Before Global Motorisation, I Bought a Heavy Truck

"Monk, look at that?"

Huang Quan yelled and attacked with his armed arms. Zhi Zhang was not rigid, and he stepped back in an orderly manner.

After a few rounds, Huang Quan didn't touch the corner of his clothes at all, but instead received a few punches on the body.

Even Ye Daying, who didn't understand fighting skills, could see that Zhizhang was indeed a master. He abused Huangquan with his skills, but his strength was not good.

As Huang Quan said before, I'm fine with ten punches against you, but you have to lie down as long as you hit one punch.

"Monk, can you do it!" Lin Qing urged, "We have to hurry."

There was a tight rush, Zhi Zhang gritted his teeth, no longer dodged, and took the initiative to attack Huang Quan, only to see that his feet were unpredictable, and his step was three consecutive kicks.

"Look at my life-threatening serial legs!"

"My leg, your uncle!" Huang Quan, who suffered a loss, would listen to him nowhere, his eyes fixed on the hand entwining the Buddhist beads.

"Boom boom!"

This time Zhizhang really hit his feet, and he bounced in the air with two feet, and when he landed and turned, he pulled out a whip leg again, and the air crackled.

Armed with arms, Huang Quan completely blocked the attack, and said with a smile: "It's useless to me."

After speaking, a punch was blasted out!

Hit Ji Jang's chest!

As if hit by a cannonball, Zhizhang saw the surrounding scenery quickly regress, and his whole person smashed into a building dozens of meters away.

"Ahem, it's amazing, it's a mine cart."

After a long while, Zhi Zhang weakly walked out of the building, and on his chest, a big fist mark was sunken several centimeters.

"Why, do you still fight?" Huang Quan put his hands on his chest and said jokingly.

Taking a look at Lin Qing, Zhizhang said coldly: "Fight! Will I still live if I don't fight?"

With his body bowed slightly, his right foot retreated half a step, and he was sprinting, looking at Huang Quan coldly.

"Crack!"

The ground cracked in the next second, and Zhi Zhang disappeared in place, rushing to a few meters away from Huangquan, his knees raised.

"Also come this trick?" Huang Quan narrowed his mouth and silently stretched out his left arm to block him in front of him.

The huge iron legs pierced the air and brought up a string of sonic booms. When he was about to encounter Huangquan, Zhi Zhang suddenly twisted his waist, his body shrank, and his legs swept down Huangquan.

Then the back heel turned over the top of the head and slammed down heavily.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and Huang Quan lay on the ground without reacting at all.

"boom!"

The earth quaked, Huang Quan only felt his chest stuffy, and his back was completely embedded in the road.

Before he got up, Zhi Zhang grabbed his arm and clamped a twist between his legs, and the mark was completed.

"Advise you to stay still, or don't blame me if your arm is broken. The more you struggle, the greater your strength and the faster your hand breaks."

Huang Quan's strength is greater than him, and his defense is stronger than him. From the beginning to the end, he never thought of winning with strength. He could only resort to tricks and overcome rigidity with softness.

No, it succeeded!

As long as he wanted to, he could cut off Huang Quan's hand in the next second.

But he didn't dare, because Huang Quan's **** hand was on his waist, and when he twisted his hand, he would definitely be punched through with a punch full of anger.

Both of them didn't move anymore, they were so stalemate until Lin Qing said, "Lao Huang has lost, and the monk has won, congratulations!"

"I didn't lose." Huang Quan refused to accept, and got up to protest after Zhi Zhang let go, "Report, you blow the black whistle."

"The eyes of the masses are sharp. Ask Xiaoying if you lose or not." Lin Qing raised the ball to Ye Daying.

"Cough cough cough, what, Huang Ge, you just made a mistake in chess, a tie, at most a tie."

"Yes, I also think the most draws."

Looking at the two, Lin Qing said earnestly: "There is no tie on the real battlefield. There is only life and death. The monk has concerns about dealing with you. He didn't kill him. Otherwise, it was not a cross, but a guillotine."

