A Panda's Martial Arts

"through!"

Kicking the flying car door, the panda landed on the ground in a swoop, and then rolled over two feet all the way to avoid those flying swords.

But being able to dodge the shuriken doesn't mean being able to dodge the incoming blades.

Youliang's long knife had already stopped in the direction where he was rolling away.

The blade reflects the moonlight in the sky.

"Om-"

The blades flip and the blades meet.

"Ah……"

With two short knives between its palms, the panda sneered.

A simple trap, when the shurikens were all nailed to the back, he thought of this move. This bait is too simple, and the assassin still needs to learn one.

"Ah……"

Seeing the blade being framed, the pale warrior mecha didn't care, and just raised his left arm towards the panda.

On the armor of the left arm is the muzzle of the black hole, and the No. 12 shotgun that has been loaded emits a violent explosion in the night sky.

"boom!"

230 Chapter Four

In close combat, the shotgun is the absolute king, bar none.

The straight trajectory of a pistol may still miss the shot, but the shotgun has absolutely no reason to miss it. Twelve lead bullets sweep across the area, no matter how you hit it, you can hit the target.

As the saying goes, the gun is fast beyond seven steps, and within seven steps, the gun is fast and accurate.

Unless the bullet starts from the beginning, there is no way to leave the barrel.

"Oh!"

The exquisite broken blade made of steel hit the muzzle of the gun directly, and the lead bullet that escaped from the chamber was smothered in the chamber before it accelerated.

The thick bear paws were already covered with blood, but there was even more blood flowing in the gaps of the pale arm armor.

"Uh..." Through the goggles of the armor, the armored warrior and the panda looked at each other.

The moment their eyes met, they all understood that they might not be able to win the opponent in a short time.

But Panda didn't intend to let the kid go.

"Look! Your mother is flying in the sky!"

"Nani?"

Even though he showed superb force just now, the white-armored warrior lost his mind for a moment because of this inexplicable sentence-but this moment of trance gave up the best opportunity to fight.

Withdrawing the almost useless right palm, the panda's whole body crashed into the arms of the armored warrior.

That is the martial art from Zhu Huaizhong in northern Myanmar, and it is from the fighting method in Bajiquan.

Take its head from above, and pull out its roots from below!

"go!"

Bang!

The white-armored warrior just came back to his senses, but his whole body was thrown upside down, the armor on his chest was completely dented, and the whole visor was soaked in blood.

"Uh..." Glaring at the panda angrily, the white-armored warrior turned his head and got into the green belt, running into the darkness.

"Uh..." The panda's face darkened, and he ran after it.

The injury to the right arm was more serious than expected, and even affected the style of play itself——

Originally, after the Liangyi Ding, he should follow up with a right hand pull to maximize the lethality, but when his right palm was seriously injured, he almost gave the opponent a free ride.

This is a big problem, even for the sake of saving face, he has to kill this assassin, otherwise his top will become a life-saving and wounded——

That is almost equivalent to reverse archery in the group stage, and the water man Bogao in the finals is a shameful operation that is absolutely unacceptable.

But the chase is not an easy task.

"hiss--"

The running panda suffered pain in his feet and stopped quickly.

I saw a pitch-black triangular nail inserted into the thick sole of the foot at some point, and some unknown liquid with a pungent smell was still dripping from the triangular nail——

And in front of him, there were more triangular nails scattered all over the ground, mixed with the grass under the cover of night, it was impossible to see clearly.

"It's disgusting..."

Gritting his teeth, the panda with another limped leg could only watch the white-armored warrior run wildly into the distance.

And above the sky, there was even the sound of helicopter propellers.

Amazing, the perfect combination of new gadgets and old ones, the level of disgust is super doubled, he probably can't take down this white warrior mech today, the opponent is too well prepared.

In a sense, this is also Wu...

"Boom!"

A heavy cargo box the size of a car was dropped from the air, just smashing the running white armored warrior into the ground.

"Uh..." The panda choked for a long time and couldn't speak.

This helicopter and that assassin... aren't in the same group?

Just when Panda was wondering, the phone in his pocket rang suddenly.

Surprisingly, it was Johnson who was far away in Siam.

"Hello? Did you receive the item?"

In the receiver, Johnson's voice was high-spirited.

