C53 The Price of Blood (1/2)

Seeing Mr. Ruan's attack, Dong Wen Feng gasped in admiration. The opponent was extremely skilled, and had a rich amount of battle experience, tricking him with just one feint, then going straight for his own throat.

The throat was one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body. If he could grab hold of it now, he would probably lose his life.

A look of satisfaction flashed past Mr. Ruan's eyes, the power of his claws became even stronger, he looked at Dong Wen Feng like he was looking at a corpse.

His strength and speed had both reached their peak. He was confident that no matter who came, they would not be able to dodge his attack, not even himself!

But in the next second, Mr. Ruan was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

Dong Wen Feng had tightly grabbed onto his wrist, and was unable to place a single bit of energy into his body.

”This... How is that possible?! ” Mr. Ruan cried out in shock, his eyes filled with shock.

All this while, he had been very confident in his own speed. There might be people who were faster than him, but that definitely shouldn't include this guy in front of him!

However, just now, when his hand was about to grab the other's throat, the latter had been able to react and block his attack!

Mr. Ruan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. At their level, if he wanted to increase his reaction speed, it would be difficult to do it, not to mention that the guy in front of him was much faster than him!

How terrifying must his strength be!

”Your kung fu is not bad. However, it is just not bad at all.” Dong Wen Feng said indifferently.

Mr. Ruan felt Dong Wen Feng's contempt, and felt a sense of humiliation. As a soldier of Southeast Asia, his pride did not allow anyone to treat him in such a way!

”Go to hell!” The Mr. Ruan bellowed, and smashed his other fist at Dong Wen Feng's face.

”You overestimate yourself!” Dong Wen Feng's eyes flashed a look of ridicule, he released his opponent's hand and also threw out a punch.

Bang!

Their fists collided in the air, producing a muffled sound.

The huge impact forced Mr. Ruan to retreat, leaving behind a long footprint on the ground. After about ten steps, Mr. Ruan was able to stand firm on his feet.

Intense pain came from his left arm from time to time, causing him to frown.

Especially when he saw Dong Wen Feng standing there, his expression became even uglier.

In the previous match, he had lost!

”Brat, you have successfully angered me!” Mr. Ruan's voice was low, as if she was trying to suppress her emotions.

”So what?” Dong Wen Feng said in disdain.

”Hehe, I will soon let you experience the feeling of living a life worse than death!” Mr. Ruan laughed sinisterly as he took out a small blue pill from his pocket and swallowed it.

”Strengthening Drugs?” Dong Wen Feng shook his head and sighed: ”Don't you people in Southeast Asia have brains? Even something as big as this can be eaten like a pill. ”

The strengthening drug was a medicine developed by the Southeast Asian military. It could stimulate one's potential to the maximum extent. According to the test, it could increase one's speed and strength by several folds within half an hour.

Back then, when Dong Wen Feng fought with the Southeast Asian Special Forces, they all carried this medicine on them, so he recognized it with a single glance.

Of course, the side effects of this medicine were very great. The light ones would need to rest for several months, and the heavy ones would suffer damage to their bodily functions, or even die.