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The emergency lights in the corridor lit up one after another, which made Zhang Jun slightly frown. Fortunately, these emergency lights were not visible everywhere, and most places were still pitch black.
The US base was suddenly plunged into chaos, with some people rushing to repair the power generation equipment, others opening up backup power sources, and still others leading a large team to patrol all around.
Zhang Jun relied on his memory to quickly move towards the location where Guan Mei Xue was being held. Along the way, he had to pass through some solid isolation doors. These isolation doors all had backup power, and although the power was cut off, they could still be opened.
He had two severed hands and two eyeballs on him, all of which were taken from the corpses in the power room. With these things, he could easily pass through many isolation doors.
The entire base was like a maze, and an ordinary person would get lost even with a map. Fortunately, Zhang Jun's memory was good, and Fo Ye had the ability to see through illusions, so there were no roads that could confuse him.
Ten minutes later, he came to a door of a house and opened it with a broken arm. It was a very small room, inside there was only one bed and one toilet. There was no quilt on the bed, at this moment, a woman was sitting on it.
The woman looked like she was twenty-five or six years old, expressionless, with a cold gaze. She didn't show any special reaction when she saw Zhang Jun standing outside the door.
Zhang Jun looked at the woman, her skin was very white, her nose was straight, and she had a pair of captivating apricot eyes. Even though her expression was stiff at the moment, it still showed a few points of charm, making men's hearts move.
"Are you Shangguan Meixue?" Zhang Jun asked.
The woman asked coldly: "What kind of person are you?"
"I am the one sent by the top to save you." Zhang Jun said.
Shangguan Meixue's eyes flashed with a hint of light, she stood up and said coldly: "Your movements are much slower than I imagined."
Zhang Jun's mouth twitched slightly, thinking to himself that he had risked his life to save her, yet she was complaining. However, this wasn't the time to be petty with a woman, so he calmly said: "Follow me."
Two people walked in the corridor, one in front and one behind. Along the way, Zhang Jun encountered several groups of people, all of whom were easily dealt with by him, without affecting their speed at all.
After more than ten minutes, the two of them had already reached the exit. There was a "T"-shaped passageway nearby, and Zhang Jun had just arrived at the entrance when three people walked out from the left side. As soon as they met, he sensed that these three people were very dangerous, an aura he was very familiar with. The last time he faced American special agents, he had a similar feeling.
The three men on the opposite side also saw Zhang Jun and Shangguan Meixue, one of them sneered and said in English: "There's a yellow-skinned old mouse here, I'll go take care of him." As he spoke, he suddenly accelerated, pouncing over like a fierce gust of wind.
Zhang Jun narrowed his eyes, and with a swift motion, he pushed Shangguan Meixue aside before charging forward. The enemy in front of him was not the American soldier they had encountered earlier, but an exceptionally dangerous one, so he used all his strength.
He transformed into a dragon-shaped illusion and punched straight over with a loud crash.
This punch is precisely the mighty Taiji Cannon, with a fist like a cannon and great power and momentum.
The other party did not expect Zhang Jun's speed to be so fast, and his strength was so fierce. When he had a mind to retreat, it was already too late. The two fists collided heavily together.
"Crack!"
He let out a miserable cry, his finger bones and arm bones all broken, the fractured bones piercing through muscles, skin, and exposing themselves to the air.
Zhang Jun's body was short and stout, his left fist swung from below with great force, striking the opponent's lower abdomen like a whip. A dull thud sounded, the man's eyes widened in shock, then he spat out white foam, convulsed and fell to the ground, dying instantly.
The other two were shocked, the person who fell to the ground was nicknamed "Lightning Power King", known for his speed and strength, but unexpectedly killed by someone with even faster speed and greater power in one move.
Zhang Jun didn't wait for them to react, and he had already rushed forward. The concrete floor was cracked by him, slightly concave downwards. His figure struck like a cannonball, with both fists in front and back, exactly the killing move evolved from Tai Chi hammer style, Zi Mu Cannon Hammer.
Yu Xuguan taught him the nine major Taiji mother forms, each of which can evolve into countless killing moves. Even different mother forms can be combined to create even more powerful techniques.
His this mother-child cannon fist, is based on the Tai Chi Cannon Fist, combined with the "Mother-Child Fist" created. The Mother-Child Fist was taught by a peak expert in internal energy from Prison No. 4, extremely sinister and venomous. So this Mother-Child Cannon Fist has both ferocious characteristics and a toxic aura, making it impossible to defend against, and anyone who touches it will surely perish.
Two people immediately had their hair stand on end. One was covered all over in black fur and the other's skin shone with a metallic luster.
"Puff puff!"
Zhang Jun's body slightly tilted, and he launched a full-force attack on the black-haired man. The black-haired man originally saw Zhang Jun's one punch coming, so he countered with full force. However, as he struck out, Zhang Jun's other fist secretly attacked, hitting him right in the throat.
"Crack!"
A crisp sound, the black-haired man's Adam's apple was crushed, and he died on the spot.
His anti-strike ability is very strong, but Zhang Jun's punch was too overbearing and fierce, coupled with the fact that the human throat is a relatively fragile place, so he was directly killed in seconds.
Another person let out a loud roar and stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Jun. As soon as his hand moved, the tip of his finger shot out a silver-white claw, which was surprisingly made of metal.
"What kind of thing is this?" Zhang Jun was secretly shocked in his heart, and hastily dodged, then punched the opponent's shoulder.
"Boom!"
This punch was like hitting metal, and the opponent stumbled a few times, but was unharmed. Instead, he let out a strange laugh and suddenly pounced over.
Both sides launched a fierce battle, with Zhang Jun repeatedly striking and hitting his opponent's head, chest, lower back, and spine, but failed to inflict any substantial damage, as the opponent remained unfazed and continued to fight with undiminished strength.
"This person's body is like it was forged from metal, it's as if knives and guns can't penetrate it!" He secretly felt anxious, if he couldn't get rid of this person quickly, there might be even more enemies arriving, at that time, they wouldn't be able to leave.
His thoughts flashed and he suddenly pointed out, "Puchi" sound stabbed into the opponent's eyes. Suddenly blood splashed, eye balls fell, and the opponent screamed in pain.
"Give it back!" Zhang Jun bellowed, his hands grasping the opponent's head like a basketball, exerting a twisting force, and gave a fierce twist.
"Crack!"
Even if the opponent's neck was made of steel, it would be twisted off by this fierce force, let alone a flesh-and-blood body. The opponent's neck was twisted 360 degrees, and his body went limp as he fell to the ground, completely losing his combat effectiveness.
Zhang Jun didn't even glance at her, turned around and pulled Shangguan Meixue who was stunned, saying: "Let's go!"
As soon as they exited the intersection, he swept Upper Beauty Snow into his arms and sprinted forward like a grey dragon.
The moment she was picked up, Shangguan Meixue let out a sharp scream, as a warm and large hand grasped her plump buttocks, seemingly taking the opportunity to pinch them lightly twice.
