The training ground suddenly was silent, and everyone's eyes were staring at the strong man flying through the air. They watched the strong man fall to the ground like a mountain. The female soldiers around them were unconscious of their delicate bodies in this creepy voice.
It shook a little.
Everyone's eyes looked at the seemingly thin young man in the field in shock. The expression on his face was a little strange. He seemed to not believe that this gentle and gentle young man could instantly turn a tall and large body and martial arts.
The warrior threw it out.
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Wan Lin threw out the tall tiger, he didn't even look at the tiger, and then looked at the second battalion commander with a cold look on his face. He gently patted the little one who rushed to his side.
The monk's shoulder raised his foot and walked towards the sidelines.
After being kicked out by the little monk, the tiger not only did not realize that his skills were inferior to others, but also wanted to retaliate. This was a flaw in martial arts for a person who practiced martial arts.
And this second battalion commander, after cursing in front of so many people under his command, stood still and had no intention of stopping his subordinates from taking revenge. This made Wan Lin feel a little angry.
Wan Lin walked to the sidelines and was about to get into the crowd, the second battalion commander suddenly took a step forward. He raised his hand and pointed at Wan Lin and shouted: "Little bastard, the person who hit me wants to leave? I'm having fun with you!
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Before he finished speaking, Wan Lin's pupils suddenly shrank. He quickly put the little flower he was holding on his shoulder with his left hand, and suddenly stretched out his left hand, grabbed the other party's outstretched wrist like lightning and pulled it back.
He also put his body on one side, and then held out the other person's abdomen with his right hand and threw it backwards. He said coldly in his mouth: "Who are you calling me!"
Wan Lin was really angry! The Minister of the Operations Department of Qi Zhijun was still beside him, but the second battalion commander did not restrain his subordinates, and he directly scolded him. Now that the commander Ouyang Shan was by his side, he wanted to
Take action to teach this arrogant second battalion commander a lesson!
In Wan Lin's cold voice, the second battalion commander's burly body rose from the ground and flew straight to the field. At this time, the flower branches lying on the verge of being lying on the ground with a red face.
As soon as the boy got up, he saw his battalion commander being thrown out by the recruit. He quickly reached out to catch the flying battalion commander and took a few steps back. He glared at Wan Lin and cursed: "Baby! Do you dare to attack sneakily."
Wan Lin heard the scolding from behind, and he suddenly turned around and looked. A small black shadow had already rushed to Hu Zi like lightning. The little monk rushed to Hu Zi and raised his right hand to "splash".
A thud hit the boy in the face.
The boy slapped Hu Zi on the face, and his body shook and appeared next to the second battalion commander again. His right hand raised was about to slap the second battalion commander in the face again.
The little monk was also angry when he heard the second battalion commander and Hu Zi scolded Wan Lin, the senior brother. The boy was very quick and had already slapped the tiger in the blink of an eye. He then raised his hand to the second battalion commander.
Hit the face.
At this time, the second battalion commander who had just been hugged by Hu Zi had just stood firm and heard a crisp slap from beside him. Hu Zi beside him covered his mouth and staggered backwards, with a small slap following him
Appear in front of his face.
The second battalion commander has rich fighting experience. He suddenly leaned back, raised his right hand at the same time, and hit the opponent's wrist hard. At this time, his face was also red, with an angry look on his face. His guard regiment
The fighting master was actually grabbed by a recruit and threw it out, which made him feel extremely humiliated.
Now, a teenager not only slapped his subordinates directly, but also attacked him directly. This made him feel very angry and he was merciless in his attack. He slapped the little monk's palm that reached in front of his face with a palm.
, his left foot took a half step back at the same time, and his right foot kicked forward with the sound of wind!
The people on the sidelines saw the second battalion commander raised their feet, and everyone exclaimed: "Little brother, please avoid it!" There were soldiers around. Everyone had already seen that the second battalion commander was kicking in a rage.
If this kick is made, the kick will definitely cause serious injuries to the child!
Amid the screams of everyone, a cold light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the little monk. His right hand, which stretched forward, suddenly retracted, and his body turned sideways in the kicking feet of the opponent. His right hand retracted seemed to be
He kicked the sharp machete suddenly at the opponent's right calf in front of him and chopped it!
At this moment, Wan Lin's low shout sounded from behind: "Jingheng, don't hurt him!" In his deafening roar, a long stick had already flew from the back with the sound of wind, and the little monk cut off vigorously.
The palm knife was cut hard on the flying wooden stick.
"Crack" The hard long stick broke under the palm of the little monk's palm, and a black shadow also appeared beside the little monk at the same time. Just now, Wan Lin saw the murderous aura on the second battalion commander's face and immediately realized that the other party was already angry,
He took action without any mercy. He snatched the long stick from a soldier's hand on the sidelines and rushed forward like lightning.
Wan Lin rushed to the little monk and pulled the boy behind him. The little monk roared angrily: "Master... Senior brother, he... He wants to kill me!"
Before the boy's shouting fell, Wan Lin's right hand had already raised upwards: "Papapapapapapapapapapa" several crisp slaps had already sounded from the face of the second battalion commander in the field, and Wan Lin slapped the second battalion like lightning
After a few slaps in the face, he yelled angrily: "Who gives you the right to dare to kill a comrades on the training ground?!"
He then stepped across the tiger's side and slapped the other party several times with his right hand: "Baby, who did you scold me just now?"
Everyone on the sidelines were shocked, and a crisp slap echoed on the quiet training ground. Wan Lin was indeed angry! He just thought that the other party was relying on his good skills and arrogant skills, but the second battalion commander actually raised his feet.
Kicking at a child whom I didn't know was no longer a soldier's job, nor was it the character of a major officer.
Although this place is the location of the Southwest Military Region Command, Wan Lin, as a martial arts practitioner, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, so he rushed up and slapped the second battalion commander and the tiger son several times.
At the same time, he also knew that if he didn't take action, the young monk would definitely destroy one of the second battalion commanders' legs with one palm. It was the young monk who did not kill him and hit the opponent's body. If it was on the battlefield, he would
At the top, this little monk probably has raised his internal strength with all his strength and killed the enemy with one palm!
At this time, a burst of rapid brakes sounded outside the field. A colonel hurriedly jumped out of the car. He rushed to the sidelines and shouted at the second battalion commander in the field: "Captain Qu, what are you doing?