American comic mercenaries

In mid-February, there were only a few stars at night in Detroit. It was almost 11 o'clock when Meng Zu arrived at the hotel. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched TV while waiting for the late night snack to arrive.

"Dong dong dong..." Not long after, there was a knock on the guest room door.

Is it time for midnight snack?Meng Zu stood up and walked towards the door, but when he was about to get closer, he couldn't help but frown. He noticed that there were two people outside the door. It seemed that trouble was coming. He found them very quickly. He stopped and asked slowly. : "Who is it?"

"Room service! Sir, the late night snack you ordered has been delivered." A rough male voice said, and Meng Zu curled his lips. What an excuse for a bad guy. This guy is just like the guys an hour ago, with a Russian accent. There is no way to cover it, but it seems that the contact person has not been caught by the other party, otherwise there would not be only two people coming.

Four hours ago, Meng Zu was drinking and chatting at the Mercenary Bar in New York. The boss Randy suddenly answered a phone call and said to Meng Zu: "Evan, I have a job here that will go to Detroit right now. Do you have a job?" not interested."

It was getting dark now. Meng Zu checked the time on his mobile phone and found that it only took two hours to fly from New York to Detroit. He arrived just in time to have dinner, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Getting a document from a contact, but you may encounter some trouble, and the reward is $20."

"When does the other party want the documents?"

"tomorrow."

"Then I'll take it."

After Meng Zu took a plane from New York Airport to Detroit, he immediately called the phone number Randy gave him. After meeting the contact person at the agreed place, he told him that he didn't have the documents with him and was hiding them in another place.

He followed the contact all the way to an apartment. The documents were hidden in a room on the second floor. As soon as Meng Zu collected the documents, more than a dozen gangsters with sticks rushed up. The strong white man who led them said: With a Russian accent, he asked the contact for the documents he had hidden.

Without saying a word, the contact person turned around, broke the window, jumped off the second floor and ran away. Then more than a dozen people turned around and went downstairs to chase the contact person. However, five people were left to watch over Meng Zu. Apparently, Meng Zu had been taken care of. Zu Dang became an accomplice.

The remaining five people planned to teach Meng Zu a lesson and take them away, but they were all knocked unconscious by Meng Zu. Then they jumped out of the window on the other side and left in a daze under the cover of the dark night.

It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening, and Meng Zu hadn't had dinner yet, so he planned to fly back to New York tomorrow, so he went to a hotel to rest and finish dinner.

"Wait a moment, I'll change clothes." Meng Zu moved back, away from the door.

"boom!"

With a loud noise, the door of the guest room shattered, and then Meng Zu saw two figures one behind the other, one was thin and the other was thick. Both of them were wearing hooded sweatshirts and covered most of their faces with their hats. .

The thin man standing in front slowly retracted his legs. It was obvious that he was the one who kicked the door to pieces just now. He was really powerful.

Meng Zu looked at the two of them and said, "Are the ways of delivering late night snacks so enthusiastic now?"

The two of them slowly walked into the house with expressionless faces, took off their hoods, they were both short-haired, one had blond hair and the other had black hair. Their dead blue fish eyes cast a cold light, looking at Meng Zu like a hunter. To prey.

Although he didn’t know why the two of them seemed so confident, Meng Zu didn’t feel the danger from the two of them, so he said with a smile: “Didn’t you say we would give you supper? Why not?”

The two ignored Meng Zu's words, and the thin man said directly: "I don't care who sent you, as long as you tell me where the documents are hidden, you can leave."

Meng Zu shrugged his shoulders. It seemed that just as he had guessed, they had not caught the contact person. Although the document was on his person, he could not give it to them.

"Okay! It seems that your skills have given you confidence. Since you refuse to tell me, you will need to lie in a hospital bed for a few weeks."

The strong man took a step back, and the thin man began to slowly move his fists and feet. Apparently, the two of them felt that one of them could deal with Meng Zu.

The thin man suddenly bounced on his toes, his feet quickly staggered back and forth, and he rushed forward in a zigzag route. His offensive movements were extremely fast, and he used the jab with the fastest attack distance. There was almost no gap between punches. In the pause space, the wind caused by the fist made a whooshing sound, and his footsteps were fast and regular on the floor. It was obvious that this guy had good boxing and kicking skills.

Meng Zu was as erratic as a willow swinging in the wind, quickly changing positions left and right in the room, always dodging his fist within a few feet, taunting the opponent while dodging.

"No hit."

"A little bit."

"Still not hit."

The attack of more than a dozen punches failed one after another, and he couldn't even touch the corner of Meng Zu's clothes. The thin man was a little annoyed, and he also realized that Meng Zu's skills were better than he imagined, and it seemed that he had to go all out.

In an instant, the emaciated man's attack speed became faster. Finally he touched Meng Zu's clothes. He thought he had figured out the extent of Meng Zu's reaction to his skills.

After Meng Zu dodged his fist again, he suddenly used a high kick and kicked it straight to Meng Zu's temple. As long as it hits here, the brain will fall into coma, but Meng Zu leaned back slightly and easily dodged the kick.

Seeing the opponent's side wide open due to the high kick, Meng Zu kicked it up without thinking. Although he controlled the force slightly, a fatal blow was not so easy to bear.

"what!"

The thin man let out a scream, his face turned pale, cold sweat flowed out involuntarily, he covered his crotch with his hands, sucked in a big breath of cold air, his legs were trembling and he became unsteady, and then he He knelt down heavily on the ground.

Meng Zu looked at the other party's miserable state and said apologetically: "Uh! Sorry, I saw your crotch was wide open, so I couldn't help but kick it up."

"Raven!" The strong man stepped forward and helped the thin man, Raven, up. "Leave it to me. You can go aside and rest first."

Raven glared at Meng Zu angrily, cursing him in his heart for not practicing martial arts and actually using such a despicable move. Then, supported by a strong man, he tremblingly walked to the door corridor and leaned against the wall. Slowly sat down.

The strong man turned back, his eyes widened, pointing at Meng Zu's leg that fatally beat Lavin, and said with a fierce expression: "If you tell me where the documents are hidden now, today's matter will be forgotten, otherwise I’ll break that leg of yours.”

Meng Zu shook his head, "Well, I said I didn't know, do you believe it or not?"