On the afternoon of July 14, Zhou Xuemei went out of the rental house. The investigator followed him. Zhou Xuemei came to a small hotel in the urban-rural fringe three kilometers away, as if looking for someone. Then she left the hotel with a man. The man drove a Santana car and took Zhou Xuemei back to the rental house. After several identifications in Shaodong, he confirmed that the person was Zhao Zhiyuan.

Both suspects are in the rental house, which is a good time to arrest them. If the police who are responsible for surveillance are slight omissions, it may arouse suspicion among the two.

Everyone in Shaodong and criminal investigators from T City met together to analyze.

Shao Dong said: "Zhao Zhiyuan is a master of Sanda, but he is still a flesh-and-blood body after all. No matter how powerful he is, he is not bulletproof. It is very easy to kill Zhao Zhiyuan, but it is difficult to capture him alive. Of course, it is better for us to capture Zhao Zhiyuan alive without bloodshed."

Zhang Hao seemed very excited and raised his hand and said, "Dadong, it's okay, I'm the first to go."

Shao Dong said: "Zhao Zhiyuan's leg skills are very powerful. You must be careful. It is best to throw him down with a meeting, so that he has no chance to perform. If he is hit by him, he will easily be injured."

Zhang Hao said: "If you want to talk about fighting skills, I have never been convinced by anyone except Dadong, but I am not afraid of Zhao Zhiyuan, because this is not a one-on-one ring after all. We all have an absolute chance of winning together."

Shao Dong said: "In this way, Zhang Hao and Wang Bo are in the first echelon. The police in T City also selected four strong young men. We will deal with Zhao Zhiyuan, Yu Ping and Ma Si stare at Zhou Xuemei and resolve the battle as quickly as possible!"

Just as the police were preparing to take action, the man suddenly came out of the rental house and slowly went to a nearby small shop, as if he was going to buy daily necessities.

The investigator in charge of surveillance reported: "It's out, it's out, Zhao Zhi has gone to a shop next to him."

Shao Dong ordered: "According to the plan, Lao Yu, go to the rental house to catch Zhou Xuemei, and the rest of the people come with me."

Yu Ping, Ma Si and three T-city policemen, a group of five people trotted directly to the rental house where Zhou Xuemei was hiding, kicking the door open. Zhou Xuemei was sitting in the house watching TV. Before he could react, he turned his head and just turned his head and grabbed Zhou Xuemei's right arm with the other hand. Although Ma Si was gentle and gentle, he was not soft-hearted at all when facing the criminals. He grabbed Zhou Xuemei's left arm, left behind, controlled the joints, took out handcuffs from his waist, and worked with the police to rush forward, and worked together to clamp Zhou Xuemei's hands from behind.

Zhou Xuemei kept struggling and kept shouting: "What are you doing? Why are you trying to catch me?"

Ma Si said: "Why are you trying to catch you? I don't know."

Yu Ping said: "Take it away!" Everyone escorted Zhou Xuemei into the police car hidden at the intersection.

Shaodong, Zhang Hao's head was not going well, and everyone scattered to the small shop and slowly approached. Zhao Zhiyuan didn't care at first. Shaodong and Zhang Hao entered the door almost at the same time and headed straight for Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan was extremely vigilant. He looked up and looked at it. A trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He raised his legs and ran away.

The store owner shouted, "Oh! What are you doing?" He stood up subconsciously and wanted to stop him.

This shop is a residential renovated with two doors. The one facing outward is the storefront. Inside is the small courtyard of this residence. Because Zhao Zhiyuan went out to buy things was an accident, no one could have predicted that the police did not observe the terrain of the small shop in advance before arresting, which gave Zhao Zhiyuan the opportunity to escape.

When Shaodong saw Zhao Zhiyuan turning around and trying to escape, he stepped forward and raised his hand and grabbed Zhao Zhiyuan's shoulder. Zhao Zhiyuan did not turn around and kicked him back based on his feelings. Shaodong hid sideways, and Zhao Zhiyuan ran away and entered the courtyard of the residential house.

