Hong Kong Island King Fried

Chapter 39: Survive for 3 minutes and let you live.

Two o'clock in the morning,

Tsing Yi Bridge.

The sea-crossing bridge has not been built for a long time. It spans the Rambler Channel with a total length of 610 meters and a distance of 26 meters from the sea. It is divided into two-way four-lane lanes and connects Kwai Chung and Tsing Yi.
There is no sky above, no ground below, open on all sides, no large bunkers, only two sentry boxes at the front and back that can only accommodate one or two people. Standing on the bridge, you can see all around clearly, and it is impossible to ambush too much manpower,

If it doesn't work, you can just jump to Haibo to make a living.

It was already late at night, and there was almost no vehicle traffic on the entire bridge. The sea breeze blew by, making it seem extraordinarily peaceful.

On two sections of the bridge, two people wearing bridge management uniforms were dozing off with their heads down.

A short, strong figure, dragging a lame leg, slowly appeared from across the bridge.

Lin Jiajun threw the cigarette on the ground and stamped it out, slowly took out the gun and handcuffs, put the gun on the concrete pier in the middle of the bridge, and then threw the handcuffs across the air.

"I didn't expect that you would really come. If you surrender now, I'll count you as turning yourself in. How about it?"

With a soft bang, the handcuffs fell directly on the ground in front of Feng Yuxiu.

But he didn't even look at it, but tilted his head slightly nervously, narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Jiajun, his eyes flickering with evil and lust.

"The ancients said that after learning martial arts, you sell it to the emperor's family. The last time we fought, I didn't have enough fun. I would like to know, how high is your level as a master who has been sold to the emperor's family?"

After finishing speaking, he clenched his fists with both hands in a very ritualistic manner, and said word by word in an extremely serious tone:
"I am entrusting Yuxiu with the foundation of Taiji and Baji, delving into Taoist classics, creating his own martial arts, and I am here to ask for advice. Today, we will decide whether we are superior or not, and we will decide whether to live or die!"

Villains often die because of talking too much, but Feng Yuxiu is not such a person. As soon as he finished speaking, he bent his legs slightly and exerted his strength suddenly.

The sneakers under his feet seemed to be unable to withstand the strong force, and a slight depression visible to the naked eye occurred.

The whole person is like a leopard, flying over two or three meters in the air,
With an eagle claw in one hand and a fist behind the other, he hit Lin Jiajun directly in the face.

Lin Jiajun took half a step back, with his middle finger protruding, he hit Feng Yuxiuying's wrist directly.
Before he could be pecked, Lin Jiajun's knees had already been raised heavily and struck directly at Feng Yuxiu's lower body. Feng Yuxiu pressed his palms and used the force of the former's knees to flexibly move backwards.

Snapped!
In the flash, the two had already fought once.

"Ding dong..."

A prompt came from the system. Fight the target character Feng Yuxiu with a move, and you will be rewarded with 1 point of military killing fist proficiency.

Unexpectedly, in the actual combat of life and death, the proficiency of boxing skills can be improved. Lin Jiajun's heart moved, and he did not turn on the special effect of "Peerless Master" for the time being.

Subconsciously, he took a big step forward, landed on the ground, his elbow was like a hammer, hitting Feng Yuxiu's chest,

This move was powerful, Feng Yuxiu dodged half a step back, and let go of most of his strength. When the elbow strike had become the last chance, he dragged his palms from bottom to top, making a posture of supporting the sky, and went to the sky. Remove Lin Jiajun's forearm joint,

As soon as his hand touched Lin Jiajun's arm, he felt that the opponent's arm was extremely powerful, like pouring steel, and he didn't move at all. Instead, he pressed down fiercely with the momentum of his body sinking.

Feng Yuxiu was born with a disability. Although he studied hard the day after tomorrow and used his strength to make up for the weakness of his lame leg, this lame leg is one of his weaknesses. become very obvious and deadly.

Being pressed down by Lin Jiajun Taishan, both his legs were under pressure at the same time, the lame leg obviously couldn't support it first, and bent down,

Immediately after, he was kicked in the chest, rolled backwards a few times, and a carp stood up straight.

"Happy! Come again!"

……

At the checkpoint at the entrance of the bridge, Zhang Zhiyi, the G4 inspector dressed as an administrator, pretended to be dozing off, his eyes under the brim of his hat were lowered, but he kept staring at the battle situation in the distance.

"Ah Feng, can you make it work?"

In the small sentry box, Zhang Zhiyi's confidant, Ah Feng, curled up on the ground in a strange posture, holding a temporarily transferred M4 rifle, aiming outward from the small hole dug temporarily under the sentry box.

"The two are moving too fast, and the space here is narrow, so it's hard to aim!"

"It doesn't matter, as long as Ah Jun's life can be saved at the critical moment, if he runs backwards, shoot!"

