God-level Bodyguard in The City

Chapter 45: Nightmare

Dong Chuan studied at the age of 12 under the master of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and by the age of 18 he had successfully cut off the arm of the master. Because he is too small, he is much harder than other students, because his brain is not good, and he has to repeat the action 200 times for 400 times.

He wants to be stronger, trying to find a sense of presence in a world where his average height is half a head bigger than him. In the end, unknowingly, he trained his body into steel, his reaction into a cunning rabbit, and himself into a boxing champion. When he found out, there were already only a group of things that were weak to the slag, whether they were companions or opponents. As long as they were serious, they could immediately lower their heads higher than themselves and let them kneel than twist. It is easier to break their necks.

Dongchuan has not encountered an opponent that can scare him for a long time, even in the final stage of the underground boxing match, the evaluation of the opponent is only "good technology, lack of experience".

But what kind of monster is this guy in front of? Obviously he had locked his elbow, his body bounced from the ground with a thunderbolt, his arms crossed around his neck, his ankles were crossed and locked, and a beautiful "triangular twist" was completed.

Most people will lose their brain's oxygen and faint in 10 seconds. Even the strongest person will stick to it for 20 seconds at most. Instead, he turned his eyes to look for the environment to help, and Dongchuan with his feet dragging on the ground came to a metal refining furnace.

This process has already exceeded 30 seconds. He should have fallen into a fainting, but he was so vigorous that the whole body was exposed with blue tendons, and Dongchuan, who weighed 160 kg, was lifted by one arm.

"Down! Can you do it to me!" Dongchuan's feet re-strike like iron tongs.

"Boom!" Shen Ming waved his arm and hit Dongchuan heavily on the refining furnace, and the stainless steel surface of the furnace was sunken. There was a spit of blood from Dongchuankou, and the strength of his whole body was loose, and he fell to the ground. Shen Ming even quit 3 steps and hit a wall covered with tarpaulin and fell to the ground.

The brain was deoxygenated for 40 seconds. Shen Ming also broke his record of pretending to be dead. If he was in Nirvana's headquarters, he could get a little red flower from Colonel Kaos.

But now the sequelae has caused the symptoms of arrhythmia in the Shen body, and even a brief loss of balance.

"I've never met a man who could fight back under my triangle for half a minute and fight back ... Maybe you really came back from hell? Maybe?" Dongchuan stood up with his body supported, his back spine still twitching and aching.

"Brazil Jiu-Jitsu is trained for this, I want to introduce a friend to you ..." Shen Ming stood up with the tarpaulin behind her, and her calm face suddenly solidified.

He felt a small hand holding an iron railing, but he didn't want to believe it was true. Shen Ming suddenly turned around and grabbed the tarpaulin on the wall and pulled down. The back door turned out to be a huge prison door made of iron bars, which was full of ... children!

In a cell of 10 square meters, 30 children were stuffed. They were dirty, covered with dirt, and had no clothes on their body. The only thing on the body was the electric shock collar on the neck. There was obviously sickness, and she had no strength to stand up. The only food scattered around was "little raccoon noodles" ...

"You actually use your child to help refining poison?" Shen Ming's hand clenched with an iron railing.

"They are all the children that the puppies picked up from the street. Before here, many were beggars kneeling and begging. How can I live and eat?" The gap was two wild "sands".

Looking at their small faces, the biggest is no more than 8 or 9 years old. There is no fear, no joy, and no future. The book always said that the children's eyes were shining, but behind the iron fence, their eyes were only dark and blank. "Future" is a vocabulary they don't understand yet, like a group of animals in a cage, eating blankly, living alive, and dying ...

Xinliansheng is not a charity, and it is impossible to equip their small faces with gas masks. Once started, their only protective mask is only one dollar apiece.

Excessive exhaust gas inhalation, their physical condition deteriorates, and a child will usually die of organ failure in 2 to 4 months. They will be packed in garbage bags and towed out with the garbage, which is the only way they can leave here.

"How can you do such a thing! Animals!" Fang Yuan in the iron cage growled, thinking that she was already very poor, but compared with these children, her life is too happy.

"I was originally a bad guy, do you still expect you to make me Lei Feng unsuccessful?" Dongchuan twisted his neck and the pain disappeared. "Thank you good guys, let these hairy guys see my face, and after I do you, I can only deal with them all and change to a new batch. It doesn't matter, anyway, this kind of child can fill the room again in a few months. "

"I've seen chiefs who believe in eating children to live forever; priests who do not infringe on 5-year-old children; generals who forced children to hold ak to kill their parents ... but it was in hell, and I was all a nightmare. "Shen Ming's back trembled slightly. For years, I've almost forgotten that my anger rushed down the blood vessels." I firmly believe that when I complete my own nirvana, when I return to the city, the nightmare will disappear ... Thank you Let me see the sight of **** again.

