris looked at no one beside him and whispered, "Listen to me, bet the money on our people, I promise you can win."

"But I've already bet for $20,000, but do you really have confidence that your people will win?"

"Of course, we are together, how could I harm you?"

"Okay, I'll put ten thousand yuan on your people. I hope your information is accurate. Damn it. I've been on the wrong side for a long time. I hope you don't let me down this time."

While Harris and Lieutenant Colonel were muttering, the murderer appeared. A white man in his thirties, about 1.8 meters tall, looked harmless with a silly smile on his face, and he didn't look like a pervert.

The murderer stood in the middle of the crowd, smiled and hooked his fingers at Li Jinfang. At this time, Gao Yang patted Li Jinfang on the shoulder and shouted: "Go, kill him."

Li Jinfang moved his neck and walked to the opposite side of the murderer. The two stood opposite each other. The murderer looked up and down at Li Jinfang, then smiled and said, "Japanese? Korean? Chinese?"

"Chinese!"

"Very good. You are from Chinese, so I will use Chinese Kung Fu to deal with you."

After the murderer smiled and said, he clasped his fists to Li Jinfang and saluted him in a very formal manner. After Li Jinfang was stunned, he also used the traditional etiquette of Chinese warriors to return the gift.

The polite murderer doesn't look like a pervert, which makes Li Jinfang feel a little confused about Harris's words. At this moment, the murderer slowly said: "I will kill you with Chinese Kung Fu, although I think Chinese Kung Fu is the most tragic fighting method I have learned."

Li Jinfang's face changed and he said, "Let's take action."

The murderer made a starting move of Wing Chun Fist, and quickly approached Li Jinfang with a small step. After shouting, he hit Li Jinfang's chest and abdomen with dazzling high speed. The speed was extremely fast, and the essence of the small thoughts in Wing Chun Fist was fully demonstrated.

Li Jinfang blocked his fists back and forth, but he was in a big way of opening and closing his fists. He suddenly faced the close-fitting Wing Chun fist, which was a little difficult to resist. He was soon given a gap by the murderer and punched heavily in the chest.

After being punched, Li Jinfang retreated violently and temporarily avoided the murderer's attack. However, although he was punched, Li Jinfang completely let go of his heart. Wing Chun Fist, which he could not even practice in the inch of strength, is that still called Wing Chun Fist? If he hits such a punch from a real Wing Chun Fist master, it will not only hurt.

Li Jinfang felt confident. After hooking his fingers provocatively at the murderer, the murderer shouted again. However, this time Li Jinfang took the lead and immediately hit him with a punch when the murderer approached a little.

In Chinese Kung Fu, there has never been a saying that boxing is the strongest. Which one is stronger and which one is weak depends on the level of the person being practiced. Li Jinfang has obtained the essence of Xingyiquan, and at best, the murderer has only practiced the superficiality of Wing Chun. The same sentence is still the same thing. Is Wing Chun, which can't even be able to inch strength, still called Wing Chun?

Li Jinfang's punch was like lightning. The murderer had no time to dodge, so he could only raise his fists to block it. After a light sound, the murderer who was hit by the left arm staggered back several steps before he stood still.

Instead of taking advantage of the victory, Li Jinfang stood there, shook his index finger with disdain and said, "You call Chinese Kung Fu? Don't embarrass us Chinese Kung Fu. You didn't hit Wing Chun like this, you call the three-legged cat scratching."

After the murderer waved his left hand a few times, he still said with a smile: "I told you that Chinese Kung Fu is the most trashy fighting skill I know. Now, I am going to use karate. I want to break your limbs and let you die in pain."

After roaring again, the murderer put on a karate aura. This time, Li Jinfang took the initiative to attack, but he made two punches and kicks, but he did not stand any advantage. The murderer no longer had a fixed move, which significantly increased his strength to a higher level.

In real fighting, it is impossible to fight with one move in the movie for half a day, and you can only see the difference between three punches and two kicks. Li Jinfang, who failed to hit the attack, immediately flashed to guard against the murderer's attack. The two of them carefully tried to attack each other, but they could not tell the outcome for a while.

The murderer is indeed Li Jinfang's even opponent. The two were temporarily in a stalemate, but Li Jinfang was confident that he could win the final victory because he found that the murderer did know many schools of martial arts, but the problem is that he couldn't eat too much. The murderer did not really practice any martial arts to achieve great success, nor did he integrate many martial arts.

At this time, everyone present was waving the gambling tickets in their hands and shouting wildly. Some were cheering for Li Jinfang, some cheering for the murderer, and Gao Yang and the others even shouted hoarsely, hoping that Li Jinfang could solve the murderer quickly.

Finally, the murderer launched another attack. After he swung his fists left and right, a high kick kicked Li Jinfang straight into the forehead. Li Jinfang was waiting for this opportunity. A short body kicked the murderer's support leg with a sweeping leg, swept it to the ground, and immediately stepped forward and stomped it.

Li Jinfang stomped his foot and fell into the dry air, but he was almost kicked to his chin by a big spin by the murderer on his head and feet. Li Jinfang had never seen such a martial art before and almost caught his head.

Harris shouted: "This is Capoeira in South America, be careful."

Li Jinfang didn't know what Capoeira was, and the murderer turned around on the ground and stood up again, jumped and said in a sinister way to Li Jinfang: "You are amazing. I will kill you and then eat your heart."

Li Jinfang was deceived by the appearance of the murderer, but after the murderer said he wanted to eat his heart, Li Jinfang raised his eyebrows and said nothing nonsense. He immediately stepped forward and punched him.

The murderer sideways avoided Li Jinfang's punch, immediately put his head down, and supported the ground with one arm in a very beautiful and handsome posture, and kicked towards Li Jinfang with his feet very quickly. He saw that Li Jinfang was not familiar with Capoeira and wanted to use the same trick again, but this time his move was useless to Li Jinfang.
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