A Hong Kong drama that started with zombies

Chapter 172 Thanks to the old iron for the baseball bat
Xiao Zhang's pupils are still the color of a normal person, and his breathing is very steady and long, just like an ordinary person walking.

But the increasingly terrified eyes of the men in black around him proved that he was not taking a walk.

When all attributes such as speed, strength, reaction, etc. completely surpassed this group of 'ordinary' men in black, the advantage of numbers became their disadvantage instead.

Xiao Zhang is even in a posture with his hands on his back now.

When it is not moving, it is like walking in a garden; when it is moving, it is like a violent storm.

He only has legs in his eyes!
Stand still in the center of the crowd with the brightest spotlight, and wait for the men in black with broken legs to be taken away.

Then it turned into thunder and lightning.

Obviously, he promised to use the Shaolin Dali King Kong legs only to play football, but at this time he used them like a whirlwind.

The white shirt and black trousers made Xiao Zhang's afterimage dragged in black and white. As the shadows of his legs flew around, there was a continuous clicking sound, and one after another, men in black screamed and fell down hugging their legs.

Until now, no baseball bat could hit him.

But the fallen men in black were close to a hundred.

Under the spotlight, there were nearly [-] fewer people in black than there were thousands of people, which is enough to show how big the difference in the momentum of the two sides has become.

"Throw him, fuck him, throw him for me."

Fan Jiangjiao, holding Xiao Zhang's suit jacket steadily, kept jumping behind the crowd and looked towards the center of the crowd. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and Xiao Zhang was unharmed.

Not only did the white shirt on the upper body not crack, it didn't even have the slightest wrinkle, so he couldn't help but command again.

"If you can't hit him, then throw him for me. Did you hear that, you bunch of trash..."

When Fan Jiangjiao was in hysteria, he subconsciously wanted to throw away the obstructive coat in his hand, but just when he raised his hand, he suddenly clenched it.

He dare not throw it.

At least until Xiao Zhang fell, he didn't dare to throw away the coat.

The clenched hands were even slightly loosened, for fear that his strength would wrinkle the clothes.

After all, he is also a master of dark energy, if he hits ordinary people, he can hit dozens of them by himself, and his strength is really not small.

No one paid attention to Fan Jiangjiao's inner struggle. After getting his reminder, those people in black around Xiao Zhang finally came to their senses.

Theoretically speaking, throwing a baseball bat can cause more damage than holding it in your hand and swinging it with all your might.

But if you can't hit the opponent in your hand, don't you throw it away and keep it as a decoration?

call out.

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

The first baseball bat flipped in the air and hit Xiao Zhang. This is a man in black who has already practiced his strength. When he threw the baseball bat, his waving arms exploded in the air with a crisp sound.

If it were an ordinary person who was hit by the hit, it would at least be a bloody head and a mild concussion.

However, when the baseball bat flying extremely fast was about to hit Xiao Zhang, there was a strange pause in the air, and then the kinetic energy carried by it seemed to disappear suddenly, and it naturally fell to the ground under the action of gravity.

Master Ming Jin couldn't see why.

The master of dark energy hidden among the men in black could barely see that the moment the baseball bat approached, Xiao Zhang stretched out his right hand on his back.

It's like flicking your fingers, or reaching out to press.

I couldn't see the movements of Xiao Zhang's hand at all, and Xiao Zhang's right hand was already on his back to stretch out his hand again, just like before.

But the power on the baseball bat has been completely removed.

There is nothing redundant, otherwise the baseball bat would not fall to the ground naturally, but because it was bounced off.

This kind of control over power, as well as Xiao Zhang's kung fu, made Xiao Ran, who was hidden among the men in black, finally look shocked.

It is not terrible to be able to practice kung fu horizontally, and it is not terrible to have the strength of alchemy, but to be able to have this level of control and judgment is truly unique.

This man...is very handsome.

Xiao Ran licked her scarlet lips, her heart was full of excitement, because she wanted to kill such a strong and handsome man.

Just thinking about it makes my whole body tremble uncontrollably.

That baseball bat didn't achieve its goal, but it made a head start, and a dozen baseball bats were thrown towards Xiao Zhang almost at the same time.

Because the people in black who threw the baseball bats were not equal in strength, the speed of the baseball bats also varied.

But this kind of speed is only for masters. If ordinary people are present, it is impossible to tell which one will hit him first, which one will not hit him, and which one will hit him in mid-air.

Xiao Zhang can clearly distinguish it.

It is even possible to calculate more information based on the control over power.