"This is my latest work!"

"Um……"

Looking at the iron box that was almost sunk into the ground not far away, the panda fell silent.

Although his black history was erased, the monster was still robbed, which made him a little uncomfortable.

Ignoring Johnson who was clamoring on the phone, the panda limped over and pushed away the iron box——the white-armored warrior under the box had been smashed to pieces, and the armor was just a joke in front of the heavy iron box. Instead, the props that he relied on for survival became the assassin's death talisman, and the smashed armor piece squeezed all the ribs, directly causing the assassin to die beyond death.

After checking the assassin's face and arms, the panda's brows frowned even deeper.

Most martial arts practitioners have more or less "tiger looks" in their appearance. This is not simply because of their fierce appearance, but because the momentum accumulated over the years will change their facial expressions——

In front of him, the "tiger face" on the assassin's face was very deep, and after inspection, the panda discovered that although there were no traces of training in the assassin's hands, his forearms were unusually thick, obviously a pair of forearms. A player who wields a sword all the year round...

According to the normal speed of practice, judging from the assassin's forearm, it would take at least ten years of hard work, or even 15 years of swordsmanship practice.

Normally speaking, martial arts practitioners of this level are already considered masters, but the few fights just now have already revealed the peak skill of the golden segment, and I am afraid that if it is not the distance from the diamond segment, there will be only one kick left——

But after having the monkey version of the power armor, the opponent can even jump on the roof of a car driving at high speed, assassinate two targets in succession, and even fight back and forth with a master like him.

Although there is a reason why the panda was originally at a disadvantage in the car, but a golden player can severely damage his master rank after using technology, which can explain some problems.

"So you are the one who sold the technology, right?"

Picking up the phone, the panda almost scolded the street on the spot.

"I have heard that the technology of these people was sold to them by Americans."

"God damn Americans! When did I ever do that!"

In the receiver, Johnson's voice was mad with anger.

"Don't compare my works with those rubbish! All I make are works of art! If you don't believe me, open the box and have a look! When did I make crooked goods!"

"Then do you dare to say that you haven't done business with the Japanese recently?"

Hearing that the golden retriever was still making sophistry, the panda became a little impatient.

"Dare you? Huh?"

"Are you kidding? Iron Man Project is a cooperative project with the US military. I signed a non-disclosure agreement. If it leaks out, I will go to a military court."

Johnson, who was far away in Siam, also darkened.

"As for the transaction you mentioned, I admit that I did sell some things to the Japanese, but that's just the business of the Institute of Biochemistry, and has nothing to do with the Iron Man project."

"What did you sell to the Japanese?"

Panda suddenly had a bad feeling.

"What else? Legal drugs, illegal drugs, anything that makes money."

In the receiver, Johnson counted them one by one.

"Oh, by the way, they also ordered a nine-tailed fox from me."

230 Chapter Five

When it was first sold from Siam to Japan, Nine-Tailed Fox was still happy.

To be reasonable, when he was working under the hands of the giant elephant, he did not give Johnson a little face. Now he is sold as a commodity by public revenge, and he can only bow his head and admit it——

However, this is not unacceptable bad luck for Jiuweihu. After all, those who are willing to buy him back either treat him as a pet or offer him up as a god.

Fortunately, Jiuweihu's luck is still good this time, and the person who bought him is still the head shoe teacher of an illegal organization.

Facts have proved that the Japanese are much easier to deceive than the Siamese. The Nine-Tailed Fox lived a life of wine ponds and meat forests within a few days after coming here. There are plenty of flower girls and big gold tickets——

Of course, in return, Jiuweihu would also do something for the shoe leader, such as squatting in front of the altar and pretending to be Tamamo, or relying on his eloquence to fool the believers.

The former is still somewhat difficult for a male fox like Nine-Tailed Fox, but the latter is no problem at all.

After all, he was responsible for this when he was working for the giant elephant, and his current job can be regarded as a professional counterpart. He only needs to adapt the rhetoric from the giant elephant, which is very easy.

Then the shoe education organization he belonged to was taken over that day.

Of course, this kind of thing cannot be related to him. After all, it is human beings who engage in shoe education, human beings who deceive people, human beings who are responsible for arresting people, and human beings who are responsible for judging——