"Even if you can punch him on the verge of death, he is most seriously injured, and you are the one who died."

With eyes wide open, Huang Quan stayed in place, clearly stronger than the monk and higher level than the monk. He didn't expect this result in the end, and he was extremely depressed.

"I don't want to do it again, this time I can definitely win!"

"you sure?"

"determine!"

Zhi Zhang's mouth grew wide, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say. He finally won, so now he has to come again.

Don't bring this!

Is there any king?

Isn't this bullying the honest person?

"Don't worry!" Lin Qing waved his hand to appease him, "This time we will use military force to determine the candidate for the deputy captain. The one who wins is the vice team, and the one who loses is automatically assigned to the Kitty Hawk team."

"Vice team?" Zhi Zhang looked confused.

"You don't know the name of our team, Zhan Tian!" Ye Daying said proudly: "Non-strong players can't join. The minimum threshold is five times to evolve, and a series of tests are required."

"then you?"

"Uh, I'm the exception, let's find out about it at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour."

Four hundred kilometers, eight hundred miles, one hour... Zhi Jang almost didn't fall out of his eyes. Sure enough, he was not good-looking.

And Ye Daying has evolved a lot of times, four times, so he is a motorcycle.

Ninety percent of the locomotives have been beaten up, and many locomotives have been wandering once or twice.

This team is so fierce!

Lin Qing smiled and looked at Zhi Zhang, "Why, are you here?"

"Come on!" Zhizhang gritted his teeth: "If I win, I can really be the deputy team, and I will command the two of them in the future?"

"I am willing to bet and lose, of course, not only the deputy team, we will also decide on the position of the captain in the future. If anyone can beat me, he will be the captain."

"Okay!" Zhi Zhang yelled, shocking Huang Quan and Ye Daying.

The two top combat powers are in front of him, and Zhi Jang is inexplicably excited when he thinks that they will be his younger brothers in the future.

"Haha." Huang Quan sneered, he was younger than he was, he didn't know Lin Qing's insidiousness.

Just a handful of Balrog can open up a few levels of combat power, and even fart.

"You two are ready to prepare, and start calling yourself."

Lin Qing withdrew from the battlefield and gave them the place.

The dust is everywhere, the cold wind is whistling, two mechas, you come and I play so lively.

A kind of mysterious martial arts also shouted from Zhi Zhang's mouth.

"Awei Eighteen Style!"

"Old man strolling!"

"One shot into the soul!"

"Poison Dragon Diamond!"

"what!"

After dozens of minutes of beating, a loud shout came out of Huang Quan's mouth, and he was clutching his **** against the wall, his facial features twisted.

A cool air blasted directly from the soles of the feet to the heavenly spirit cover.

"Are you a human being! Such a vicious move can also be used?"

Clutching half of the steel bars in his hand, Zhi Zhang gasped and said, "Kungfu is just two words, one vertical and one horizontal. The winners stand while the losers lie down. There are so many rules."

"I don't think my methods are glorious, then you have a kind of don't use black arms!"

The more I hit Huang Quan, the more I became familiar with his style of moves. In this moment, he was hit several times, each of which weighed tens of thousands of kilograms, and he almost didn't get rid of him.

If you continue, you will definitely lose, and you can only use unique skills.

None of the brothers who had fought with him in the past could hold the eighteenth style. Who wouldn't praise him for his extraordinary talent.

"Old Huang, are you still fighting?" Lin Qing shouted.

"I, I..." Huang Quan's face was flushed, he wanted to fight again, but he froze as soon as he saw Zhi Zhang's steel bars.

Just now Zhizhang passed a sliding shovel from under his crotch to his back, and the steel bar stabbed and pierced, all sparking sparks.

As a locomotive person, his body structure has long been different from that of a person, but as a person's psychological reaction, he still can't accept being hardened by another man.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion. Now that the wind blows, it feels chilly and leaking.