When Shao Dong was hiding, his figure stagnated. Zhang Hao rushed in front and the two chased into the courtyard.

Zhao Zhiyuan looked up at the wall more than two meters high, and rushed up with a "swoosh!" Shaodong pulled out his gun and fired his gun, "You'll shoot after running again!" Zhao Zhiyuan didn't look back, and the two casters used the force to leverage the force. He raised his hand to cross the wall. Zhang Hao was nervous and excited, his face flushed, his muscles were tight, and he also rushed over the wall in two steps. Shaodong followed closely and turned around and shouted "Encircle!"

The other four T-city investigators who participated in the mission were in a dilemma. It was a bit difficult to climb over this wall. The four of them turned around and ran out of the store, waiting for an opportunity to encircle Zhao Zhiyuan.

Outside the wall, Zhang Hao landed first, and in a second, Shaodong landed.

As soon as Zhang Hao pointed to the ground, he heard the sound of wind in his ears "Huh!" subconsciously raised his arms, "Bang!", Zhang Hao felt his whole body fly back as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, "Gudong!" The whole body leaned heavily against the wall.

At the same time, Shao Dong landed on the ground and raised his hand to block it. He didn't know whether the other party was using a fist or a leg, so he was knocked back to the wall. Shao Dong obviously felt a burning swelling feeling coming from his forearm.

Zhao Zhiyuan stood expressionlessly and said, "Have you practiced?"

When they met Zhao Zhiyuan, the two suffered losses at the same time, which aroused the fighting spirit in Zhang Hao's heart, and they yelled and wanted to take action.

Shao Dong calmly raised his gun and pointed it at Zhao Zhiyuan, "Squat down! Hold your head!"

Zhao Zhiyuan flashed, "Bang!" He kicked sideways, and Shao Dong's pistol flew out more than ten meters. Zhang Hao rushed forward and headed straight for Zhao Zhiyuan's left face. Shao Dong saw Zhao Zhiyuan's position and kicked forward with his legs.

"Bang!Bang!Swish!" Three sounds sounded in a row within a second. Zhao Zhiyuan sat up and waved his right hand, easily resolving the attack. He turned around and swung his legs behind him to sweep towards the two of them. The whole movement was flowing and was completed in one go, just like a special effect shot in a martial arts movie.

This is the first time that Shao Dong and Zhang Hao have encountered this top Sanda master in the country. Both of them feel tremendous pressure.

The two barely retreated and barely avoided.

Shaodong has always had great confidence in his fighting skills, and his speed and strength are also excellent, but at this moment, it seems that he cannot perform at all.

Zhang Hao felt even more uncomfortable. The opponent also practiced Sanda and he had a deep study of Sanda. Generally, he rarely used the back swing of his legs when facing the enemy because the back swing of his legs is very obvious. When taking the initiative to attack, due to the long route of movement and long exerting force, it is easy to be avoided by the opponent and seize the opportunity to counterattack your vital points. Zhao Zhiyuan's back swing of his legs is almost the same as the low swing of ordinary Sanda athletes. He could barely avoid himself at the moment of his legs and had no chance to counterattack.

Zhao Zhiyuan still had a blank expression on his face: "Sanda? Boxing?"

Zhang Hao said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense!" He punched and kicked Zhao Zhiyuan, and Shao Dong also came forward.

This time, Zhao Zhiyuan blocked left and right, did not fight back, lowered his head and avoided fists, and went sideways to avoid kicks, as if he was playing acrobatics.

Shao Dong and Zhang Hao attacked for more than ten moves in a row. Zhao Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and quickly pushed away Zhang Hao's right fist, and saw the gap. He stepped forward and hit Zhang Hao's chest. The moment he was mid-foot, Zhang Hao stopped slightly in the air, flew out two or three meters, and after landing, he turned around two or two seconds, and knelt on the ground with one leg covering his chest.

