The hero of special forces is king

Chapter 168
There are not a few people who died at the hands of the enemy because they underestimated the enemy carelessly.

Chen Zhong showed the enemy his weakness and made the enemy feel vulnerable. When the subconscious contempt appeared, he began to fight back. The unexpected strength caught the enemy by surprise, and he easily gained the upper hand.

Flying Swan undoubtedly followed suit. Although Flying Swan was very vigilant and vigilant, he was still blinded by Chen Zhong's vulnerable performance.

Of course, this is just the pigeon's personal speculation.

In fact, Chen Zhong didn't have so much scheming, but he lacked self-confidence. Facing the aggressiveness of the flying swan, he didn't dare to have the confidence to resist.

Xu was influenced by his childhood growth. Deep in his heart, he felt extremely inferior, so every time he faced strong persecution from others, he would be in a hurry and find it difficult to resist.

Naturally, this kind of inferiority and cowardice gave the carrier pigeon a feeling of showing weakness to the enemy, and felt that Chen Zhong was playing tricks.

However, Chen Zhong didn't explain, he just pursed his lips and barely stood up, panting violently, he stared at the carrier pigeon tightly without saying a word.

"Don't talk?"

The homing pigeon was gearing up, and a smirk appeared on the corner of its mouth: "Rookie, don't think that just because you are a boring dragon, you will let me show mercy to you. Let me tell you, I don't have the kindness of the flying swan."

Chen Zhong still didn't say a word, but his fists were slightly clenched.

"Hey, you're a stubborn one. I really want to see if it's your stubbornness or my fist."

The carrier pigeon sneered, took a step forward, and rushed towards Chen Zhong.The left uppercut went straight to Chen Zhong's chin, and the vigorous fist brought a rolling wind, which was fierce and majestic.

Compared with flying swans, homing pigeons are obviously more ruthless, heavier and more direct.If the speed is as fast as a flying swan, the momentum will be even more violent.

Facing the attack of the carrier pigeon, Chen Zhong took a deep breath, not daring to shake it head-on. He lacked physical strength and was full of scars, and he currently didn't have the confidence to fight the carrier pigeon head-on.Chen Zhong, who was aware of his own situation, had no choice but to retreat and dodge to avoid the attack of the carrier pigeon.

However, when the left uppercut landed, the homing pigeon chased after him non-stop, and then made another right uppercut, pursuing vigorously.

One punch was fiercer than the other, and the punch was stronger than the punch, forcing Chen Zhong to retreat steadily, his breathing became disordered, and his steps faltered.

Facing the attack of carrier pigeons, Chen Zhong was in a dire situation.

"Hey, let me just say, this kid can't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. With his bear appearance, he doesn't look like a tiger at all." In the monitoring and command room of the base, Dilong smiled a bit.

"That guy Flying Swan is too kind, he's not as stable as Homing Pigeon, otherwise, how could he be put together by a rookie? Hey, he deserves it for being careless and underestimating the enemy." Dilong grinned grinningly, but he didn't have any sympathy for Flying Swan.

"If he is like the carrier pigeon and doesn't give the rookie a chance to breathe, No. 12 will definitely not be able to last for 3 minutes." Planing Dilong made a judgment, and he was not optimistic about Chen Zhong at all.

Zebra smiled at the side, turned to look at Dilong, and said, "Then tell me, how many minutes can the current No. 12 last in the hands of pigeons?"

"Within 2 minutes, if the carrier pigeon can't kill a rookie, it's too bad." Dilong said with a firm expression.

"Haha, if the carrier pigeon knew that you thought highly of him, he would probably try to get rid of No. 2 within 12 minutes, right?" Zebra laughed.

"What's wrong? Don't you think carrier pigeons are not good?" Dilong turned his head and glanced coldly at the zebra.

"Hey, I reckon that 2 minutes is too short, and the 12th is not so empty." Although Zebra also felt that Chen Zhong was vulnerable, but with the latter's stubborn temper, it should not last more than 2 minutes.

When Dilong heard this, a bit of contempt appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he snorted coldly: "Two minutes is too much for him. If he doesn't dodge, I'm afraid he won't be able to last even one minute."

"Hey, should we take a gamble too?" Zebra chuckled.

"What bet?" Dilong squinted at the zebra.

"It's simple, the boss's medal, just keep it for a while." Zebra chuckled lowly.

"You have a good idea!" Plane Dilong glared immediately.

"What's wrong? Don't you dare? You don't have no confidence in the pigeons, do you? What the old man said, can't be so false, right?" Zebra raised his brows and said leisurely.

"Your mother, the aggressive method?" Dilong snorted, "I bet you that within 2 minutes, the carrier pigeon will definitely finish off No. 12."

"Hey, all the brothers have seen it, Dalong, you have to keep your word." Zebra shouted immediately, causing many people to chuckle.

"Hmph, when did I ever cheat?" Dilong squinted at the zebra, but subconsciously touched his chest with his right hand. In the inner pocket of the chest, there was a medal of extraordinary significance hidden.

Seeing Dilong and Zebra swear by high-five, Cao Ying glanced at them, and said casually, "Don't you two bet my things, don't you think it's too immoral?"

"Hehe..." Plane Dilong suddenly laughed foolishly, "Boss, which one of our brothers is with whom?"

"That's right, boss, don't be petty, let the brothers touch it, you have a lot of meat." Zebra also laughed.

Cao Ying couldn't help but giggled: "You two are generous, it's not your own thing, you don't feel bad about it."

The planer dragon and the zebra looked at each other and just smiled.

Cao Ying glared at the two of them, then smiled and said: "Well, let me make a bet with you, if you two lose, I will return the medal, and besides, you two will take care of the stinky socks of the brothers next month, what? Sample?"

"Quack, boss, can't you bear the loneliness too?" The ground-planing dragon laughed strangely.

"To bet or not?" Cao Ying asked with a restrained smile and a glance.

"Gambling, of course! Boss, what kind of gambling method do you think?" Plane Dilong replied hastily.

Cao Ying chuckled: "It's simple, I bet on number 12 to win!"

"what?"

"Boss, are you out of your mind?"

Both the zebra and the earth-planing dragon turned pale in shock and exclaimed.

"Fuck off, you're the only one out of your mind." Cao Ying glared at Plane Dilong angrily, this guy can't spit ivory out of his mouth.

"Boss, do you want to bet on a game that is so sure to lose? You... take care of the brothers so much, it makes them feel embarrassed." The zebra couldn't help laughing.

"To bet or not?" Cao Ying asked lightly.

"Bet! The boss is so sympathetic to the brothers. If you don't appreciate it, you will be sorry for the boss's friendship. Bet, I bet, I will wash the stinky socks for three months, let alone one month." Plane Dilong waved his hand , said boldly and dryly.

"Hey, boss, you're asking for trouble. You can't blame the brothers for being unkind." The zebra smiled, obviously agreeing.

When Cao Ying heard the words, she pursed the corners of her lips indifferently, and said nothing more.

Peng Jiping, the chief of staff next to him, smiled: "My pair of socks can finally be worn for a few more days."

Everyone was speechless, they rolled their eyes at him, Jin Diao is too ruthless for throwing stones into trouble, right?
(End of this chapter)