In return, let me see how I look in **** ... "

Shen Ming's hand holding the railing tightly even left a mark on the iron railing. At this time, a little hand held his finger. The little girl's eyes were full of doubts, but she felt strange at that moment with tears in her eyes. Big brother is a good guy.

"Why so much nonsense? Come again!" Dongchuan kicked off the obstructing metal table in front of him, and a large glass of glass fell to the ground.

"Fang Yuan, close your eyes, it's just what I look like at this moment ... I never want to be seen by you." Shen Ming turned around.

Fang Yuan obediently closed her eyes, but her heart was cheering for Shen Ming.

Relaxing all over the body like a boneless posture, taking a deep breath, slowing down the heartbeat to the slowest, strolling to Dongchuan.

"Don't you want to lock it? Come on, lock it and look at it." Shen Ming actively extended his right hand toward Dongchuan, like fresh meat handed to a shark.

Dongchuan was stunned, and had never encountered such a good thing. After being alert for 10 seconds, she saw that Shen Ming had completely relaxed her body's defenses. Dongchuan's eyes flashed fiercely, and she immediately grabbed her hand to Shen Ming's elbow.

But the arm suddenly disappeared at the moment he moved, and the bottom-up uppercut hit his elbow.

I saw Dongchuan's arm in a posture that humans couldn't do, bent and folded upwards from the middle, and the fragments of the articular bone collapsed from under the skin like popcorn.

"Ah !!!!!!" Dongchuan screamed and fell to the ground backwards, and the blood sprang up at this moment.

"Don't you think I'm slow?" Shen Ming stepped towards this Dongchuan, his breath hanging down his forehead has changed. It wasn't killing intentions, not fierce looks when the hooligan was fighting fiercely, but ... indifferent.

Dongchuan can also kill mercilessly, but he cannot achieve a calm expression like the man in front of him, as if killing is an instinct for him.

"My bastard! Come! Come again!" Dongchuan again used the side-to-side fighting posture and looked up at Shen Ming's provocative scream. However, Shen Ming, who was still 5 meters away in a second, was gone.

"I'm here." Qian Chong's Shen Ming appeared next to Dongchuan, **** inserted into his nostril, just like a butcher who hooked a pig in the meat factory, and lifted Dongchuan from the ground. The apprentice picked it up and fell heavily on the metal table next to him.

Shen Ming kept walking, taking Dongchuan, and rushing forward along the long table full of glassware. The broken glass cut through Dongchuan's skin and muscles, and the 10-meter-long table was covered with bright red blood.

Shen Ming ran to the end and flung forward, throwing the dwarf Dongchuan like a bowling ball. The dwarfed dwarf rolled over 3 meters and hit a poison-making machine before stopping.

The whole process ... 1.5 seconds!

Lin Fan, who was nailed to the ground by Shen Ming, was stupid. He sat on the ground with his buttocks, and never saw anyone defeat Dongchuan in this complete way.

Shen Ming used the strength, speed, and response obtained after Nirvana. These are the physical transcendences that he had gotten close to death numerous times.

The muscles of ordinary people are divided into two types: 1. Skeletal muscles, which are voluntary muscles that allow the human body to move, can shrink and relax with human consciousness, and are also the source of basic human strength; 2. Smooth muscles are blood vessels, stomach, and digestive organs And other involuntary muscles that serve as linings. Not controlled by consciousness, can't move freely, but controlled by nerves, so He Chi often shrinks and relaxes, but the contraction force is small, slow and durable, and not easy to fatigue.

No matter if you are a sportsman or a fitness master, no matter how hard you train, ordinary humans can only forge skeletal muscles.

But the nirvana is a group of monsters who take smooth muscle control as a basic course. They explore the absolute **** of the body through various methods, control the myocardium to increase the instantaneous blood pressure intensity, control the lung lobes to absorb more oxygen, and allow the blood to supply the muscles more quickly. The tissues and peripheral nerves are exchanged for superhuman-like instantaneous rapidity and monster-like explosive power.

Never thought of using this stance to fight in the city, just blame the guy in front of him, really reminded him of the nightmare of the past.

"To die, look for a back ..." Dongchuan, who had become a blood man, even had glass scum in his mouth. The only intact hand trembled to his pocket and pulled out the electric shock collar. Remote control.

But before pressing his finger, he was grabbed by Shen Ming who was sitting in front of him. He picked up the cleaver knife and chopped it on his wrist.

"Ah !!!" Dongchuan mourned like killing a pig. It was not that his hands were chopped off, but ... Shen Ming used the back of the knife to directly smash Dongchuan's bones, but kept the flesh and blood still connected. Only In this way, we can chop a few more times, so that people underneath feel more pain.

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