C678 Xuan Skills

This kind of internal competition between the military and the police is usually deadly.

"Stop, stop, we'll give you the first warning" Clayde shouted in a stern voice.

This act had already become the focal point of tens of thousands of spectators, and their gazes were all focused here.

The matter of Huang Yuanzhu acting as a troublemaker had to do with Guan Guan.

He had already rushed to the front. He was as agile as a leopard and was probing left and right. His mission was to charge into the crowd of people to create a disturbance and cause trouble.

The long-armed police officer's shadow flickered in front of him. He followed the crowd and moved back and forth, looking for a fighter.

At this moment, the yellow pillar discovered a gap in the middle of the shield, and he looked in that direction.

They were all staring into each other's eyes. When they saw that he was about to rush over, the policemen's hearts tightened, and their attention was naturally focused there.

Clayde shouted in a low and hurried voice, "Brothers, get ready. Let him in and kill him. "

But his judgment was absolutely wrong.

"Get out of the way. . . " Huang Yuanzhu shouted loudly. Borrowing the strength of his voice, he stepped on a few shields and rose into the air.

He was nearly 100 kg in weight, and the policemen who stepped on him were extremely strenuous. Each and every one of them was under immense pressure, and could not help but retreat quite a bit.

No one responded to the slogan, but no one was slacking off. They used all their strength to push him. If Huang Yuanzhu were to push him down, even if he did not die, he would still be half dead.

This yellow's movement was too fast. Seeing that the fierce attack did not enter, the shield was pressed diagonally. With a light tap of one foot, it flew out.

Its body slammed heavily onto the ground with a thud.

Many people saw that when he landed, his legs bent and he instantly exerted force, rushing towards the gap on the left.

Seeing his huge black shadow squeezing in, his long arm grabbed something from his forehead and threw it over.

It was an extremely hard helmet.

Huang Yuanzhu was about to rush in. He did not care about him at all. Instead, he tilted his head and suddenly raised his fist and punched at the thing.

This was a person who could defend against thorns. It was extremely hard.

It was only about a foot away.

The people at the scene, especially those who bet, all stared with their eyes wide open. The bespectacled man who bet heavily had his heels raised as he stared blankly. His eyeballs bulged out.

"God bless, please bless. . . " This guy put his palms together and silently chanted.

But even so, A voice filled with uncertainty resounded in his heart: "That's an iron lump. He definitely won't be able to do it. He won't be able to do it. "

Foster and the others were also stunned. How could they have known of Huang Guzhu's strength? The captain of the team, Harrison, was standing in front of them, excitedly raising his fist to give Clayde some strength. "Clayde, get rid of him! Get rid of him! Haha!"

In his opinion, Huang Guzhu was at most a bit fierce. At most, he was at the level of a special forces soldier. But in the next second, his eyes became fixed on him.

Only to hear two loud sounds.

In just an instant, Huang Yuanzhu's fist hit the helmet. It first made a puffing sound. He exerted force and his fist collided fiercely with the helmet, creating a loud bang.

"Haha. . . " Huang Yuanzhu cried out excitedly.

The long hand only felt that the helmet was pulled by a very strong force and flew towards the sky.

His wrist went numb and he felt a sharp pain!

At this moment, the people on both sides squeezed towards the yellow root pillar.

By doing so, their intentions were very obvious. They squeezed him, and the rubber sticks and gun holders of the brothers beside him came up. If it really didn't work out, there would still be wooden sticks.

These guys had a lot of experience in catching criminals and catching criminals. They had a lot of experience when it came to dealing with people with violent reactions. If they squeezed their way up and grabbed his belt or hair, causing him to lose weight, no matter how much strength he had, it would be a waste.

"Xiao, if your subordinate is crippled, what should we do? I heard that you used to hold martial arts competitions in China, so you have to sign a life and death certificate. " Hobson was stunned. In his opinion, Huang Yuanzhu was overestimating himself.

Huang continued to charge forward. Even if you were a tiger, you wouldn't be able to withstand a pack of wolves.

He didn't notice one thing:

Zhao Xiaoming stood at the side, introducing something to Diana with a smile on his face. He was probably saying that he had personally taught Huang Kung Fu.

"F * ck him. "

"Throw him out. "

All of a sudden, the police officers shouted in unison, and a wave of xenophobic anger arose.

In their opinion, it was a great humiliation for so many people to be squeezed in by Huang Guzhu.

"Rise. . . " The Yellow Root Pillar's expression changed as he said that. His feet firmly stood there. His hips and shoulders pulled back their momentum and borrowed the force. He aimed at the people beside him from left to right and instantly exerted his strength within a short distance.

This was the best point of the combination of traditional martial arts and combat. It was the combination of real and fake, and the instantaneous release of strength.

How could these policemen know? Under such circumstances, they had to maintain a certain distance from him. At least they had to leave enough space to dodge.

It was Huang's hand!

His body shook and his Dantian instantly exerted force. The arm that came into contact with him could clearly feel the other party's strength and weakness. . .

In just a few moves, he knocked the police officers on both sides away.

That fellow called Lion saw that his brothers fell to the ground one after another. He was really anxious. With a sudden shake of his spear, he stabbed towards Old Yellow as if he had gone crazy.

In his opinion, he would just treat it as a mistake and stab into the fellow's arm and chest. Then he would pull it out. At most, he would be seriously injured.

In this kind of situation, it was very easy for people to lose their rationality, especially when both sides were fighting with their lives on the line.

Seeing that the spear had pierced through the Yellow Root Pillar's shoulder, the crowd became silent. Some people were praying that Huang would be safe, while some people were looking forward to the moment of stimulation.

Looking at the group of gamblers, they were even more dumbfounded. They were all waiting for Huang to fall to the ground.

The man in glasses had beads of sweat on his face. He clenched his fists so hard that his eyes were red. His heart was completely hanging in the air.

He was not worried about what would happen to Huang Yuanzhu. He was worried about his ten dollars. If he lost and won, the loss would be immeasurable.

But at that moment, a miracle happened.

Huang Yuanzhu slowly retreated against the spear. He retreated to a certain place and fiercely went up against the spear. . .

It could not be seen clearly from afar, so it only saw that the spear had already been stabbed. The fellow called Lion was excited, and his expression was incomparably complicated:

His face became ferocious, as if he had taken a step back, but he couldn't bear to give up.

The scene was so silent that even the sound of a needle dropping could be heard. No one dared to speak. After all, this was a moment of life and death.

In the next second, no one noticed that Huang Yuanzhu gently raised his right hand and touched the spear.

In everyone's eyes, the spear had already stabbed into his hand. At this time, no matter what he did, as long as the other party used a little strength, he would not be reliable at all.

No one had ever seen a spear stab into a person's hand before. It could still be pulled out.

But many people realized that something was wrong: Huang Yuanzhu did not have a trace of fear. Instead, he had a calm expression on his face.