The achievements of these two kung fu skills, the golden bell cover iron cloth shirt and iron sand palm, allow Xiao Zhang's hands to ignore cold weapons such as swords and swords. He does not need his own talent of copper skin and iron bones at all.

The fourth junior brother's ghost capture hand not only gave him the moves to fight with both hands, but also allowed his hands to have a speed that ordinary people could not match.

The name of Sixth Junior Brother's Science Lightness Kungfu sounds a bit inconsistent with other martial arts, but it is really easy to use.

The trembling of the muscles, bones, and even flesh and blood of the arms and hands made Xiao Zhang's speed even faster, combined with the just started ghost capture hands.

The white afterimage produced by wearing a white shirt drew a slightly mysterious pattern around his body.

Jingle bells, jingle bells...

The collision between the palm made of flesh and blood and the baseball bat made of metal made the sound of gold and iron clanging.

More than a dozen baseball bats that fell on Xiao Zhang flew a distance of three to five meters in a very short time, and all fell to the ground, and none of them could hit Xiao Zhang's body.

This is a picture that people with low vision can see.

Relatively sharp eyesight, such as Xiao Ran and Anjin masters, can see that not all of those baseball bats were shot down by Xiao Zhang with both hands.

After a baseball bat withstood the force of Xiao Zhang's palm, it did not directly stagnate in the air as before, and then fell to the ground naturally.

This is not because Xiao Zhang made a mistake in judging and controlling the strength, but because Xiao Zhang's purpose is not like this.

The forward force disappeared in an instant, and the force to the side and rear was wrapped around the baseball bat.

Then, while flying upside down, it hit two baseball bats in a row, and the result was that the three baseball bats fell to the ground at the same time, making a loud clang.

So scary?
Before the thought of shock came into being, those people in black who hadn't figured out the situation had already thrown out the second round of baseball bats.

The same is a dozen.

These men in black are indeed the elite younger brothers of the Ma family. After receiving instructions on how to fight, the men in black in the front row threw out baseball bats, turned around and began to retreat.

The people in the second row did not follow closely, but stood still and threw the baseball bat with all their strength.

The area of ​​the encirclement suddenly increased, and the diameter of the central area was elongated. At the same time, Xiao Zhang could be seen, and the number of men in black who could throw baseball bats at Xiao Zhang also became more than before.

Jingle bells, jingle bells...

The dozen or so baseball bats in the second round did not have any accidents, and all of them continued the fate of those in the first round, naturally falling to the ground and making continuous bangs.

The third round of the baseball bat hit again.

This time there are more than 30 roots.

"That's it, that's it, kill me..."

Fan Jiangjiao kept bouncing and bouncing on the spot, but the clamoring voice in his mouth suddenly stopped.

Because more than 30 baseball bats were shot down again.

Xiao Zhang, who was surrounded at the very center, had baseball bats all over the grass next to his body, but he was unscathed, and once again entered the state of carrying his hands on his back.

This is purely (forced).

Because the fourth round of the baseball bat has struck again, the period did not stop for too long, and it is necessary to make such a handsome gesture in a short interval, what is it not (forced)?
You fucking think you're a patriot?

While Fan Jiangjiao was shocked, the strength of holding the clothes in his hands became more and more stable.

Because of the successful coercion, there should be no more parentheses on the coercion to say that people pretend, but a word "ox" should be added in front of the coercion.

More than 100 baseball bats, like the more than 100 men in black before, none of them could hit Xiao Zhang, and the subsequent men in black didn't know whether they should throw it away.

If you can't make meritorious deeds, then throw all the weapons out, how should you fight in a while?
In an instant, they knew that they shouldn't think about this issue anymore, because Xiao Zhang was never a person who just took beatings and didn't fight back.

Even if he didn't get a real beating.

Picking up on the toes, a baseball bat soared into the air.

Xiao Zhang, with his hands on his back, recalled the training he had received on the football field a few days ago. His muscle memory preceded the instructions from his brain, and he made a forward movement of volleying.

Fifth Junior Brother, I remember you said that the vajra legs must be used to kick the ball.

But you didn't say it was only for football.

Baseball counts as a ball, too.

Then kicking a baseball bat is naturally considered playing football.

Clang.

The baseball bat that just stopped in front of Xiao Zhang's legs spun like a spinning fan, and blasted towards the man in black in one direction while maintaining a height of one foot off the ground.

Don't wait for one hit to make a contribution.

Xiao Zhang picked up another baseball bat on his toes, and wanted to cheer in his heart: Thank you for the baseball bat that Lao Tie sent.

(End of this chapter)