Super Special Forces King

"And your enemies are smiling there, trampling your corpses into the territory of the motherland, ravaging your family, and your family is still thinking of you in despair, but you have died humiliatingly..."

Zhang Feng found that he was not a good speaker, nor was he able to speak well. He could only do this if he gave them blood before the war.

"If anyone is not convinced, you can challenge me now!" Zhang Feng scanned them with cold words.

This is a kind of contempt, the king's eyes despising all beings.

Naturally, some of them dissatisfied Zhang Feng, so why, why did he come here to dictate.

In the military, except for those with high qualifications who are respected or those who have come from the war years are respected, then there is only strength.

Speak with strength.

Now this person has been killed half way to prove his strength to everyone.

"Hurry up, I have limited time. Just the one you can fight the most. I only use one hand and let my feet move half a step even if you win!" Zhang Feng said.

These words stimulated their nerves, too arrogant, right? Don’t you just look at our 315 teacher? How will you mix up in the future?

So, someone volunteered to come up. All three of them were very strong, and Zhang Feng could tell at a glance that he was a Lianjiazi and had strength.

"Report, I am..."

The man said before he finished Zhang Feng: "Hurry up, I don't even bother to remember the name of the loser! You three will go together!"

"You..." The man was annoyed.

Arrogant transition, right? If you don't beat you so your mother doesn't know you, you won't believe it.

"Come on, talk so much nonsense with him, I'll come first!" The other person couldn't hold back for a long time.

Fortunately, they didn't rush into it immediately.

From above, this soldier was a powerful and beautiful sweeping leg attacking Zhang Feng's bottom plate. Didn't he say that he would lose by moving half a step? See if I won't knock you out!

And doesn't he use only one hand? See what he does.

This move is indeed amazing for Zhang Feng, but his opponent is Zhang Feng, and his strength crushes everything.

Bang!

The soldier kicked Zhang Feng’s foot, and the powerful impact made a muffled sound. Zhang Feng’s feet seemed to be locked in the ground, and he didn’t move. The soldier was surprised, but he still didn’t believe in evil and got up with an uppercut. He went to Zhang Feng's chin.

But Zhang Feng took the shot at this time, patted his head accurately, and with a crackle, the soldier's body tilted to one side, his brain exploded and his standing was unstable, but he attacked again at this time. Hit it all the time.

Zhang Feng said as he shot, "It's really useless, to earn a moment of courage, to carry out an offensive that has no chance of winning, bravery and inexorable, useless! Go!"

Snapped!

With another crisp sound, Zhang Feng slapped him on the other side of the face. The five-fingerprints were printed on his face all at once, and he fell into a coma.

It looked very easy just these two times. In fact, there are many ways to attack, but also to avoid the attacks of the soldiers.

The other two soldiers looked at each other and finally attacked.

"It's still a waste. Seeing that your comrades can't be abused, you missed the opportunity to kill the enemy, and let your comrades die in vain, waste, get out!"

In fact, the offense of two people is actually very sharp, one left and the other right, fists in the middle, and sweeping legs on the road, it is difficult to deal with.

But what did Zhang Feng do? First, when dealing with sweeping the legs, he grasped the soldier’s foot accurately, then lifted it up and used it as a weapon to slam another soldier. He only heard a creak. The soldier’s foot was dislocated and the two of them fell to the ground like Two different comrades hugged each other with embarrassment on their faces.

They stood up hoarsely, the other one had dislocated and could only stand on one foot.

"Ah, huh..."

They attacked again.

"It's not ordinary waste, it's simply waste in waste. Why don't you retreat if you know that you can't beat you to death? Avoid the enemy's edge, so that sending death is worthy of your parents and spending a lot of resources to train your motherland? Waste... …"

Pop, pop...

Zhang Feng slapped them accurately with two slaps, resounding across the school field, as if they were slapping more than 10,000 people in the face, and they were extremely uncomfortable one by one.

The three unconscious people were carried down, and Zhang Feng exclaimed: "Is it that way? Are you so capable? I am really ashamed of you. It is simply my shame to stand here with you, the name of the 315th Division Steel Army. You’ve lost all your numbers. Are you stubborn? It’s the name of the 315th Division Steel Army from the older generation, just you?"

"Anyone else?"

Zhang Feng's words made them embarrassed. Just now, all of them had seen this person fight the three most capable people of their teacher, just like three little kids fighting with an adult.

Who dare to speak?

The strong, Zhang Feng has proven to them.

The face of Xing Changyun who was lifted up was not good, because Zhang Feng was scolding him when he was beaten up, and calling them waste is not calling him waste?

"This kid hurts people by talking!" Xing Changyun said.

"Haha, Lao Xing, I think you should find a place to sew in!" Jiang Wenyuan smiled.

Xing Changyun looked at Jiang Wenyuan with a cold eye and said strangely: "Say me? Why don't you wear it in the ground in the morning?"

"Uh..." Jiang Wenyuan was choked to speak.

In the schoolyard.

Zhang Feng scanned the crowd and said, "No, right? Very good!"

Finally Zhang Feng said: "Remember, I only want one winner, I don't want other dung, let's start!"

The scene was quiet, they just stood up.

A few seconds later, a person yelled and punched a comrade next to him. The comrade-in-arms looked at him blankly for a second and then fought back.

"Ah... kill..."

This drove everyone, they all moved, I hit me, I hit you, you hit him...

What a mess!

Zhang Feng observed between the groups, sighing in his heart. They still couldn't let go. Yes, they were comrades in arms, and they couldn't play dead hands.

But it is not easy to be able to do this, at least it can stimulate their blood.

How can a soldier not be bloody?

"Will he use this training method in the God of War training camp?"

Looking at Xing Changyun on the stage with a panic, said.

"I don't think so, this kind of pediatrics can only be used here!" Jiang Wenyuan said.

"Pediatrics?" Xing Changyun wondered.

If this is really pediatrics, what is the best?

"A lot of people died during his half year as an instructor. Those were the best fighters. A few of our people were forced to return. Two of them died. Think about it!"

"That's true!"

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