A cry of ecstasy like a girl came from his mouth.

The man looked down, his face flushed with anger: "You're a bastard..."

Chen Erhu squatted on the ground and grabbed Tao Zi tightly: "Hey, you didn't expect it, did you?"

He grabbed it hard, and the guy instantly turned into a screaming chicken, screaming incessantly, and the knife man's eyes wanted to tear Chen Erhu to pieces.

Chen Erhu quit: "Hey, how dare you stare at me, let you stare at me, let you stare at me!"

He pulled it down hard like a carrot.

The guy screamed a few times, rolled his eyes in pain, and fell straight to the ground.

Chen Erhu proudly stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air: "Crazy, crazy, I have twenty years of skill, can you block it?"

The armored regiment commander's eyes were red with anger, he pointed at Chen Erhu and shouted: "Sneak attack, no martial ethics, referee, you have seen it, he is playing dirty tricks!"

The embarrassment written all over Luo Quan's face was really hard to describe in words.

At this time, another scream suddenly came from the side.

Everyone looked over immediately.

I saw a soldier being grabbed by Wang Yong's chest with both hands, and he pulled it out hard. When he let go, he bounced back with a bang.

The soldier had two points on his chest that were burning: "Damn it, why are you so obscene!"

Wang Yong chuckled mischievously: "I have a unique skill in martial arts, grabbing the breast dragon and waving! How is it? Is it very comfortable? Do you feel like you want to breastfeed?"

"I'll fuck your grandma!"

The opponent rushed towards him in anger and punched him.

Wang Yong dwarfed his body, and his hands were like snakes coming out of their holes, and once again grasped the opponent's breasts accurately.

Just like twisting a gas stove, twist it hard with both hands.

"ah!!"

The guy jumped up in pain, and Wang Yongyong pulled him down.

There was another scream, and the man lost his balance and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Yong stepped on him and laughed proudly: "Now you know how powerful my dragon's grip is, right?"

At the same time, a soldier next to him covered his buttocks and jumped up screaming like a spring.

"My ass!"

He felt as if his skin was on fire, and he shed tears of pain.

The guy opposite blew lightly at his index and middle fingers, sighed and shook his head: "Why are you forcing me? Why, my electric light poisonous dragon drill can kill people without blood, it is very powerful..."

He brought it up to his nose, sniffed it, and retched: "Ugh, you should wash your butt."

Tens of seconds later.

All eighteen men of the armored regiment fell to the ground.

Either he was holding his legs and covering his balls, or he was covering his butt, or his chest was torn apart.

Others had Shuangfeng force-fed their ears and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

All the instructors around him opened their mouths in surprise and couldn't even close their jaws.

Luo Quan's facial muscles were already cramped, and he even forgot about the judgment results for a while.

This was the first time he had seen such a fighting style in his decades as a soldier.

There is simply no sense of martial ethics.

The commander of the armored regiment was the first to react and shouted angrily: "Cheating, they cheated, it can't be counted, this can't be counted! It's too obscene, too dirty, there is no such thing!"

Lin Hui folded his hands and made a sound: "On the battlefield, any move that can knock down the enemy is a good move. Do you care if it's obscene or not?"

"You think this is a duel between Western aristocrats, and you are polite to you. You can't fight this, and you can't fight that?"

The leader's face turned red, but he was unable to refute. He was speechless for a moment: "You, you, you..."

Wang Yong and Chen Erhu put their arms around each other and stared at him with a smile: "Comrade leader, we have other tricks that we haven't used yet. Why don't you come down and experience it yourself?"
Chapter completed!