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"Hassan is going to lose."

Zhao Ping'an stood beside Zhang Jian, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

Zhang Jian looked at the two people on the field with interest and shook his head.

"Not so fast."

"Du Jian and the others practice formal grappling and fighting. Every move is a fixed pattern, and they focus on defeating the enemy with one blow."

"In addition to these beliefs, Suleiman and his gang also have richer battlefield experience. They have also fought underground in the southern district of Tehran in the past two years."

"In a place like that, there are all kinds of dirty tricks."

"Just watch, Captain Du's men are holding their fire and are ruthless."

"But Hassan is not a light-hearted person. He can resist beatings, and the more blood he sees, the more excited he gets."

Hassan's eyes had turned white at this time, a "gurgling" sound was coming from his throat, and his hands were scratching in the air.

Just when everyone thought Hassan was going to lose.

His right hand suddenly touched the tactical belt buckle around Lei Zi's waist.

Madness flashed in his eyes, and he dug hard with his fingers.

"Click."

The belt buckle is open.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hassan shrank his body suddenly, and unexpectedly slipped out of Lei Zi's chokehold.

Lei Zi was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Hassan had already turned around and struck a fierce elbow straight to Lei Zi's face.

"Bang!"

Lei Zi couldn't dodge and was hit hard on the bridge of his nose.

Blood spurted out instantly.

Lei Zi held his nose and took a few steps back, his eyes red.

Hassan gasped for air, touched the red mark on his neck, and grinned.

"Want to strangle me?"

"You're still young."

Lei Zi wiped away the nosebleed, looked at the red color on his hand, and suddenly laughed.

"Okay."

"Enough."

He rubbed his bloody hand on his trouser leg, roared suddenly, and charged at Hassan again like a mad rhinoceros.

The two of them instantly rolled into a ball on the sand.

Lei Zi wanted to use his weight advantage to suppress Hassan, and grabbed Hassan's collar with both hands, trying to strangle him again.

Hassan didn't give him a chance at all. His legs wrapped around Lei Zi's waist like a snake, his hands tightly hugged Lei Zi's neck, and he pulled down with all his strength.

Lei Zi couldn't break free and directly hit him with his head.

"Boom!"

His forehead hit the bridge of Hassan's nose hard.

Hassan let out a scream, and blood suddenly spurted out from his nose, confusing Lei Zi's face.

In pain, Hassan became anxious.

He opened his mouth and bit down on Lei Zi's shoulder.

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