The strongest passerby

Chapter 63 Chill
Chapter 63 Chill

Ye Fang felt like he was hit head-on by a heavy truck.

His body was thrown backwards like a cannonball.

He chose a head-to-head collision at the first moment, no doubt wanting to use the first blow to test the strength comparison between himself and the opponent.

Because in a battle, it is very easy to open the distance after the first strike. Ye Fang only needs to complete this test, and then he can complete the targeted kill in an orderly manner.

This is in line with Ye Fang's character, even in battle, he will not give up the use of his head.

But he miscalculated.

The opponent's strength, physical strength, and fighting skills were far superior to Ye Fang's.

In the first collision, Ye Fang was forced to retreat, but he didn't succeed in opening the distance as he expected—but in fact, the opponent's foot hit the ground, and his body fell apart in an instant. Speeding up to kill Ye Fang again, he faced an unbelievably fast second punch!

After all, Ye Fang was transformed by the T virus. He failed in the first head-on attack, but he still had time to defend against the second attack.

But the rhythm of the battle has been skewed, being pulled towards the brainless confrontation that Ye Fang didn't want.

Ye Fang could only stretch out his hand and block the punch in front of him.

That was also a fist of flesh and blood, and it landed in Ye Fang's palm.

Ye Fang's right foot was half-arched on the ground, and his left foot was exerting force at the same time, trying to forcibly block the opponent's impact and his own retreat.

This is a contest of pure strength and power.

Ye Fang was fighting against a typical burly Caucasian man who was heavier and taller than him, and the mechanized assembly of the opponent's half body made him look terrifying.

The soles of the shoes rubbed violently on the ground, and Ye Fang finally stopped the Winter Soldier firmly at the moment when he completely exited the alley.

And at this moment, he has already appeared in the public eye.

The streets of Manhattan are quite busy at night.

At this moment, the pedestrians on the street all looked at this scene in the field.

And Ye Fang had already punched the opponent with a backhand, hitting the opponent's chin. At that moment, the burly warrior staggered back a step.

However, it was also at this step that the opponent turned his hands to his back and pulled out two submachine guns from behind. Then he moved forward with one hand and backward with the other, and the two murderous sharp weapons spit out the most blazing flames of death in an instant.

Natasha, who had just emerged, was forced back by a series of bullets, and Ye Fang, at such a short distance, approached and opened fire...

His complexion completely changed.

He turned sideways like lightning and pressed down the opponent's hand with both hands. The terrifying recoil of the gun fire made all three hands tremble violently, and even the muscles on Ye Fang's cheeks trembled violently. However, he raised his head. Come.

At this moment, the burly Caucasian man who was close at hand stretched out his foot and stepped on the joint of Ye Fang's right leg. The force was so great that almost at that one, the sound of bone cracking penetrated Ye Fang's eardrum. But it was suppressed by the dense and terrifying sound of strafing.

The field was already in chaos. The people who were watching just now dispersed. Police sirens rang rapidly in the distance. In the darkness and chaos, someone shouted: "That's the mutant captain! That's the mutant captain Ye Fang!"

Ye Fang didn't hear any shouts. At this moment, his world seemed to have stopped overnight. His hands were exerting force inch by inch, and his eyes were as cold as a blade that pierced the bone marrow.

Then the light submachine gun was crushed alive, the bullets from the explosive chamber flew between the two of them, and Ye Fang hit the opponent's head with a hammer.

It was a real, no-holds-barred collision. The burly Winter Soldier's head was thrown back by the impact, but Ye Fang had already withdrawn his hand and punched the opponent's chest. He didn't know what material it was made of. On top of the steel body.

As a result, this huge body was kicked back a step alive.

Ye Fang's hand began to ooze blood, and the flying bullet scratched across his cheek, leaving a shocking scar. Ye Fang was already kneeling down due to the fractured injury in his right leg, and a knee strike followed. That punch hit the opponent's chest.

The steel chest collapsed half an inch, and Ye Fang's body shook slightly backwards.

And during this moment, the other party only did one thing.

The Winter Soldier turned the muzzle of the gun in the other hand.

So when Ye Fang stabilized his body again, what faced him was a black muzzle with a faint smoke rising from it.

Natasha rushed out from the alley, and rushed towards this direction while shooting.

She was already very close to the entrance of the alley, and it only took two seconds at most to cut into the battle group.

But it only takes a second for the bullets in this light submachine gun to tear apart Ye Fang's head and penetrate deep into Ye Fang's brain.

At this moment, time seemed to be brought to a very quiet moment. This was the closest Ye Fang had come to death since his life, and it was also the moment when he was the calmest.

At this second, Ye Fang used the previous back swing to make a very slight sideways deflection, and then suddenly raised his body.

And at this very second, the opponent pulled the trigger again.

The result will only be known in the next moment. Ye Fang used his left shoulder to support the barrel of the light submachine gun on his shoulder. It was already a bloody mess.

But Ye Fang didn't even snort, because his opponent adjusted his posture all the time and tried to send the bullet into his brain or chest.

And once the other party did it, Ye Fang would lose all functions in an instant, and he wouldn't even have the chance to eat fairy beans.

So at that moment, Ye Fang hugged each other.

Ye Fang embraced the burly and taller Caucasian man in his arms. With his right hand, he pulled out the fruit knife from the real world from his waist, and turned it 360 degrees in mid-air to form the most powerful backhand holding knife. Then down.

The blade penetrated into the flesh and blood in an instant of one-third of a second, penetrated from the side of the neck, and then pulled along with Ye Fang's wrist, tearing the skin and blood vessels sideways, finally cutting the arteries and trachea, and then sprayed out What was shocking was the blood, and the blood-colored fountain was released in front of Ye Fang's eyes, instantly dyeing his vision scarlet.

And Natasha, who was able to rush to the field, never expected that Ye Fang would end the battle in such a thrilling way in such a short moment, and for a moment, she froze in place at a loss.

However, she looked at the scene in the field - the half-kneeling Ye Fang was covered in blood, hugging a dead body whose neck was bleeding madly.

A chill came from the bottom of her heart.

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