Counterfeit Hero

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Monroe fainted.

From the promising first-class mech commander to the change of a waste person, he regrets and hates. The severe pain and humiliation directly destroyed his will.

"Halo?" The fat man squatted down, fiddled with Monroe in surprise.

There was silence in the training ground. The trainer trainer who had just followed Monroe's provocative look at the moment could only stand on the spot dumbly without moving.

Monroe is finished. His entire process from heaven to **** is so clearly displayed in front of everyone. This cruel evolution makes people palpitate.

From the moment Monroe's hand was scrapped, it was already destined that Tailiu would no longer have his place-a sergeant with broken arms and bones, even if the bone was connected, it would never It may be possible to perform subtle mecha control again.

No one thought that the fat man who was rich and easy-going, and seemed to have no threat, was so terrifying.

"It's okay to be dizzy." The fat man patted Monroe's cheek generously, and stood up: "Eat a bite and grow a wise man, kid, it should be taught a lesson. This is my generosity. Yes, hehe ... "

The students looked at each other, and they shivered involuntarily. What's so cruel, how does this fat man in his twenties grow up in front of him, does he still have humanity?

"Okay." The fat man pointed a few people with his fingers. "You, you, and several of you, carry them out. Don't send them to the hospital, save money, just throw away the door."

Looking at Monroe and others on the ground with pity, now, everyone has only one thought left in his mind: "Absolutely, don't provoke this fat man! This guy is more ruthless than Monroe and Cooper!" "

The students in the named place did not hesitate at all, and they picked up a few people on the ground and went out. They have no choice. The thunder means the fat man showed made everyone understand-he dared to abolish Monroe, he also dared to abolish all the people here!

The Pro Branch has changed. Now, it is the guy who knows the name and does not know the name. As for when these people are thrown at the door, what will happen to the entire Tailiu and Freeport. They dare not even think about it.

It happened too quickly and suddenly. They didn't have time to realize the meaning behind them-the curator appointed by Cooper had abolished his heirs. Is there anything more confusing than this? Is Monroe annoying Cooper, or is there something else behind him?

The only thing that needs to be done now is to be farther and farther away from this coming storm!

"Right ..." Suddenly the fat man reached out and stopped the student who was carrying Monroe, with a confused expression on his face: "What's the name of this acting idiot?"

"....................."

The student who was about to collapse just opened his mouth. Suddenly, the fat man gestured in silence.

In silence, a woman cried in panic from the corridor outside the gate of the training ground that had already been opened.

Upon hearing this voice, the fat man's face changed suddenly.

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When Gandy grabbed his hand violently, Helen only felt as if he had been licked by a viper, and he suddenly had countless goose bumps. Can't help but shout: "What are you doing, let me go!"

"Let go of you?" Gandy smiled slyly, with a pair of triangular eyes shining wickedly: "Aren't you going to sign up, what are you running in a hurry?"

"I'm not here to learn!" Helen struggled, trying to throw away the disgusting hand of the old bastard: "Why are you doing this! Let go of my hand."

"Don't learn ... hey." Gandy gripped Helen's hands tighter. Helen's anguished voice made him sound more imaginative: "It's not easy to play me, asking and not Sign up, what do you think our Tailiu is bullying? Since you do n’t understand the rules, then I will teach you how to be a man today. "

As soon as the words fell, Gandy squinted his triangular eyes and raised his hands with teeth, giving Helen a slap in the face.

There was a snapping sound.

The lobby of the Mecha Hall suddenly fell silent.

Looking at Helen, who was overwhelmed with her face, the girls at the reception desk, as well as several staff members and students couldn't help but feel pity: "This girl is ruined."

Although I rarely see it at ordinary times, everyone knows that this is a trick used by the old people. Many girls who resisted at the beginning were beaten by a few slaps and immediately fell into a daze. In a trance, this villain can only be allowed to do whatever he wants. It is no secret that he was hitting a woman at the Pro Branch.

"The girl was slapped by Lao Tzu's slaps, and then she became soft, whatever you want to do." In this way, the old **** cudgel blew more than once.

