Red Dead Redemption

Rooftop.

The two figures moved rapidly, and the sound of the wind roared by their bodies and fists.

Hong Fei's body stepped like an old tree taking root into the earth, his steps were steady like a giant elephant, but his upper body was like a monkey in the forest.

On the other hand, Frank's footsteps are more light and agile, and his two slender arms are full of powerful energy like steel guns.

Frank's fighting is based on free-fighting, blending the essence of many modern fighting techniques, plus years of experience in actual combat and life-and-death fighting, which is indeed far beyond the reach of others.

But if you look closely, you can see that Hong Fei has closed his eyes at this time.

Frank punched straight in, facing the door.

The very subtle sound of the fist and the air suddenly squeezed in front of him formed a clear feedback in Hong Fei's mind. 's iron arm.

In an instant, Frank's feet were sure, and he pulled his hand back sharply.

Hong Fei's hand first moved in the direction of Frank's fist, but he immediately gave up the force when he sensed that Frank's muscles were tightening. Frank put his strength to one place.

As a result, the strength of Frank's arms suddenly increased, and his upper body suddenly fell back. He could only move quickly to stabilize his body.

However, Hong Fei's foot was already sticking out.

With a thud, Frank sat down on the ground with a little dazed look in his eyes.

Seeing that Hong Fei still didn't open his eyes, he just waved at him, Frank gritted his teeth sharply, stood up and clenched his fists again.

This time, he didn't rush to attack, but slowly moved closer to Hong Fei.

Hong Fei suddenly changed his posture and took one step out. When he inhaled, his muscles and bones were wide open, and his arms spread like eagles' wings; when he exhaled, he sat on the straddle with his elbows lowered, his energy quickly restrained, and the palm of his right hand was placed in front of him, and the palm of his left hand was placed in front of him. down to the lower abdomen.

Aside from the sound of the wind on the entire rooftop, there was only the rubbing sound of Frank's footsteps moving against the ground.

Frank stared at Hong Fei's body without blinking. He seemed to have engraved every inch of his body in his mind. Any slight movement would allow him to judge Hong Fei's next move.

As the two gradually approached, the rustling in his ears became clear, and Hong Fei's judgment of the distance between each other became more and more accurate.

Frank kept his fighting stance meticulously, shifted his center of gravity back, and moved his right leg forward as a test. If something went wrong, he could immediately step back and raise his right leg to defend.

Hong Fei is in an advantageous position and can naturally stay still, and Frank can't be impatient if he wants to seize the opportunity.

White clouds fluttered, the breeze blew darkly, and suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded on the street.

In an instant, Frank's pupils shrank suddenly, he didn't have time to think, he instantly tightened his arms towards his chest, and curled his upper body into a ball to prepare for the unknown shock.

I saw Hong Fei's right leg muscles suddenly swelled, and he took a big step forward. Although he didn't open his eyes, he stepped into the back of Frank's right foot with precision, preventing the other party from pulling his leg back and rushing forward. During the process, his body twisted, with the right shoulder as the forerunner, his arms were pulled down, his own weight, forward momentum and his own burst of strength were integrated into one, as if an invisible air mass was formed in the body, driven by the muscles and bones. Running wildly to the right arm.

In Frank's eyes, Hong Fei's whole body suddenly came in without warning, and the tiny figure suddenly enlarged in his eyes, like a huge and heavy beast rushing violently, and the interval was only a split second.

Bang!

The extremely dull sound suddenly swayed, and the forerunner's arm was at the center, and a round and firm force was released in an instant. Frank's two arms crossed in front of his chest shrank further inward and stuck to his chest when he was hit hard. The penetrating force pierces through skin, muscles and even bones.

Immediately, Frank flew three meters into the air like a sandbag. With a loud bang, he slammed a deep dent on the electric box on the rooftop. After falling, he continued to curl up on the ground, motionless for a while.

Frank only felt as if Hong Fei put his big hand directly into his chest and ravaged his internal organs for a while. Whether it was the heart, lungs or others, all suffered unimaginable shocks, which made his breathing abruptly stop, and his heart stopped. At the moment of the pulsation, the brain quickly began to lack oxygen, and the strength of the body disappeared immediately, and the control of the body was directly taken away by the brain, because at this moment, what his body needed more was to restore breathing to ensure oxygen supply to the brain, and all unnecessary actions were unnecessary. necessary.

Under the self-repair of the body, the still heart began to beat again, and Frank's curled body bounced open. He lay on his side and tried his best to open his mouth and try to breathe, ignoring the fine sand and dust on the ground and inhaling it into his mouth.

After a while, his breathing slowly became calm, and his eyes began to focus.

I saw Hong Fei standing motionless beside him, showing him a rather gentle smile.

Frank turned over and lay flat on the ground, panting and saying with difficulty, "Last time, I remember, no, it was like this."

"There are too many meetings, I'm sorry." Hong Fei clenched his fists helplessly.

What he cares more about is, why didn't he drop the skill card this time?

Could it be that each person can only drop one? Or is Frank just that kind of skill? Or is there a drop rate for skill cards?

after an hour.

Frank was naked, his arms and chest were shiny, it was the ointment made by Hong Fei himself. He was half-lying, his arms naturally resting on the pillow, and his fingers occasionally trembled involuntarily.

"You are revenge."

"no."

"that is."

"You are slandering me."

Frank said with a sullen face: "You almost killed me, I feel like I almost died!"

Hong Fei put down the tablet and said helplessly, "Isn't this not dead?"

"But you have such intentions."

Hong Fei shook his head, stood up and walked to the open gym on the side of the living room.

Facing the sandbag, Hong Fei said: "If I want to kill you, then I will change the way of exerting force, and I will not use two arms. I should do this."

With that said, Hong Fei posed again and immediately stepped forward.

This time, Hong Fei didn't turn his shoulders and arms first, but lowered his center of gravity. His hands suddenly reached up from the bottom to the top like a dragon out of water, and his elbows twisted. His arms rose and fell suddenly, and both palms landed on the sandbag in no particular order.

Bang!

A crisp sound reverberated in the room, but the sandbag was not knocked away, but the leather on the north side seemed to be pierced by a sharp blade, which instantly exploded a crack.

The fine sand was flowing, and Hong Fei turned around.

Frank seemed to see Hong Fei approaching suddenly, his hands arrogantly opened the boxing frame he was protecting on his chest, and then his palms stamped on his chest, tearing his skin and piercing his heart...

After a while, Frank put away all his complaints and stared at Hong Fei seriously: "How did you do it?"

"Practice."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-two. Don't worry about this, it doesn't matter how long you practice, what matters is whether you have the right direction when you practice, whether you have made continuous progress in practice, and how much you have improved. You can learn, but you don't have to. It is necessary to learn from me, because you already have a technique that suits you, and your body, reflexes and instincts are all integrated with your technique, and there is no need to change it.”

Frank was lost in thought.

Hong Fei: "In other words, it should be easier for you to understand."

Frank looked up suddenly.

"you're old."

Frank's eyes twitched.

Hong Fei got up immediately: "Okay, you can rest! I've given you all the information. In New York, you can decide what to do and come back to me when you need help."

"Why don't you participate?"

"Of course it's because I have more important things to do."

Going down to the bookstore on the first floor and raising the roller shutter, Hong Fei saw that more people were standing outside the glass door.

Hong Fei was very disappointed when that face with a warm smile appeared in full.