Wang Kang said this passage almost word by word, and when Wang Kang spoke, Zhang Kun could even feel a hint of coldness in Wang Kang's eyes, faint, but it seemed very cold, like the middle of winter.

Zhang Kun almost instinctively twisted the brakes with both hands.

Wang Kang looked at Zhang Kun coldly, then turned around again and continued to move forward.

Zhang Kun looked at Wang Kang's back. Maybe he was really wrong today. He didn't have what Zhuo Qiang said at all, and he could do anything for the country.

Or, as he said, he was discharged from the army and it was no longer his turn to take care of these things.

Zhang Kun sat silently on the motorcycle, but Zhuo Qiang next to him began to react strongly.

I saw Zhuo Qiang floating in the air, looking at Wang Kang's back gradually fading away, his face as if he was incredible.

"No, it shouldn't be like this. Wang Kang, whom I am familiar with, should never be like this. He should rush to kill the criminals as soon as he hears this news, and grab the country's secrets."

"For him, national security is above everything else, national interests are above everything, and China's land cannot be defiled by anyone."

"It shouldn't be like this, there must be some reason here."

Zhang Kun looked at Zhuo Qiang as if he was crazy. For some reason, a little spark suddenly burst into anger in his heart. Zhang Kun turned his head to look at Wang Kang's back, which had gradually faded away, and suddenly groaned, then got off the motorcycle, took a foothold, and then chased Wang Kang like a meteor.

After a few steps, Zhang Kun came behind Wang Kang again, but this time Zhang Kun's face was not very good-looking. Zhang Kun said in a deep voice as if he was half cold: "Wang Kang, when I came, I was still full of expectations, and I was still thinking about what a great hero he was."

"But now it seems that it's just that. It's really a waste of money that Zhuo Qiang thought about when he was dying. He always thought that only you could solve this crisis and minimize the losses of the country, but you mercilessly smashed the expectations of your comrades."

"Zhuo Qiang kept saying how powerful you are, what a bullshit 'Erner Assault' three singles first place. I want to see if you are as powerful as Zhuo Qiang said."

After Zhang Kun finished speaking, he groaned and stretched out his right hand to grab Wang Kang's left shoulder. His five fingers were slightly bent, like an eagle claw, pressing him tightly on Wang Kang's left shoulder.

Wang Kang paused, turned his head slightly, and looked at the hand that was holding on his shoulder coldly.

Zhang Kun snorted coldly, and with a sudden force from his right claw, pulling Wang Kang's whole body backwards, but soon Zhang Kun's eyes condensed, and under his great force, Wang Kang did not move.

Zhang Kun snorted, just about to increase his strength, but a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest. Zhang Kun groaned, and half of the strength he had just driven out was instantly removed.

At this time, Wang Kang was still nailed to the spot, unconsciously letting go of his right hand, putting away the hoe on his shoulder, and then looking at his right hand that was holding his "soft" on his shoulder, he suddenly leaned forward, and a huge force passed along Zhang Kun's right hand towards Zhang Kun's body, staggering Zhang Kun's whole body forward.

After using the power of his shoulders to move Zhang Kun's body, suddenly, Wang Kang's left shoulder rushed backwards again.

One pull and one turn, one can get the essence of a retaliation.

Zhang Kun's face changed slightly, and his right claw instantly released Wang Kang's shoulder, and his left and right hands met Wang Kang's shoulder at the same time.

With his palms pressed against Wang Kang's shoulders, a huge force rushed into his body along his hands. Zhang Kun unconsciously took a slightly step back, and at the same time, a suffocation came from his chest, and a faint smell of fishy blood seemed to be heard from his throat.

Zhang Kun groaned, not daring to underestimate him any more. He punched and palmed his hands, and in the posture of Yongchun hiding the tiger, his fists and palms were like raindrops, attacking Wang Kang.

Seeing this, Wang Kang's face changed slightly. His powerful hands blocked the left and right, which made Zhang Kun's offensive move without leaking, but that was all the same, with almost no power to fight back.

However, Wang Kang's eyes soon condensed, and he actually opened the defense circle and pushed his shoulder toward Zhang Kun's punch. At the same time, he punched Zhang Kun's right fist hard at the shoulder.

It's actually a way of fighting with injuries.

Zhang Kun naturally refused. At this time, he was already injured, and he was the only one who suffered the loss.

Zhang Kun could only withdraw his right fist, avoided his body, and let Wang Kang's attack go.

Since then, Wang Kang's subsequent playing style has become a mode of exchanging injuries, and he has instantly gained the upper hand. Zhang Kun has more than enough defense, but he has no chance to attack.

After two or three minutes of this, Zhang Kun knew that if he continued like this, he would not have any results in one day. He snorted, seized the opportunity, fought with Wang Kang hard, and knocked Wang Kang back two steps. At the same time, he took advantage of Wang Kang's power to fly out of the battle circle.

Zhang Kun stood three meters away from Wang Kang and looked coldly. Wang Kang stopped after Zhang Kun retreated.

Wang Kang looked at Zhang Kun, and after three or four seconds, he said lightly: "You are injured."

Zhang Kun moved the corner of his mouth and said coldly: "The skills are not good, but his eyesight is good. If I hadn't been injured, ten of you wouldn't be enough for me to hit me."

Faced with Zhang Kun's provocation, Wang Kang replied lightly: "If it weren't for your hostility, would you think you could still stand and talk now?"

This bastard...

Zhang Kun felt annoyed and looked at Wang Kang's face and said coldly: "Okay, I admit that you are indeed very powerful, but don't forget that if you have this ability, it is cultivated by the country and a lot of resources. Do you have to waste this ability on the farmland? Are you right to the country?"

"I'm sorry to the country?" After hearing Zhang Kun's words, Wang Kang seemed to hear some very funny joke. He chuckled twice, then his face slowly became gloomy, and he looked at Zhang Kun with a cold face.

"Yes, my ability is indeed given to me by the country, and I recognize it. But for the past fifteen years of my army, I have been in the army, and have been rushing through the gates of hell dozens of times. If I hadn't been my life, if it were someone else, even if I had nine lives, it wouldn't be enough to throw it away."

"I killed terrorists with my own hands and no less than three digits. I have two first-class merits in my personal merits and two collective merits. I won't say much about the losses I have recovered for the country, but it's far more than the country's resources that have been consumed on me."

"After so many years, no matter how much the country has given me, I will pay it back."

"I'm worthy of the country, but, is the country worthy of me?"
Chapter completed!