Chapter 1187 Humanity’s Ceiling

Style: Historical Author: Brother XiaobingWords: 2280Update Time: 24/01/18 15:53:34
The Antonov 124 transport plane has a large space, enough to place two military vehicles side by side, and there is still room for Long Zhan to drive in.

The battle between Boss Tang and the big guy has reached a fever pitch.

The big white man from the professional team had an advantage over Boss Tang in all aspects, whether it was height advantage or hand-to-hand combat skills.

After two or three minutes of fighting, Boss Tang was pressed down and beaten by the opponent.

"Peng~"

The sound of flesh hitting the floor was loud.

Boss Tang was picked up by the big white man and hit hard on the ground. Even if he landed on his back, which was more resistant to the beating, Boss Tang couldn't get up for a while.

"Hey~~"

The big white man took advantage of this opportunity, roared and picked up the large iron box on the nearby container, intending to lift it up and smash it on Boss Tang.

Judging from the state of the big white man, his muscles are bulging, his face is red and his neck is thick.

This iron box weighs at least 200 kilograms.

If he could successfully lift the iron box and hit it on Boss Tang from a height of more than two meters, Boss Tang would be choked even if he didn't die.

"Go to hell~"

After a lot of effort, the big white man finally lifted the iron box over his head, drank in a low voice, and was about to throw it down.

At this critical moment.

The big white man found that when he released his hands, the iron box did not fall freely from a height and hit Boss Tang as he imagined.

Instead, it stopped strangely above the head, as if it had been enchanted.

"What?"

The big white man looked up in confusion, and then realized something was wrong.

His whole body was covered with sweat and he suddenly stood on his head. A chill rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his body almost launched an attack through muscle reflex.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Long Zhan, who clearly had the body of a minotaur but walked like an undead and made no sound, was already standing behind the big white man.

The reason why the iron box he lifted didn't fall was because Long Zhan lifted it from behind.

The big white guy thought he was strong enough and was already at the top of his game in terms of size. Suddenly he saw a dragon fighting that was even more exaggerated and stronger than him, and he was inevitably frightened into thinking.

His self-protection reaction was already very fast, but Long Zhan was even faster than him.

Long Zhan ignored the big white man's back-attacking elbow and launched the attack in the most direct and quick way - holding the iron box and smashing it from top to bottom.

"Winter~"

"Peng~"

The big white man's right elbow hit Long Zhan hard in the abdomen.

This move is enough to make an ordinary person feel overwhelmed and unable to get up from lying on the ground for a long time. However, Long Zhan's expression did not change at this moment.

In terms of pure physical resistance to fighting, dragon fighting is already the ceiling of mankind.

On the other hand, the iron box that Long Zhan smashed down from above has a self-gravity of more than 150 kilograms, plus the downward force of Long Zhan's impact.

The superimposed force of the two almost doubled, and the sound of hitting it was like a drum.

The big white man, Tian Ling Gai, was hit, his eyelids tilted, and he fell into a state of panic on the spot, limp to the ground like noodles.

Fortunately, the iron box is hollow and cushioned. If it were solid, the big white man would probably have his brains knocked out.

Long Zhan fights quickly and without pretense. If he can kill someone, he will never just cripple him.

Facing the big white man who had fainted on the ground, Long Zhan once again raised the iron box and smashed it on the big white man's head.

"Boom~"

There was a loud crash of metal.

The big white man's feet suddenly bounced, and then only his limbs and body were left shaking, and a pool of blood quickly overflowed from under the box.

This look is so cool at first glance.

Boss Tang, who had been pinned down and beaten for a long time and was almost beaten, saw the dragon battle that he witnessed in the whole process, killing the big white man easily and quickly, and the look in his eyes changed again.

A little more admiration, two more recognitions, and five more fears.

The brutality and crispness of Long Zhan's killing process, killing a living person more neatly than killing a chicken, made him uncontrollably shiver in his heart.

"You go find someone and leave this to me."

After taking care of the big dragon war, he rushed to the female battlefield on the right.

Boss Tang has been completely conquered by Long Zhan's strength. He believes that Long Zhan can solve the two small battlefields next to him, so he runs to the innermost part of the cabin with confidence.

Mia is still being chased by Sean's men, and Boss Tang must protect her as soon as possible.

The big white man with the strongest fighting ability in Sean's side had no ability to stand up to Long Zhan for even one round. He was instantly killed by Long Zhan when he met him.

The remaining two single-player capture and PK games really put no pressure on Long Zhan.

Long Zhan first came to the nearest battlefield on the right, and with a arrogant and invincible attitude, he forced his way into the battle between Lati and Laili.

Lati had been beaten badly by now, her face was bruised and her mouth was bleeding.

Three seconds after Long Zhan came in.

Lati's red lips parted slightly, and she immediately turned to stone.

I saw Lai Li beating Lati unilaterally. All her attacks were ignored by Long Zhan, and he rushed in front of Lai Li despite her punches and kicks.

Amidst all the complex emotions of powerlessness, anger, fear, and unwillingness...

Long Zhan grabbed Lai Li's right hand with his left hand, and grabbed Lan Li's chest and collar with his right hand. He exerted force on his waist and back, and made a clean and neat throw.

"Plop~"

Laili was hit hard on the ground, and the force was too great and he was knocked out of his stupor.

His hands and feet were stretched out straight and twitching constantly.

"Is it over so easily?"

Lati saw that the woman who beat her to death was crippled by Long Zhan as soon as she met her. She was really shocked by Long Zhan's fighting power.

However, Long Zhan's next move changed Lati from shock to fright.

Laili was thrown into a state of stiffness. He couldn't recover from this state for at least half an hour. Normal people would not care about Laili anymore.

But Long Zhan's approach was completely different, letting Lati know what it means to not give him a way out.

"Chi~"

Long Zhan pulled the valve next to it and opened the small side hatch that interrupted the cabin.

If you are flying in the sky and just open the small hatch next to it, everything in the plane will be sucked out under the negative pressure.

Luckily it's still on the track.

After Long Zhan opened the small hatch on the side, his next move was to grab Laili's left leg ankle with one hand, pull it up and throw it out of the hatch.

At this time, the plane's taxiing speed had exceeded 120, and the plane that was thrown out disappeared instantly.

Long Zhan grabbed Lati's arm, took the initiative to pull him up from the ground and said, "You have nothing to do here. Hurry up and drive down in the car."



Letty got up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said somewhat unbearably: "You just...there is absolutely no need to do that again."

"I like it, it's fun isn't it?"

Long Zhan raised his lips and stared at the last group of people fighting not far away.