Chapter 215: Z Oil Established (6)
Hengde and Dyson really started fighting, not fooling around. The two of them moved for real.
The wide corridor was suddenly silent, and only the sound of low breathing in the quiet space announced the existence of the two men. Dyson moved his wrist calmly.
Hengde knows that this kid is about to explode, two people have lived and died together for so many years, who doesn't know whom. For Dyson, Hengde did not dare to slack off.
I couldn't help but move my ankle and turn my stiff neck. Dyson finished his event and waited there. Hengde grinned and moved more and harder.
Dyson frowned.
"You're fucking endless."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hengde jumped up in place with a tiger leap, and spun three hundred and sixty degrees in the air. Dyson could only see a figure, a gust of wind coming towards him.
Poor Dyson couldn't break Hender's spiral leg. Like a rolling gourd, he was kicked to the floor and rolled several times before stopping.
But Dyson couldn't crack Hender's spiral leg, and Hender didn't want to hurt Dyson with his spiral leg. Dyson, who got up, glanced at Hengde angrily.
"You kid, don't follow the rules. I said that we are not allowed to use your spiral legs in the future, you are bullying! I've been studying it for more than ten years, and I haven't broken your spiral leg. β
As soon as Dyson stopped, he moved forward. Smashed his fist like a gibbon at Hender. Dyson's Iron Fist is his mastery of fame, whether it's smashing or hammering.
The strength is ruthless, no less than a yellow sledgehammer with a hammer of eighty. It is said that if you decorate and smash the wall, you don't need to buy a sledgehammer. It's a pity that our Dyson is a stunt and is easy not to leak.
So dear friends! Yucha mutters, nothing has to be a skill! At least you can't starve to death, you have something to eat, and if you have good skills, you can marry a wife, have children, and support your family.
Similarly, for Dyson's iron fist, he didn't dare to take it hard. The light is a bruise on the skin, and the heavy is a bruise on the bones, broken bones and tendons. The only places where Hengde can carry Dyson's iron fist with his whole body are his back and his own feet.
"Ge Laozi, you dare to move your fists."
Hendt took a step back and threw a 180-degree side kick at Dyson's iron fist.
"Smack"
Dyson took a step back, and Hengde was directly smashed by Dyson's punch on the center of his foot, and flew out diagonally with an 'oops', and fell straight out five or six meters away.
"How about Hengde, enjoy the taste of."
Hengde stepped forward and ran quickly. Leap high again, a positive split. The big spike struck Dyson on the right shoulder, and Dyson hurriedly flashed.
"Your grandma's madness, you want to destroy my arm. Okay Hender, let me taste my Desert Pig tricks.
Dyson rolled on the ground like a spinning top. Trickling in front of Hengde, Hengde stood firm and let out a loud shout.
"Good time, I'll let you roll all over the floor."
After speaking, he bowed like a green swallow and jumped four or five meters high on the spot. Having dodged Dyson's rolling attack, he had jumped behind Dyson.
It's a kick to Dyson's ass. Dyson was kicked in the middle by Heng De, but he didn't expect to roll faster. It rolled back.
Heng couldn't dodge it, after all, Dyson was about to catch up with the spinning top. was grabbed by the spinning Dyson, and spun up rapidly.
Suddenly I felt like my center of gravity was out of control, and my head was down. was hugged by Dyson's legs and thrown out like a turn. Hend's embarrassed tumbling fell into the corner.
My head hit the wall hard, and I felt dizzy in front of me, and there were little stars everywhere. In fact, the consciousness is still sober, this is the exchange. If he is really against the enemy, he will not be spared by Dyson's dagger.
Dyson stopped and walked over to Hengde with his head held high. patted Hengde on the back and kneaded the big vertebral points for him twice, and Hengde felt relieved of his vertigo.
"Well, I'm not dead yet. I'll tell you Hender, my title of Desert Pig wasn't given for nothing. I can't play with guns, and I can't compare to you when I play with bullet legs.
But playing Iron Fist and the Whirlwind Pig I became famous for, you are definitely no match for me. How about bro, my old pig is not old.
I WENT ON THIS MISSION, AND YOU WERE AT HOME TO PROTECT ANNIE. Listen to me Hender, if something goes wrong with our goddess.
'Bah, bah, bah. β
There's never going to be a problem, I mean if she falls while walking. 'Bah, Bah, Bah' how can you wrestle well.
All right! If there's a hair missing, you'll have to pick it up for me and save it. Let me know it's gone, and see how I clean you up. β
Hengde moved to his feet, and glanced disdainfully at the desert pig, Dyson.
"Are you going to do it? What are you going to play these two times? That hellish place in the Middle East doesn't pay attention to hand-to-hand combat, it pays attention to missiles and artillery shells, and stray bullets.
Do you think the current battlefield will let you play with bayonets, my poor pig. YOU DON'T DREAM, WILL ANNIE LET US GO.
You can't even feel her behind you, so turn around and see. β
DYSON TURNED HIS HEAD STIFFLY AND FOUND ANNIE WITH AN ANGRY FACE STANDING BEHIND HIM IN A NOBLE EVENING DRESS. The figure immediately softened.
It's like an eggplant that has been beaten by frost, and I feel weak all over. The two gorilla-like arms also slid weakly in front of him, his hands twisting and rubbing against each other.
βANNIEοΌ Don't, don't be angry. We're joking, we're joking! Don't be angry, I didn't tell you seriously, I didn't say anything. β
Dyson turned around and ran to the office.
"Stop, Dyson, you're back."
DYSON SHUDDERED, HE WAS ANNIE'S OPPONENT, IN FRONT OF THIS GODDESS. Even if he joins forces with Hengde, he can only withstand ANNIE's ten moves, and he will definitely lose after ten moves.
βANNIEοΌ Don't, don't be angry! I was wrong, you are in an evening dress! I was wrong, I was really wrong about my goddess! β
ANNIE SMILED AND SAID TO THE TWO OF THEM.
"Why don't you hurry up and change your clothes, the guests will be here in a moment. Let's look at the situation, I want the three of us to go together. β
Hengde and Dyson were shocked.
"WHAT, THAT'S ABSOLUTELY NOT OKAY, ANNIE, IF THAT'S THE CASE. We might as well do it ourselves. Why partner with these sanctimonious guys.
IT'S JUST THAT NOW I DON'T THINK YOU HAVE THE NEED TO TAKE ANY CHANCES. We, the MBI Foundation, are not short of this money, so it is better for us to persuade His Royal Highness. β
ANNIE STOMPED HER FOOT SLIGHTLY IN ANGER. Hengde and Dyson were in a daze.
"Why don't you go and talk nonsense. We've got to do it, you two idiots. Don't you think our MBI is a bit dazzling right now?
We have to integrate all these resources and tie them to the same rope with us, so that no one can escape. Even if you want to run, you will run together under our command.
If they run for their lives, they can only stay put. The reason is that they are tethered to a rope, which is called a grasshopper on a rope, understand? β
Hengde and Dyson shook their heads stupidly, they really didn't understand the meaning of the sentence.
"Grasshoppers? IS IT THE KIND OF FRAGRANT LITTLE FLYING INSECT THAT CAN BE EATENANNIE? β