"Understood. But Brother Yi, this Police Officer Lin is really good at it. It looks like he is making a martial arts movie, as if Huang Feihong is reborn. Are you sure he is really catching thieves, not tricking us into making a movie? of?" Ah Feng asked.

"Yeah, I was also surprised. I didn't expect this guy to hide such a trick behind his back. I didn't know about it for so many years, brother. It's really treacherous!"

Zhang Zhiyi thought for a while, and ordered in a low voice: "Don't tell anyone what happened today, especially your sister-in-law!"

"Don't worry, Brother Yi, I'm not stupid. Officer Lin is such a handsome boy. If word spreads that his skills are so good, wouldn't all the beautiful girls in the world be spoiled by him alone?!"

……

……

In the time it took to speak, Lin Jiajun and Feng Yuxiu had already done more than a dozen moves,
After Feng Yuxiu was kicked by Lin Jiajun, his whole body seemed to be beaten with chicken blood. His hands and feet seemed to be equipped with motors, and he fought back like a storm.
Lin Jiajun's chest and shoulders were hit successively. The shirt on his shoulders was scratched and a large piece of flesh was scratched, bleeding profusely.

"Enjoyable! Enjoyable!"

Feng Yuxiu's expression was almost insane, his fists and kicks were getting faster and faster, it was almost impossible to see him punching, and there was a series of crisp sounds in the air,
"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"You are too slow! Too slow!"

There was another muffled slap, and Lin Jiajun was punched in the chest, and he slid back two or three meters from the beating.

"The number one master of the Royal Police, indeed he has some skills, but unfortunately it's not enough. He can only take thirty moves from me."

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Feng Yuxiu's mouth, his eyes seemed to be looking at a table of gluttonous dinner, and he limped closer to Lin Jiajun who was kneeling on one knee.

"It's 28 strokes."

Lin Jiajun supported the ground with one hand, slowly raised his head, and said word by word: "You and I will fight together, 28 moves."

His expression was very calm, without any panic of defeat.

The experience value of 28 points of military killing fist is actually not very important.

But through this actual combat, Lin Jiajun found out his current real fighting strength: if he fights with his life, he can beat a master like Feng Yuxiu in 28 strokes.

This level can surpass the vast majority of Hong Kong Island police, including the Flying Tigers and G4, and is close to the level of professional "martial arts professionals" such as Wang Zhe and Tan Jingyao Hongye.

If it's life-threatening, a martial artist like Hong Ye who cherishes his life may not be able to beat him.

"28 strokes?"

Feng Yuxiu's expression changed slightly, and his two eyebrows, as sharp as knives but messy, condensed unnaturally.

In the stormy confrontation just now, even he didn't have the energy to count exactly how many moves, how could the opponent count so clearly?
Is it possible that there is still some backup power left?
Thinking of this, he was not surprised but happy, raised his eyebrows, and rushed forward with a strange cry,
"Okay, I still feel like it's not enough, let's fight for another [-] rounds!"

The true nature of the martial arts idiot is clearly revealed.

The casserole-sized fist, with the sound of wind and thunder, hit Lin Jiajun's door like a meteorite falling from the sky.
The fist keeps zooming in and out of sight, and there are circles of thick calluses on the joints!

"It's really powerful! If you add some fire effects, you can almost become the protagonist in Huang Yulang's comic book!"

Lin Jiajun took a step forward, not dodging or dodging, his energy dropped from his Dantian, his waist fell to the ground, and he also punched out!
click!
The fists collided violently in the air!
Feng Yuxiu's expression changed dramatically, his pupils suddenly shrank,

With a scream, he was sent flying two or three meters away.

Just about to get up, he found that his right fist was shaking,
The wrist was actually broken by a punch.

"how is this possible?!"

Feng Yuxiu had a look of disbelief on his face, and the surprise in his heart was worse than the damage to his limbs.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Jiajun's martial arts level has completely improved, and he is completely different from just now.

Just like the magic method in martial arts novels that dismantles demons, it instantly boosts your skills.

But how could such a thing happen in reality?
Lin Jiajun shook his fist that might have been fractured due to the violent collision, hooked his fingers at him,
"The warm-up is over, the official start, if you can survive 3 minutes without falling down, I will let you live today."

Until now, the little baby's prompt just now was completely finished.

'Turn on the 'Peerless Master' mode,
Military Killing Fist is upgraded to mastery (118/500)

Obtain the special effect 'Must Kill', the martial arts power is greatly improved, and there is a certain chance of causing heavy damage to the opponent.

Bash damage trigger chance, affected by intelligence.

Ding dong... triggers critical hit damage.

Time remaining, 2 minutes 53 seconds'

　windy. .rainstorm. .It can be regarded as a forbidden word, this association is really convincing
　　
　
(End of this chapter)