At the same time, Zhao Zhiyuan bent his left leg and used his knee to block Shaodong's right leg and kicked him horizontally. He raised his right leg and drew it from the upper left. He suddenly twisted his waist and used the combined force of his waist and legs to suddenly slash at Shaodong's head. Shaodong's body was blocked by Zhao Zhiyuan's left knee and lost his balance. He could only turn his head and dodge, "Bang!" He slashed Shaodong's shoulder. Shaodong stood unsteadily under heavy pressure and sat heavily on the ground.

Zhao Zhiyuan asked again: "Have you practiced Sanda? Or boxing?"

Zhang Hao gritted his teeth and rolled, hugged Zhao Zhiyuan's legs. Shao Dong's eyes lit up, he turned over and stood up, and rushed towards Zhao Zhiyuan.

Zhao Zhiyuan didn't even look at it. He punched Shao Dong, who was pounced in the air, and lowered his head and was about to punch Zhang Hao.

Shao Dong fisted in his chest. When he landed on the ground, he saw that Zhang Hao was in danger and had no time to adjust himself. He put all his strength into his right leg and swept Zhao Zhiyuan's chest.

Zhao Zhiyuan was held by Zhang Hao's legs and could not move. He could not use the force to block it. He could only use his arm to block it. His left forearm took the horizontal kick with Shao Dong with all his strength. "Bang!" Zhao Zhiyuan shook his body and finally suffered a minor injury.

Zhao Zhiyuan was eager to get rid of Zhang Hao, and punched him down. Zhang Hao lowered his head and fucked him twice in his back. Zhang Hao felt dizzy and a sweet smell came out of his throat.

Shao Dong adjusted his body, kicked his left and right legs in turn, Zhao Zhiyuan kept blocking left and right, and kept punching Zhang Hao's back in the gap between blocking.

"Puff!" Zhang Hao squirted out a mouthful of blood, splashing Zhao Zhiyuan's leg.

"Haozi!" Shao Dong was shocked.

"Blow...beat him!" Zhang Hao said.

Shao Dong's eyes turned red and he kicked over again. Zhao Zhiyuan raised his hand and blocked him. Shao Dong immediately closed his legs, and his body's inertia caused him to stagger. Zhao Zhiyuan looked at Shao Dong unexpectedly.

Shao Dong shouted and rushed over. Zhao Zhiyuan punched. Shao Dong clung his strength and shoulders, and used his shoulders to fight one punch. Zhao Zhiyuan punched again. Shao Dong pushed his chest and took another punch. He reached out to grab Zhao Zhiyuan's right fist like lightning. Zhao Zhiyuan's left fist again. Shao Dong grabbed Zhao Zhiyuan's right fist with both hands, and pushed two punches with his body. Taking advantage of the opportunity to get close to him, he pulled Zhao Zhiyuan's right arm behind him and rushed to Zhao Zhiyuan's back.

Shao Dong adjusted his figure, clamped Zhao Zhiyuan's crotch tightly from behind, and loosened his hands. Zhao Zhiyuan took off his right hand. He was delighted and was about to continue to punch Zhang Hao under him. Shao Dong grabbed Zhao Zhiyuan's shoulder with his left hand, and stretched his right arm to stalk Zhao Zhiyuan's neck. He murmured: "Brazil Jiu Jitsu, will you?"

Fighting enthusiasts all know a common sense. Although Sanda masters are very powerful, their fists and feet are far superior to normal people, under the rules of Sanda, they are standing. If one side falls to the ground, they are not allowed to continue attacking. However, if it is an unruly street fight, it is different. If the two fall and hold them on the ground, they pay attention to ground skills, based on falling and holding until they subdue each other.

It is true that Zhao Zhiyuan is a master of Sanda. He is a master of fighting under the standing rules. Shaodong's Brazilian Jiu-jitsu is a world-renowned ground technology. Behind the two sides, Sanda's technology has no room for performance.

In Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, the working principle of naked squeezing is to achieve a suffocation effect by pressing the throat, and the enemy can be dizzy and faint in just 3-5 seconds.
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