"Hum, don't think I can't see it." Gan Dibao smiled and charged Helen with a charge: "If you want to get in and listen to our technical secrets, I want to run after I see through it!" Wearing a security uniform, the pestle frightened outsiders in the hall to make a mouthful: "Bring her to my office, I will try it well!"

He had already stared at Helen, and immediately threw himself up. He grabbed Helen who was completely sluggish and dragged him down the corridor beside the hall. According to the usual practice, after Gandy is refreshed, they can also taste some sweetness. In Freeport, such things are not surprising.

If you want to blame it, then blame the girl's voice is too sweet and too nice. And the casual clothes of the No. 1 can't be concealed, the bulging round plump double breasts, making people excited.

Not to mention the old ** Gandi, even these two low-level thugs have also seen it for a long time-this woman is the most natural stunner. White and tender skin, with **** and fat buttocks and a slender waist with a firm grip, lay down on the bed, listening to her screaming with that sweet voice in the storm, it was a wonderful enjoyment!

"Let me go! What do you want to do!" Helen struggled and called, but seemed so lonely in this indifferent hall. She suddenly understood that this was not Le Lei, this was a deformed and cruel world. In this world, far away from the self-protection of the Lerexian family, it is just a naked lamb.

"Release her!"

Just when Helen had been dragged to the entrance of the hallway, almost desperate, a cold voice rang from behind.

As if struck by a thunder, Helen stopped struggling.

She turned her head, and she was standing behind her in tears, not who was the fat man who had suffered a thousand knives? The extreme fear, despair, shame, and sudden ecstasy all turned into endless grievances, tears twirling, and they came out at this moment.

Looking at Helen's tears, looking at her swollen cheeks, looking at the two thugs who still grabbed Helen and Gandy who followed with a sly smile. An anger burst into the head of the fat man's heart, burning his eyes red.

Helen is not her own woman, but Helen is Lere's woman.

In this world, Le Lei has been fed up with bullying. These people are forced to live in other countries, and count down the end of Lere every day. No one is disguising himself as a madman. In this crazy world, he is ridiculously trying to only hold the sky in despair. Now I still want to see a woman who is regarded as a goddess and a symbol of peaceful life by all the youths who are fighting for the **** lere is being bullied?

Anybody can be bullied, but not the Lerei woman who has followed her to other places!

"You ..." Seeing the fat man stepping forward with a big step, a beater reached forward to stop. Too late and fast, dozens of external disciples, security personnel, staff, and the lady at the front desk only felt a flash in front of me, and the fat lion like a lion had rounded his face on the beater's face.

This slap, the fat man gritted his teeth and tried his best.

The power far beyond ordinary people is concentrated in the palm of the hand, and all falls on the face of the beater.

The beater didn't even hum out, his neck was crooked, his entire face was directly deformed, and his body flew out with great force. When he hit the wall and fell to the ground, his eyes were a little sharp, just look at his softly sagged head to know that his neck was broken.

In the screams of the lady at the front desk, the fat man's eyes were not glanced at this thug, a big step rushed up, grabbed the other thug hand next to Helen, and snapped like a firewood. Immediately grabbed his hair and pulled back-while the thug was standing on his head, his knee hit his **** ...

Such tricks are used by special forces in life and death. No one survived on the top of one knee—there was a sturdy thug tumbling on the ground, the screams of the torn throat tingled the ears. No more than two calls, the thumper curled up on the ground and twitched for a while, then there was no movement.

In the broad daylight, under the eyes of all eyes, the fat man shot like an electric power, and the arrogance was rampant so that no one was in sight.

The whole hall was silent. Everyone's face was bloodless. Gandi, the creator, was trembling, and his teeth were touching. He never dreamed that the honest and wealthy man and animal that he was calculating just now were harmlessly fat, but he was such a killer.

Just as everyone was stunned by what had just happened, at the entrance of the hallway, several trainees shyly walked out and carried Monroe out. Behind them was Nakagawa Knot and others who were dragged out with their limbs like dead dogs.

Who these people are, no one knows better than the outside students and staff in the hall. On weekdays, in their eyes, these few people are all high above the world. Their status is that ordinary students dream of dreaming. Every word they say is a decree in this mech pavilion. It is truth and command.

