Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

Chapter 1608 Do you dare to compete with me again?
There was almost nothing to question about the subsequent games, as they were basically over before they even started.

Jiang Fan was as relaxed as if he was dealing with a new recruit in the army.

In the end, even Peng Yue couldn't stand it anymore and complained to Zhang Xu in a low voice: "The strength of the other special forces is okay. Although they are not as strong as the ace troops, they are still on par with our business special forces."

"Why is it that once the opponent changes to Jiang Fan, it seems like he loses so easily?"

Even Zhang Xu sighed: "This may be Jiang Fan's strength. I admire him very much."

Peng Yue teased, "If I let you go up, how many moves do you think you can fight with Jiang Fan?"

Zhang Xu said seriously, "Are you serious?"

Peng Yue nodded and looked at him curiously.

"I think if I get hit like that, my prosthetic limb will be dismembered on the spot."

"Puchi", Peng Yue couldn't help laughing out loud this time.

Shi Wenyuan suddenly coughed twice, and the two hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, I couldn't control it."

Shi Wenyuan said: "You two are so useless. You don't even dare to think about fighting Jiang Fan for three moves?"

Zhang Xu smacked his lips and said, "I dare to think about it, but I dare not put it into practice. If Jiang Fan attacks me ruthlessly, I don't think I can stop him even if I use all my power."

"Three moves and I'm dead."

What he said was definitely not an exaggeration. The more he interacted with Jiang Fan, the deeper his understanding became.

Jiang Fan's strength is absolutely unquestionable.

Especially after seeing so many special forces, Jiang Fan demonstrated to the fullest what it meant to crush everyone with his unrivaled skills.

The only character that is somewhat interesting is Jacka from the Wako Special Forces.

After the previous rounds of competition, this special forces soldier does have some strength.

Despite the continuous and sustained physical output, the opponent was still able to remain calm and composed, and it seemed that he was ready to compete with Jiang Fan.

Before the last match, the two of them looked at each other provocatively across half of the stage.

Jacka smiled, and there seemed to be a hint of provocation in his eyes, but more of curiosity.

Jiang Fan, on his part, showed no emotion. He raised his eyelids calmly, looked at the other party with disdain, and nodded slightly.

A group of responsible persons gathered together again.

"It's agreed. I'll bet for two minutes."

"I think judging by Jecca's condition, he should be able to perform well. I'll give it three minutes."

"Three minutes? Are you sure? Then you're definitely at a loss."

"Impossible, didn't you see Jacka's condition just now? It seems like he has a big move that he hasn't used yet."

The group was discussing so heatedly that they didn't even hear the host announce the start of the discussion.

It was not until the two men stood on the stage and a staff member stomped his feet that everyone realized that the noise they had just made was too loud.

"Start." The staff gave the command.

The two men pounced on each other at the same time, but Jiang Fan suddenly stopped when he was about two meters away from the other party.

However, the opponent swung his palm towards Jiang Fan with all his strength, and Jiang Fan immediately spun half of his body in the air, barely avoiding the opponent's attack.

Jeka's methods were indeed reserved, and his control over his body far exceeded that of other special forces soldiers.

Jeka's upper body was almost hanging in the air, but he was able to right himself in the first place and immediately adjust his next attack posture.

This made Jiang Fan's eyes light up. Not to mention that the physical energy he had consumed in the previous few games was almost invisible in this battle, and every one of his movements was smooth and fluent.

Even Jiang Fan couldn't help but want to watch it for a while longer.

If it wasn't the critical moment of the competition, Jiang Fan would definitely stop and talk to his opponent about his attack methods.

With quick eyes and hands, Jeka aimed at Jiang Fan's calf again, and swept his hook-like leg towards Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan continued to retreat and dodge. After several moves, even Jeka became a little annoyed.

It seemed that he was putting pressure on Jiang Fan with every move, but in fact, every movement was painless and hardly caused any harm to him.

On the surface, he was the one who forced Jiang Fan to retreat, but in fact, everyone could see that it was Jiang Fan who played him around.

Jeka became more and more annoyed. He rushed towards Jiang Fan indignantly. His attack was so swift that even the wind came with his palm.

The people in charge below the stage were even more nervous than Jiang Fan, and some of them were staring at the stopwatches in their hands.

The two minutes are almost up, why hasn't Jiang Fan fought back yet?
If this continues, the two who bet on three minutes will really win!

At this moment, Jiang Fan took advantage of the situation and pulled the opponent's arm. The fist that was about to hit Jiang Fan suddenly became soft and could not find the center point.

Jecca looked at Jiang Fan blankly, but Jiang Fan grabbed his arm, put it around his chest, and trapped him with his arm like a rope.

His body suddenly lost weight and Jiang Fan pushed him to the ground.

Jecca thought of many ways in which he would be defeated by Jiang Fan, but he never expected that it would be in such a terrible way.

Jie Ka roared unwillingly: "Jiang Fan, let me go quickly, do you dare to fight me?"

Jiang Fan looked down at him: "Isn't it obvious who is better? What else do you want to see?"

Jacka collapsed and said, "You are insulting me! You are insulting a special forces soldier. Do you know what the price is?"

"Haha, insult?" Jiang Fan chuckled: "The weak should be encouraged, how can this be an insult?"

"Besides, if you want to pay me, why not give it to me now? Why wait until the end of the game?"

Jiang Fan's words went straight to Jecca's heart.

The staff member half-knelt on the ground, looking at the countdown on the floor.

"nineteen"

Jiang Fan didn't even sit on him, but instead used half of his knee to support his back, but it seemed as if he had locked everything about him.

He struggled on the ground for a long time, but unfortunately he couldn't move at all.

He used all his strength, his neck and face were all red, and his neck was crisscrossed with bulging veins.

But even though he tried his best, it was of no avail.

"Three, two, one."

The staff's applause marked the end of the competition.

The moment Jiang Fan let go of his hand, Jeka burst out with a powerful force from nowhere and almost knocked Jiang Fan to the ground.

Fortunately, Jiang Fan reacted quickly and took a step back as he fell backwards.

In a flash, he grabbed the other person's hand that was extended to him again.

"Brother, the game is over. It would be unkind of you to launch a sneak attack again."

Jeka was so angry that he said unwillingly: "Jiang Fan, do you dare to fight me again? What happened just now doesn't count."

"Hmm?" Jiang Fan asked doubtfully, "If you say it doesn't count, then where do you put the staff?"