Sanders was still moving his limbs. On the contrary, Zhao Li was much less moving, just staring at Sanders, looking at his movements. To be honest, although Zhao Li was a leader among their first-stage recruits, he was nothing against the instructors of the special forces.

According to Zhao Li in the past, he would never have had such a dispute with Sanders. To be serious, this is not a dispute. These guys are extremely dangerous. Who knows if they will suddenly kill? Compared with Sanders, Zhao Li is one in the sky and one in the ground.

To agree to such a condition, it is similar to seeking death for Zhao Li, but Zhao Li is determined and there is still a flame in his heart that cannot be extinguished. Or, it is better to take this opportunity to vent violently.

I don’t know why Zhao Li suddenly seemed to be open-minded. Instead of being a person who is nothing in the old warden, it is better to strive for his status in it. Jiang Hao can see that he is not very satisfied with it. I don’t know how he came from that year, but Zhao Li never wants to be like him. Although these murderers are very dangerous, Zhao Li is not afraid.

"Boy, I began to like you a little. But since you really want to die, I can't say I can't help you." As a senior special instructor, this ability to adjust the mood is really terrible. It seems that the setbacks and embarrassment in front of his companions did not affect him at all. Moreover, to put it this way, it is obvious that he doesn't want to show mercy at all, and it is also an invisible threat to Zhao Li. If Zhao Li is afraid from the bottom of his heart, then he will achieve the goal of taking the lead.

"Stop talking nonsense, come on!" Zhao Lidang jumped out first and clenched his fists. This time it wasn't the policeman in hand, it was much more difficult.

"Come on!" Waving his fists, Sanders slapped two punches at the place with the most flesh on his face like a demonstration: "Come here!" He let go of his defense and walked up to Zhao Li with a swagger, with obvious provocation.

Zhao Li was not polite either. He clenched his fists and punched at the place where the demonstration was on Sanders' face. "Bang", the sound of flesh was heard loudly, but Sanders seemed to not feel it. His head just raised slightly, and then slowly returned to its original state. He smiled at Zhao Li and shook his head slowly.

This punch was not enough, and Sanders's silly expression showed everything. Zhao Li also knew that when facing physical strength, the two Zhao Li were not Sanders' opponents, but he didn't want to admit defeat. He punched his fist and punched the opponent's stomach.

Another "bang", but Sanders still felt nothing, grinning and mocking: "Without weapons, is that all? Come again!" His fierce look was not as embarrassing as he had just been pressed on the ground.

With the other party being so arrogant, Zhao Li would never retreat, and then there was a punch under the left and right ribs. Connecting Zhao Li's four punches, Sanders seemed to have not even moved his steps, and looked at Zhao Li coldly: "Are you finished? Try mine!"

Zhao Li dodged and dodged, but Sanders' fist was too fast. As soon as he moved, he hit the ear door with one punch. He had only time to tilt the vital point, but Sanders' punch still hit Zhao Li firmly in the face.

Like a light broken sack, Zhao Li threw several circles in the air before falling to the ground a few steps away. There was a dizziness in front of him, and the roar of his ears was even more powerful than the hammer he had just faced with Sanders. He shook his head a few times before he threw these dizziness out of his head.

"Okay!" Zhao Li gave a compliment. For some reason, this punch made Zhao Li feel a little happy and a kind of pleasure to vent.

He shouted OK, and his body rushed forward again, this time he used both fists and feet. The opponent's strength was too great, and it was impossible to rely on the power of the fist to work, or the legs were stronger, so he might gain something.

"Bang bang", two consecutive sounds, Sanders took Zhao Li's kick in the abdomen and punched Zhao Li again. Without any surprise, Zhao Li was hit a few steps again.

This time, I was in my chest, and it seemed that the force of the punch was greater than the one I just made. Fortunately, the condensed true qi of the basic physical fitness technique instantly shared most of the strength, otherwise, this punch would be enough for Zhao Li to faint.

After breathing for two consecutive breaths, Zhao Li threw away the pain after the punch and rushed up again. Sanders seemed to have forgotten his skills, and used attacks to attack. With two bangs, Zhao Li took two steps back.

This time, it was better, not because the whole body flew out, but because of the retreat of my own steps. It was much better than the scene just now.

"Exciting!" Zhao Li spat out a mouthful of saliva that seemed to be covered with blood, and shouted loudly. His figure rushed forward again, and his fists and feet were added together.

Sanders purely wanted to completely defeat Zhao Li in this project, and he had no intention of dodging defense at all. Unless Zhao Li asked him to resist the deadly point, the rest were all against Zhao Li. Zhao Li seemed to have forgotten the attack skills he had learned, and Sanders, like Manniu, fought face to face.

After all, Zhao Li was light and weak. After only a dozen times, he was hit by his violent fist and flew a few steps away. But Zhao Li seemed to be unable to defeat the fighter. After taking a few breaths every time, he rushed up and started attacking again.

I don’t know how long this situation lasted. Anyway, Zhao Li can no longer see a piece of good meat on his face, and he is blocked by his uniform, so he can’t see it, but he can estimate the scene of the shooting injury.

Sanders is also not much better. The only thing that looks more normal than Zhao Li is that he is originally a black man, and even if his face is a little bruised, he can't tell it on the surface.

"Boom" Another time, Zhao Li's body fell heavily not far away. It seemed that his body was a little unsupported this time, so he only supported himself on the ground for a while, and then he fell back.

Whether it is the murderer or the prison guards who are hiding and watching for a while, they all feel that Zhao Li has reached its limit and is unlikely to stand up. After all, Sanders is also a man of great reputation. This time, he did not kill at this time. I am very grateful to Zhao Li's relationship with him again and again in the past few times.

Zhao Li's back on the ground was violently ups and downs several times. Then, Zhao Li's hands once again supported the ground and slowly supported it. He stood up, wiped the blood from his nose casually, took a few quick breaths, and shouted: "Come again!" and rushed up again.

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