Mark put down what was in his hand to prevent it from getting dirty for a while.

He turned around calmly, looked at the two people surrounding him, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he said, "Do you have to fight?"

"Ha ha!"

A man with strong hair and strong body like a cow laughed and said, "If you lie down and learn to bark by dogs, I might let you go as a dog."

"Hahahahaha!"

There was a lot of laughter in the tent.

The hairy man raised his eyebrows proudly, grabbed his arms and turned around, slapped the bulging muscles on his arms, and said to Mark: "Come on, lie down and shout!"

Mark said lightly: "When you and your mother-in-law and mother are the same when you want milk?"

"What did you say?" The hairy man said angrily: "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Mark took out his ears and said lightly: "You must be a mama boy."

"Hey, mom! Look, I'm very strong, I'm going to fight! You have to cheer me up!"

"puff!"

Someone couldn't help laughing. The man with a body-haired body was just now, and he looked like he was looking for someone to cheer up.

etc!

Mother?

He said we are women?

Some people reacted and looked at Mark with bad eyes.

The hairy man noticed the expressions of those people, grinned and said, "Do you want to teach this kid a lesson together?"

That expression was like he invited someone to a party in his basement in middle school.

Although he is big, he is not stupid. He pulls everyone to his side. Even if the boy who was beaten to report, no one will testify.

The others in the tent walked over with their fists clenched, intending to have some fun.

Mark raised his eyebrows and took a step back.

Seeing this, the hairy man grinned and clenched his fist and hit Mark's face.

Mark's face instantly became cold.

Perhaps it is a sequelae left by taking emotional suppression drugs for a long time. During the battle, he will unconsciously enter a state of no fluctuations in his relationship.

Mark tilted his head and avoided the punch that ran towards the door. Before the hairy man could retract his fist, he grabbed the other person's arm and pulled it back. When he lost balance, he pressed the back of the other person's head with one hand and hit the edge of the bed fiercely.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the hairy man screamed in pain, and a face full of flesh instantly became bloody and ferocious.

"Ah! My nose, my head! Ahh!"

Holding his face, the body-haired man screamed in pain, like a pig being stabbed by a knife.

Seeing this scene, some people couldn't help but feel retrenched. They were just new recruits who had not yet trained.

"Hurry up! Do it! This kid won't let you go!"

The body-haired man's companion shouted and rushed towards Mark.

Seeing this, the others rushed forward blindly.

Mark was still expressionless, but his movements became more and more fierce.

To him, these people were simply moving sandbags, without any threat.

The footsteps always land accurately in the right place, and the fist hits the enemy like a knife that is unsheathed.

Clean and neat.

In less than half a minute, Mark's "roommates" lay on the ground.

These guys who were just shouting to teach Mark a lesson are now looking at Mark in fear, and still humming in pain.

Mark pulled over a unlucky bed sheet, rubbed a little blood stain on his hands, and threw it aside. Just as he was about to turn back to his bed, a black officer in military uniform walked in.

Looking at the situation inside the tent, the black officer frowned and his eyes fell on Mark.

With the people lying all over the floor, Mark standing alone was really conspicuous.

The black officer said in a deep voice: "What's going on?"

When he saw Mark, he had already guessed.

Mark turned around and said, "They..."

The black officer suddenly shouted, "Beware!"

Mark went to the side of his body, avoided the attack from behind, raised his foot, tripped the body-haired man and ate the shit, and said leisurely: "They beat me up!"

Beating you up?

The black officer looked at Mark with a weird look and glanced from top to bottom.

You don’t look like you’re hurt at all, so you don’t seem to be beaten up?

You must be fighting them all by yourself!

"Cough!" The black officer coughed lightly. Just as he was about to speak, a man lying on the ground shouted in a frustration: "Sir, it's him who bullies people, so we..."

"Shut up!" The black officer shouted coldly and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? He bullied you all by himself? A bunch of money!"

A group of people beat one of them, and they were beaten like this bear, and they were embarrassed to report it?

"I don't know what you guys have brains in your butts, what kind of evil are they?"

The black officer cursed, his eyes fell on Mark and said, "You, come out with me!"

Mark glanced at the black officer's epaulette.

Colonel?

Mark said a secretly in his heart, and stepped on the pile of human flesh on the ground with a calm expression, and walked out amidst the scolding.

Mark followed the black officer and came to a clearing in front of a tent. He looked at Mark with a smile and said meaningfully: "You are amazing."

"They are too weak."

"Too weak?" The black officer laughed, and the look of memories flashed across Mark's eyes.

He remembered himself when he first entered the military camp.

At that time, he was also excluded and even discriminated against. When those people provoked him, he chose to resist like Mark in front of him, and thus he achieved his current self.

Therefore, he agreed with Mark's way of doing things very much, and after thinking about Mark's record, he admired Mark more and more.

The black officer looked at Mark, grinned, showed his white teeth, and said, "You are very good."

Mark looked at the black officer's eyes and felt a little scared.

"Soldier! Name!"

Mark stood attentively and said, "Mark!"

"Very good!" the black officer nodded, stood attentively and saluted, saying, "James Fury!"

Mark was stunned for a moment and smiled.

James Fury patted Mark on the shoulder and said, "Mark, do you need me to change the tent for you?"

"unnecessary."

"Okay!" James Fury smiled and said, "If those idiots are asking for trouble for you again, don't be polite!"

Mark was stunned.

So, is he holding his thighs and having a backer?

"Hehe!" James Fury whispered: "Of course, don't kill them accidentally, otherwise I will not be able to explain!"

Mark nodded and said, "I know the measure."

James Fury said: "Okay! Go back!"

Mark turned and left.
Chapter completed!