37. 2 VS 2

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The muscular man missed the target, moved his wrist, and approached Dong Qiangqiang again.

Dong Qiangqiang stared at his pace with all his concentration, thinking in his mind: This big guy seemed to be a fist-finger, and as long as he saw the pattern of his movements clearly, he would have a chance to counterattack.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning leaked out bit by bit from behind the thin cloud layer, and the sky gradually became brighter.

The muscular man swung another punch, but Dong Qiangqiang easily dodged it. The opponent didn't seem to have anything special. The two of them walked in circles. Dong Qiangqiang did not rush to attack, but continued to observe.

He accidentally glanced at Lei Lanting, who was not far away from him, and saw that he kept dodging the short man's fruit knife from left to right, looking quite embarrassed.

Just as he turned his head, the muscular man launched a third attack. Although his attack looked mighty and domineering, it was completely devoid of skill and was just a waste of brute force. Dong Qiangqiang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

By dodging, Dong Qiangqiang got close to the muscular man. When the opponent threw another punch, he ducked to his side, then stretched out his hands and pushed the muscular man's body forward hard. The muscular man was completely helpless. Anticipating his move, he stumbled under his feet and lost his center of gravity. He stumbled back a few steps and fell heavily to the ground with a "thud".

Dong Qiangqiang's left arm was injured and was unable to exert strength and was not flexible, so he could not fully exert his strength and could only use the opponent's weight to consume the opponent.

The moment the muscular man fell, Dong Qiangqiang heard an exclamation in his ears: "Ah!"

He turned his head quickly and saw a large gash in Lei Lanting's shirt. He was covering his arm, blood was flowing down his arm, and his face was full of anger.

"Lao Lei!" Dong Qiangqiang shouted, "Run quickly."

Lao Lei didn't speak, his eyes slowly turned red. He put down his arm, wiped the blood on his face, put it in his mouth and licked it, then spit the blood on the ground, quickly took off his belt, and spread it around Wrap it around your uninjured hand.

Just as Dong Qiangqiang was about to shout again, there was an angry roar in his ears, and he saw the muscular man getting up from the ground and rushing toward him fiercely.

Dong Qiangqiang was worried about Lei Lanting's safety. He didn't care about entangled with the muscular man anymore and rushed towards the short man.

At this moment, Lei Lanting also launched his attack.

The short man didn't expect two people to attack him at the same time. He was a little panicked and didn't know how to defend for a moment. After a few seconds of confusion, he remembered to guard against Lei Lanting, who was close to him.

Dong Qiangqiang was far away, but his hands were not idle.

He threw his backpack at the short man and shouted in German: "Bomb!"

Just as the short man was about to stab Lei Lanting again, he suddenly heard a word. He was stunned for a second and saw a black shadow coming towards him with a sound of wind.

He quickly dodged to the side and saw a tattered backpack falling on the ground. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. When he turned around, Lei Lanting was already in front of him.

Before he could swing the fruit knife, Lei Lanting's fist had already hit him in the face.

He quickly dodged sideways and suddenly felt a kick on his butt. Before he could react, he had already flown out.

Dong Qiangqiang kicked out fiercely with inertia.

Due to inertia, Lei Lanting rushed forward one meter away. When he saw the short man being kicked away, he stood there stunned for a moment and was at a loss.

Dong Qiangqiang felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He turned around subconsciously and raised his arms to protect his head, but he was still a step too late. A rough and hard fist hit his cheek. His body tilted and he fell.

The muscular man succeeded with one blow and immediately wanted to use combo skills to knock Dong Qiangqiang down completely. Just when he was about to take further action, his eyes were dazzled, and a bearded man with blood on his face rushed towards him viciously.

He punched quickly, and his fist hit the bearded man's face accurately, but the other party didn't notice it, rushed into his arms, and threw him to the ground.

The muscular man and Lei Lanting both fell to the ground, and the muscular man hit his head on the curb next to him. Before he could cry out in pain, Lei Lanting had already lifted himself off of him.

The muscular man quickly reached out and grabbed Lei Lanting's clothes, trying to flip him off his body.

Lei Lanting grabbed his right thumb and pinched it in the opposite direction.

The muscular man grinned in pain and immediately hit Lei Lanting's face and chest with his left hand, while trying hard to free his right thumb from being controlled.

But Lei Lanting still clenched his thumbs tightly and did not relax, even though his face was covered with blood from the muscular man's fist.

The muscular man's fists became more and more fierce, and Lei Lanting finally couldn't hold on any longer. He let go and fell down.

Dong Qiangqiang was stunned by the punch for several minutes. When he could see clearly, he realized that Lei Lanting had fallen on top of the muscular man.

He glanced at the short man again and saw that he was still lying on the ground, squirming like an earthworm.

Dong Qiangqiang struggled to stand up and staggered towards the muscular man.

The muscular man pushed Lei Lanting away and stood up quickly when he saw Dong Qiangqiang walking towards him.

Dong Qiangqiang looked at Lei Lanting, whose face was covered with blood on the ground. He was full of apologies. He looked at the muscular man expressionlessly.

The muscular man's face was splattered with blood, and he looked very ferocious. He held his right hand with his left hand, smiled widely and said, "You Chinese men have no strength in your fists, just like women."

Dong Qiangqiang knew that this was a way to provoke the general. He approached the muscular man while thinking.

Seeing Dong Qiangqiang approaching, the muscular man provocatively slapped his face with his palm, indicating that he was very strong and that the opponent's fist could not hurt him at all.

Dong Qiangqiang estimated the distance between the two of them, then suddenly flew up and kicked the muscular man's calf.

The muscular man did not expect that the opponent would suddenly attack the bottom plate, so he quickly got out of the way and kept saying: "Come again! Come again!"

Dong Qiangqiang was not in a hurry. He had already seen that the strength of the muscular man's lower body was much weaker than that of the upper body. It looked like he had never practiced leg training during fitness.

Thinking of this, he had an idea.

He pretended to kick a few more times, but the muscular man easily dodged them, and the muscular man danced proudly.

At this moment, Dong Qiangqiang saw the short man slowly standing up from the corner of his eye, which made him suddenly nervous: it would be troublesome if he was attacked by two people at the same time. And Lei Lanting on the ground didn't know how injured he was.

It must be resolved quickly!

His eyes suddenly noticed the muscular man behind him.

The muscular man also saw the short man standing up, and he smiled even more arrogantly. Seeing that Dong Qiangqiang did not attack, he suddenly punched him.

Dong Qiangqiang stepped aside to let go of his fist, stretched out his right foot and pinned it on the muscular man's right heel, then supported his fisting arm and pushed back hard.

Two meters behind the muscular man was the waiting booth, and his body hit the glass of the station directly. Due to the huge momentum, an entire glass panel was immediately smashed by him. But the tempered glass just turned into small round pieces on the ground and did not scratch the muscular man's body.

Although the glass did not hurt the muscular man, his leg tripped on the hard plastic seat under the glass, and he immediately fell sideways.