At this moment, more than thirty people who ran out were squatting in a corner, looking at Zhang Fan with dazzling eyes.
"Zeng Junxi, is there really nothing wrong with that brick?" one person asked, leaning his neck.
To be honest, until now, he still didn't believe that someone could break eight bricks with one palm.
Therefore, he highly doubted whether the brick was good.
Moreover, the bricks that were already covered with moss made them even more suspicious.
"The wait is over. Go try it. Damn it, have you seen my forehead?" Zeng Junxi said angrily.
Damn it, you still dare to doubt Brick?
His head is still a little dizzy now.
He even suspected that someone had placed this brick here on purpose. It was so hard that it was unbelievably hard.
Looking at Zeng Junxi's red forehead, they also took a deep breath of cold air.
Damn, that's eight bricks.
"Do you think that boy has really been a soldier? What happened to the training camp he just mentioned that he went to with the platoon leader?" one person asked.
"I've heard that it seems that the platoon leader attended some kind of devil training camp at the beginning. I don't know what happened next."
"I feel like the platoon leader has a grudge against that boy."
"Nonsense, even a blind person can see it."
"Would you like to call the company commander and ask him to come over? This guy seems a bit evil to me. If a fight breaks out, just for his chapter, I think the platoon commander will go to the hospital." One person said hesitantly.
"It's possible. I'll make a call. You guys can keep an eye on it." One person said, took out his cell phone and ran to the side to make a call.
However, Fan Jian, looking at Zhang Fan, his eyes kept flickering.
This guy, how should I punish him?
running?
This kid can run at least twenty kilometers!
Compared to other physical fitness events?
There is no training ground here!
It’s a bit difficult!
For a moment, Fan Jian couldn't make up his mind.
What the hell, let’s do a set first and then talk about it.
Immediately, Fan Jian said quietly: "Zhang Fan, since you have violated military training regulations, please do five hundred push-ups first."
Fan Jian crossed his arms and looked at Zhang Fan with interest.
Five hundred push-ups is enough for this guy to do for a while, and he has plenty of time to think of something.
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled, looked at Fan Jian teasingly and said, "I wonder if your forehead was pinched when you went out."
With that said, Zhang Fan came directly to Ye Xuan and squatted down: "Nizi, come up."
"Oh." Ye Xuan glanced at Fan Jian uneasily, then lay on Zhang Fan's back.
Looking at Zhang Fan who ignored him, Fan Jian's expression froze.
"Boy, what did you say?" Fan Jian said in disbelief.
"I said you were stupid!" Zhang Fan turned around, grinned, and said these six words very clearly.
The people around him almost had their eyes popping out of their heads.
Damn it, this guy Zhang Fan just started scolding him?
Damn it, is he really not afraid of being beaten?
There are two people in front of me with black belts in Taekwondo who have already been sent to the medical room.
Fan Jian's face gradually darkened, his eyes tightened, and an extremely fierce light erupted in his eyes.
"Boy, can you say it again?" Fan Jian shouted in a deep voice.
At this moment, his blood was already boiling. In front of so many people, Zhang Fan dared to scold him like this?
Damn it, do you really think it’s training camp?
Zhang Fan sighed heavily, and then said quietly: "Did I say you are deaf, you idiot!"
"hiss!"
People around him took a deep breath, holy shit, is Zhang Fan crazy?
Even they couldn't bear it if someone dared to talk to him like that, let alone a hot-blooded soldier!
Damn it, something big is going to happen!
The cliff is about to be fought.
Immediately, a group of people's eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan.
Sure enough, just as they were horrified, Fan Jian took action.
A punch, a punch mixed with all his anger.
Seeing Fan Jian's actions, the more than thirty instructors gathered together were shocked.
Damn it, is there really a fight?
Immediately, they rushed over.
They were not afraid that something would happen to Zhang Fan, but they were afraid that Fan Jian would be sent to the hospital.
This is also the reason why they ran away.
The broken bricks on the ground are still lying there.
"ah!"
Ye Xuan, who was lying on Zhang Fan's back, screamed.
From the very beginning, her eyes were focused on Fan Jian, looking at the figure approaching quickly, her pretty face also had a pale look on it.
Zhang Fan's eyes were cold. Fan Jian was such an idiot. He wanted to beat him up a year ago, but he never found the chance.
Haha, it’s not too late now!
Immediately, Zhang Fan turned sideways, looked at Fan Jian who was running towards him, and directly raised his leg.
He kicked Fan Jian in the chest with extremely fast speed.
"Crack!"
The sound of bone cracking was clearly audible.
The next moment, Fan Jian's body flew straight out.
Whether they were looking at the group of college students here or the group of instructors rushing over, at this moment, their eyes burst out with a light of incomparable horror.
Damn it, Fan Jianfei went out?
Got KOed in one round?
Damn, how is this possible?
As members of Fan Jian's men, they know how ferocious Fan Jian's fighting skills are, but what about now?
Kicked away?
"Bang!"
A dull voice sounded, followed by a shrill scream, causing a group of instructors in the distance to turn their heads sharply.
However, when they saw that the person lying on the ground was Fan Jian, they were all stunned!
"A year ago we were fighting against the fifth scum, and now we are still fighting against the fifth scum. If you still want to fight with me, let's practice for a few hundred more years." Zhang Fan laughed disdainfully, but there was no trace of pride in him.
It's too weak, it's really weak.
It's like an elephant trampling an ant to death, can you feel the slightest bit proud?
Moreover, he had to use 50% of his strength in this kick, otherwise, more than just the ribs would be broken.
"Nizi, what are you afraid of? I can fight ten of these five scum with one hand!" Zhang Fan whispered, then turned and left.
However, when this voice fell on the ears of a large group of people, they were even more horrified.
Damn it, Zhang Fan said last night that one of them could beat a hundred of them. His feelings were not bragging.
KO the military training instructor in one second. How did this guy who looked a little thin do it?
However, just as they were horrified, a group of instructors rushed over.
"Check the wound!" someone shouted coldly.
"Report, Platoon Commander Fan has three broken ribs!"
One person's fingers gently slid across Fan Jian's chest and said immediately.
"What!"
Hearing this voice, the faces of a group of instructors became extremely gloomy.
As brothers in a company, how could they tolerate their brothers being beaten?
Immediately, they stood up and stared at Zhang Fan's back with dazzling eyes.
The next moment, a shocking roar sounded.
"Boy, stop!"
Zhang Fan slowly turned around and looked at the group of people in front of him with cold eyes, but the next moment, his eyes softened.
At this moment, he suddenly thought of Li Yu's group of people who had fought alongside him.