The loud sound of the "bell" and the screeching sound of the metal violently making everyone want to cover their ears.

However, no one had time for that superfluous action, and all eyes were fixed on the place where the axe and the chain touched. The fat man like the god of war is not just a chain as thick as a thumb, but a door of hope for women and children.

The slash that jumped from the air and was full of all its power gave the impression that it could almost split a mountain.

The sparks of steel that touched almost everyone's eyes far outstripped the flames that were burning.

However, in front of the iron chain as thick as two fingers, such a huge split only split more than half, and the entire iron chain was not completely broken.

The scorching flames continued to burn, and a cloud of white mist rose from Liu Lang's body, which was the water on his body that was rapidly evaporating. The scorching temperature, along with the moisture in his clothes, was transmitted to Liu Lang's skin from all directions, and through every pain nerve on his body, it was transmitted into his brain.

The pain stimulated Liu Lang's eyes wide, and he pulled it out suddenly, raised the fire axe high above his head, and was about to use his strength to split it again.

It's just that before he could exert his strength, the wooden-handled fire axe broke in two, and in everyone's stunned eyes, the all-steel axe fell to the ground, and everyone's hopes fell into the abyss.

Without an axe, how can you split the chains? They don't have time to look for another axe.

Looking at the half-cut wooden handle in Liu Lang's hand, and looking at the axe that fell at Liu Lang's feet, the little foreign girl suddenly burst into tears, "Liu, you have done your best, you have done well enough, let's go!" While the oil drum hasn't exploded yet, while you still have the strength, get out of here, your fiancée is still waiting for you, your independent regiment still needs you, you still have the motherland you love, and you still have the upcoming invaders to deal with. ”

Looking at the wooden handle in his hand blankly, looking at the iron chain that had been split by an axe that he had used the greatest strength in his life, and then looking at the hopeful eyes of the children who were held in the arms of the adults, Liu Lang's eyes were red.

Suddenly roared: "Lao Tzu is Liu Lang, the tiger of the West, the best soldier of the republic, the duty of a soldier is to protect civilians and help the weak, even if they have nothing to do with Lao Tzu, but no one can stop the people that Lao Tzu wants to save, and God you can't stop it." ”

Yes, in front of the children's hopeful eyes, Liu Lang gave up his national view, at this moment, he is not just a Chinese soldier, he is the purest soldier.

With the roar, Liu Lang turned around suddenly, and slammed backwards with his back, the iron mountain of Baji Boxing, one of Liu Lang's killing skills, at least ten Japanese criminals were hit by his trick and broke their tendons, and he also used his thick back to break a tree the thickness of an adult's thigh.

However, now he is facing a fine steel chain, even if it has been split in half, but, is that really something that can be broken by manpower?

No one believes it, not even Liu Lang himself, has no bottom.

However, if you don't try, how do you know!

In the flames in the sky, the scene of a man covered in white mist slamming his back against the iron door with a wild roar may stay in the hearts of everyone present for a long time and will not be forgotten.

John. Wall stared at the shocking scene in front of him with his mouth wide open, and only then did he probably know why a noble lady as Miss Laura would favor a mediocre-looking fat man from weak China and disdain him as a personable young man.

Because, compared with this fat man who is crazy about hitting the flames in the sky and trying to open the door of everyone's hope, even the British handsome pot himself thinks that it is simply bullshit.

Even he couldn't help but want to give a thumbs up and say to the crazy fat man, you are really sent by God!

It is a boundless bravery, a noble character who shines brightly.

Comet also looked at the crazy fat man with her mouth slightly open, although she didn't quite understand why Liu Lang took such a risk to save the white people who were not very related to him, but she could feel the tenderness in Liu Lang's domineering peerlessness, which came from the most real human nature.

At this moment, he is no longer the ruthless and murderous super soldier, he is the patron saint of everyone here, including above, his purpose is to break through the iron door and open a door of escape for everyone.

Peeking at the little foreign girl standing next to her, who was already in tears, Comet had an indescribable feeling in his heart, maybe he was for her! If there was such a man who was crazy about himself, maybe that would be a good feeling.

Comet, who has never been involved in the love affair between a man and a woman, begins to dream of love for the first time because of the madness of a fat man.

Naturally, the little foreign girl is not to mention. Who is Liu Fatzi working so hard for? It must be for her! I'm afraid that she will be roasted by the fire, afraid that she will be burned by the fire, so I will complete her protection for her! This spirit of silent dedication is definitely love! While I secretly like this product for a long time, this product is not exactly a wood! It turns out that he likes me too.

The little foreign girl burst into tears, just like the comet thought, her heart was painfully happy, and there was even a thought in her heart, if he couldn't open the door and the oil drum exploded, then she wouldn't leave, and she should be happy to die with him!

That is, I don't know if he believes in God? If you don't believe, then you can't go to God to report together, so you can go with him to report to God you believe in.

A group of aboriginal pirates watched with wide eyes as this crazy fat man did futile madness, paralysis, this fat man was crazy and didn't want to live, but the old men still wanted to live! Although they have a lot of respect for Liu Lang's crazy behavior, more pirates are quietly retreating, as long as the oil barrel explodes, they have to run away quickly! If you don't run, you'll have to die here.

The thinking logic of men and women is really so different.

If Liu Lang, whose back was burned and the skin was peeling off, knew that everyone was thinking like this, he would definitely tell the people who had their own thoughts loudly, Don't be a mother, Lao Tzu doesn't believe in God and doesn't want to go to the Jade Emperor to report, with this kung fu, can't you find more water to splash on me? Lao Tzu is about to become a roast pig.

It's a pity that Liu Lang, who is holding back enough strength and going crazy, doesn't have the time or energy to look at the guys who just watch him go crazy, and if he doesn't break the iron door, the roast pig will soon be unable to be, and it will become bone scum.

According to the time calculation, even if he wants to flash people without pretending to be forced at this time, it is estimated that it will be too late. Once a drum of more than 300 catties explodes, no one can live within a radius of 100 meters, and that thing is a super large incendiary bomb.

Maybe the Jade Emperor who opened the back door for Liu Lang really didn't want to take Liu Lang's goods back, maybe the fine steel chain had been softened and brittle by the fire, or maybe Liu Lang's protagonist's aura broke out again, anyway, when Liu Lang hit it for the tenth time in a row, the iron chain "rattle" and was broken alive.

The door opened.

"The man threw the child over." Liu Lang didn't even have time to shoot the flames of his clothes before he dropped a sentence, and then ran to the last oil drum in the sea of fire.

Directly ripped off his pants that had been burned to pieces, revealing two big white legs, wrapped his hands and arms with the rags of his pants, hugged the oil drum directly with both hands, roared "up", and rushed out of the iron door with the oil drum in this way in the terrible sound of the skin and flesh being scalded "squeak".

"Beast 。。。。。。" I don't know if Langtuanzuo took the initiative to show his little red pants resolutely, or if he carried a big oil drum of more than 300 catties by himself, which was too eye-catching.

Anyway, everyone, at this moment, burst out with the same voice in their hearts.