Bang, the crocodile slapped the table, and its body as strong as a cow suddenly rushed towards He Zhenzhong. With a clenched palm, a heavy punch roared past.
Boom.
Two huge fists collided together.
"Good boy, you are strong enough." The crocodile praised, raised his right foot, and kicked out suddenly.
Boom, boom, boom.
The two people's feet kept bumping into each other quickly.
"Yeah." He Zhenzhong suddenly jumped up on the spot, straightening his right foot, like a thick iron rod, and swept past with a roar.
"Well done." The crocodile shouted, his body's center of gravity dropped slightly, his hands were raised, bent together and held in front of him.
Boom.
There was a flash of surprise in the crocodile's eyes, what a powerful foot.
Missing a hit, He Zhenzhong quickly retreated to avoid the heavy punches that the crocodile kept counterattacking.
Whoop, whoop, whoop.
The sharp and heavy fist wind even made He Zhenzhong's face feel a slight pain.
As expected, he was worthy of being a chief instructor. He was very powerful. He Zhenzhong glanced back and saw that it was already the wall. He suddenly lifted his right foot back and kicked hard on the wall.
With the help of this recoil force, He Zhenzhong's body rose into the air, whirring, doing two side somersaults, pressing down his right foot fiercely, and falling straight towards the crocodile's shoulder like a mountain bearing down on top.
Boom.
The crocodile raised his hands to hold He Zhenzhong's feet, then spread his fingers and grasped He Zhenzhong's feet tightly.
"Let me go." He Zhenzhong shouted, twisted his waist, turned his body sideways, rounded his left foot, and kicked straight towards the crocodile's head with a roar.
Boom.
The crocodile had to let go of one hand and blocked He Zhenzhong's left foot.
Phew, He Zhenzhong broke free with his right foot, landed on the crocodile, and landed on the ground with a backflip.
The crocodile reached out and patted the dust on his body. He looked at He Zhenzhong with burning eyes. He hadn't beaten him so heartily for a long time. It was so good that he felt his own blood was boiling.
Wow, he stretched out his hand, pulled off the camouflage vest on his body, twisted his neck, and looked at He Zhenzhong provocatively, he was about to explode with all his strength.
But He Zhenzhong suddenly backed away, leaned against the wall, waved his hand, "No more fighting, come and catch me."
The crocodile was stunned, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, "No fight? What do you mean?" After he pulled off the camouflage vest, this guy said he didn't want to fight. It's like a stunning beauty taking off her clothes and lying in front of you.
, you are lying down, and there is only one last step left. The beauty suddenly says to you, I'm sorry, I'm a shemale.
This feeling made me depressed and wanted to vomit blood. The crocodile became angry and shouted loudly: "**. Chinese boy, stand up and fight me."
"I won't fight anymore." He Zhenzhong leaned there, covering his stomach with his hands. He had been hungry for a whole day and had been lying down for such a long time. How could he have any physical strength left?
"Do you know the consequences of being caught?"
"I know, go ahead and fight." He Zhenzhong closed his eyes.
The crocodile wanted to faint, and his chest was feeling stuffy, and he was about to bleed internally. The last one was caught, which meant the end of the exercise. During training, he could indeed beat up these rookies, but outside of training time, he could
You can't break the rules.
The crocodile rolled his eyes and suddenly pretended to be helpless and said, "Oh, I can't help it either."
"Yeah?"
Seeing the smile on He Zhenzhong's face, Crocodile felt depressed again, "**."
"I order you to get up and fight me."
"I'm hungry and have no energy." He Zhenzhong leaned against the wall and suddenly sat on the ground.
"You." The crocodile blew his beard and stared in anger, but there was nothing he could do about He Zhenzhong.
Deng Deng Deng.
Several instructors ran over panting.
They were all dumbfounded when they saw Chief Instructor Crocodile squatting in front of He Zhenzhong with his shirtless body and a pleading look on his face. What is going on?
"Get up and fight me."
"I'm hungry."
"**, you have a famine in China."
"Well, please give me some relief."
"**,**,**." The crocodile's whole face was twitching.
Several instructors looked at each other and looked at He Zhenzhong. They all let out a sigh of relief and almost cried. Oh my god, this kid finally showed up and he can finally eat.
Crocodile had nothing to do with He Zhenzhong, so he could only stand up depressedly, waved his hand, "Okay, let's announce the end of this drill."
"yes."
On the other side, on the school playground.
Elite special forces from all over the world were lying on the ground. They were all like African refugees. They were so hungry that they almost had no strength to breathe. They were beaten severely in the early morning, and then they were drilled in various ways on an hungry stomach.
I can't stop. The instructor said that before the assassin was found, the drill would not be over and no one would have anything to eat.
Deng Deng.
"Wake up."
Yamamoto Masaichi and other seven members of the first team opened their eyes and saw a large group of people in darkness in front of them. Their bodies trembled. What's going on?
"Hey, where's your captain?"
Seeing the unkind faces and sinister eyes of the guys in front of him, Yamamoto Masaichi shuddered and said quickly: "I don't know."
"Don't know?" The leader of the special forces stretched out his hand to touch his belly, and then he asked sternly: "He didn't say anything to you?"
"He told us to jump out of the window."
"Since I asked you to jump out of the window, there's no reason why I shouldn't tell you how to hide next?"
"yes."
"Say it."
"Damn, we're almost starving to death, hurry up and say it."
Yamamoto Masaichi shrank back, with a sad face, "He didn't say it, he really didn't say it."
"What a liar."
"beat."
A group of special forces soldiers who were going crazy with hunger suddenly rushed over together.
"Instructor, help me." Yamamoto raised his hands to protect his head and shouted, but was drowned by the crowd.
Several instructors holding guns stood aside and glanced feebly. They were all very hungry and had no strength to kill anyone. After a beating like this, the person who was shot might suddenly run out to rescue him.
Where are his team members?
Yamamoto Shoichi cried. He had never cried since he joined the army. This time, he was really wronged. He really didn’t know. Moreover, he regretted it so much. If he had known better, he would have jumped out of the window after the Chinese man.
How nice it would be, I wouldn't be beaten so much.
Deng Deng Deng.
He Zhenzhong walked over slowly, followed by Crocodile and other instructors whose faces were written all over.