The sea breeze is still blowing and the gulls are circling.
Ten steps away from the pier, there were two figures separated by them.
They lost their identities as killers and policemen, and bowed as two warriors.
"Wing Chun, Li Shaoze."
After Li Sir clasped his fists, he made a gesture similar to that of a small thought.
The feet are close together, the eyes are looking forward, and the tongue is on the roof of the mouth. This is the posture of the white crane staring at the fish.
He put his coat and jacket on the railing and put his shoulder bag aside. Now he only had a short-sleeved T-shirt on him.
"Tan Leg, Buleng Peak."
Abu said his real name for the first time, clasped his fists on both sides, looked solemn, and spread his legs, showing his own momentum.
The two sides' eyes met, and after a few seconds, they both seemed to see each other's fighting intentions. At the same time, his mouth and tongue exploded, and a low roar burst out from his chest.
"drink!"
"ha!"
Ten steps away, you'll be there in a hurry.
The moment the two took over, Li Shaoze started with the three-fold hand, then changed the spread hand, then turned the fork hand. The punch was fast but never went beyond one meter around his body. Stick to the strategy of Wing Chun, you go down and I go up, you beat me up.
Abu, on the other hand, lunged and punched like a whip, condensing all the strength of his body into his fists.
From his arms to his spine, there was a series of explosions, like firecrackers.
With every punch, Li Shaoze felt like he was hitting a steel plate. Within a few seconds, the skin all over his body was completely red and swollen due to the force.
On the pier, the sound of clattering fists was extremely loud.
Although Abu's fists are fierce, his skills with his feet are deeper. Every kick is like a stroke of genius, with tricky angles and fierce force.
boom!
Two minutes later, Li Shaoze was kicked in the abdomen, and his feet flew back three meters before he could barely stand on the ground.
Abu touched his neck. There was a red mark on his neck, which was the scar from being hit by a palm just now.
"Well, there's a gun?"
Li Shaoze felt something under his feet, and he stepped on it lightly and determined that it was the gun of the Interpol police officer who had been shot to the ground before.
And he retreated here by great coincidence. He only had to bend down and roll, and in two seconds, he could get the gun in his hand.
In these two seconds, Abu could hit him in front of him, and maybe he could hit another kick, but he couldn't stop him from holding the gun and shooting.
After thinking about this, Li Shaoze nodded slightly, swung his toes, and kicked the gun down into the sea.
The reason is simple. In a fair competition, martial ethics comes first.
If he didn't have a martial heart, Li Shaoze would have drawn a gun and hit people from the beginning.
Looking at this scene, Abu suddenly showed a smile on his face, flew up again, and struck at Li Shaoze with a kick.
"Good work."
After Li Shaoze kicked off the gun, he felt as if he had completely shaken off some kind of shackles in his heart, and his energy and spirit had reached its peak.
Faced with Abu's fierce Jingwu Tan Kick, he did not retreat even a step, catching it sideways with a split palm, and then punched with a Japanese punch. Not only did he dismantle Abu's cross legs, but he also punched him in the calf muscle.
In fighting, a hit does not necessarily hurt.
But Li Shaoze's Japanese punch was a real punch, and it hurt Abu.
Abu only felt his calf go numb, and he rolled from the air to the ground. However, he was very aware and rolled with the force, avoiding a distance of several meters.
This is really a good opportunity!
Li Shaoze instinctively planned to pursue the victory, but suddenly he remembered the principle of "don't chase the hand" in Wing Chun.
He might as well bite the bullet and not use the Wing Chun head office, right?
Directly using the flying jump in the military-police fight, he knocked Abu to the ground who had just stood up, pressed him on top of him, and punched him three times, knocking him out of his mind.
Hitting and hitting...
A blue treasure box emerged from Abu's body.
died?
Li Shaoze was stunned and instinctively thought that Abu had been beaten to death by him. He immediately stopped and touched the treasure chest on Abu's body.
Ding.
A skill point has been earned.
Li Shaoze listened to the voice prompt that the phone was turned off in his pocket, and secretly thought that it was indeed the case.
The blue treasure chest, which is a higher level than the white treasure chest, is no longer an attribute point, but a "skill point" that can directly upgrade the skill level.
Unfortunately, before Li Shaoze had time to check the effect of the "skill points", he suddenly felt confused and flew back several meters. When he landed, there was already a huge shoe print on his face.
When he touched his nose, two lines of nosebleed fell to the ground.
Abu, whose face was covered in blood, got up from the ground, looked at him and smiled with a row of teeth: "This time, you beat me."
"As for that kick just now, it was because it really hurt me when you hit me, and I wanted you to try it out."
"Remember, contemporary martial arts ethics, don't hit someone in the face!"
Abu stood up, which shocked Li Shaoze.
He didn't expect that even if the target person was not dead, he could explode the treasure chest.
Could it be that the condition that triggers the appearance of the treasure chest is not just killing...
However, when Li Shaoze obtained the treasure box for the first time, he killed the target mission Zhu Tao. So subconsciously, he felt that this was the only rule.
In addition, several consecutive situations were extremely dangerous, so Li Shaoze naturally chose the cleanest method.
This made him even more convinced that the condition for exploding the treasure chest was to kill it.
But the difference this time made Li Shaoze realize that there were other conditions that could trigger the treasure chest to appear.
Maybe the uniform? Maybe it’s recognition…
Li Shaoze looked at the look in Abu's eyes when he looked at him, and suddenly understood in his heart: "Did I gain Abu's approval?"
"Haha, are you warrior spirit?"
Sir Li chuckled in his heart.
In fact, in terms of strength alone, he is one level behind Abu.
But winning or losing is not a comparison of data, any possibility will arise.
Li Shaoze seized an opportunity and sealed the victory in one fell swoop. This was just the result of a flash of inspiration.
Of course, after a series of opponents, Abramovich could not reach the peak either mentally or physically, which was one of the reasons why he lost.
At this time, Sir Yu from the Interpol team had already climbed out of the sea with a group of people, and their suits were still dripping wet.
But without delay, they took out their guns and pointed their dark muzzles at Abu.
"Hold your head and squat down."
"I'm warning you, if you resist again, we'll rob you immediately."
"Squat down!"
Abu is not a deadbeat. Seeing so many guns pointed at him, he wisely chose to squat down.
Yu Zhengnan personally stepped forward and took out the handcuffs, cuffing both of Abu's hands.
Abu seemed unaware and allowed them to do what they did. He just lowered his head and said to Li Shaoze: "Liberia, Wugenshanmu, if possible, help me pay homage to her."
"Tell her the murderer is dead."
"Want to pay homage?"
Li Shaoze was stunned for a moment, then thought clearly about the cause and effect, and nodded towards Abu.
For the sake of one skill point, he will try his best to do this. Of course, Li Shaoze doesn't actually hate Abu.
Because he knew that Abu's murder this time was probably not really for money, but to avenge others.
Seeing Abu being pressed onto the boat, Li Shaoze suddenly flashed the figure of Lu Xiaohe in his mind: "You are going a bit too far, two heroines in one scene?"