But now, Monroe's hands and his entire arm have been turned into noodles, while the others are completely unrecognizable. In the whole hall, there was only a sound of cold air.

The most incredible is Gandy. At this time, he just felt his brain bang, and the whole world became blank. He couldn't know what was happening in the training room, he just suddenly had an unknown hunch. In a trance, he saw that the fat man seemed to ask the woman something. The crying pear-flower woman with the rain put a finger at him. As the woman cried, the fat man's face became more and more ugly.

Gandy was incontinent all at once.

Although, he desperately shook his hand and tried his best to open his mouth, but at this time, he couldn't say a word. He could only scream, shook his head, and in fear and despair, he saw the greasy fat man walking in front of him.

Fat man is going to kill! This is the message that Gandy's senses can sense.

He turned around with all his strength, staggering to run into the hall. His eyes, in the eyes of the students and coaches facing him, were so frightened.

Without waiting for him to run two steps, the fat man had already caught up and kicked him to the ground. With the gaze of hundreds of core disciples, peripheral disciples, and staff gathered, the fat man opened his clothes and pulled out a fighting thorn.

"Early death and early reincarnation!"

This is the last sentence Gandy heard.

Silently in the middle of the hall, the fat man pulled Gandy's hair and slashed sharply, as easily as piercing a piece, and stabbed into his throat from the bottom up until he entered the brain.

Unscrupulous, kill one more person.

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"what did you say?!"

On the luxurious black Kastinov flying car, the second elder Yapp was startled by Cooper's sudden roar.

Looking around, the other end of the extended carriage sofa, Cooper, who was lying lazily with a glass of wine, had sat upright.

His complexion has become ashen. The mobile phone was pressed firmly on his ear by him. The other hand, holding the wine glass, was trembling unceasingly.

"Snapped!"

The wine glass was furiously smashed into the car freezer. The **** spattered everywhere, causing Yapp to turn his head involuntarily to avoid it.

What was the news that made Cooper, who had always been ecstatic, so angry?

"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to kill him!" In Cooper's hysterical roar, the mobile phone in his hand followed the glass of wine and turned into splashes of debris.

Monroe's hands were discarded, Nakagawa knot was severely injured and paralyzed, and three other core disciples of his own line were killed and injured twice. And Gandi, the deputy director of the Pro Branch, was put in the throat by the fat man in front of hundreds of people in the Mecha Branch.

What is even more mad is that Monroe and others who have been thrown at the entrance of the Pro Branch have become the laughing stock of all mecha schools!

Cooper's intestines are regretted.

Bring the fat man into the room and throw it to the Pro Branch in a self-righteous way, hoping to use him as a cannon fodder against other schools-this is definitely the biggest stupid thing he has done in his life!

It ’s ridiculous that I ’m still thinking about slowly picking up this fat man, planning to spend some time, and find an opportunity to silently wipe the phantom flow and this fat man from this world ...

Only now did Cooper understand how much he had made a mistake. When he calculated all this, the fat man was not prepared to give himself any time to calmly deploy from the beginning! On the first day of arriving in Prov Town, he gave himself a fatal blow!

This superficially silly, fat man is definitely not a muddy person who knows nothing. He was a viper, a rattlesnake that strangled his neck and forced himself to put him in his arms!

He has never been appeased and bought by himself, instead, he has been led by his nose.

Starting from the Hall of Phantom Stream, he lost control of the situation. When you think about it carefully, the fat man entered, ridiculed, provoked, and threatened, and finally signed the peace agreement himself, promising his elders and branch director status, everything under his impetus.

Cooper felt more chilled. He couldn't even dream about it. He was thinking about it, but he was thinking of himself as a dead end!

The fat man not only scrapped Monroe, his most powerful arm in Tailiu, but also threw Monroe to the door, pushing him to the top of the storm. The most hateful thing is that this person was appointed by the special authority of the curator! This is using his hands, slapping his own slap.

When he thought of this, Cooper gritted his teeth. He knew that no matter what, he would face the other elders to take advantage of the situation. And he also knew that if he didn't kill the fat man, he would have trouble sleeping and sleeping!

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