2312. Fight Between International Special Forces 4
The owner of the fist was a bald man, probably in his thirties, and he exuded an intimidating power.
Seeing how easily Cheng Guodong accepted his attack, the bald man's expression changed. He made a mistake with his steel teeth and prepared to withdraw from Cheng Guodong's hand, but Cheng Guodong sneered and allowed him to move. When Leng Xuan next to him was wondering about the identity of the bald man, he heard the soldiers from various countries around him start talking. "Isn't that Tres? He's actually here too."
"He has won the title of Soldier King in three consecutive World Special Forces Competitions, which is amazing."
"I heard that he is now serving as an instructor in the American army. I don't know if it is true or not." Listening to the conversations of those people, Leng Xuan finally figured out the identity of this person. To stand out among so many outstanding special forces soldiers and win the title of King of Soldiers three times in a row is indeed a great thing and proves that this person is truly capable. Moreover, it can be seen from the attack and momentum of the man just now that he is very strong. Of course, this so-called strength is only limited to ordinary people, and is incomparable to cultivators.
Cheng Guodong obviously heard the talk around him. He said with a sneer: "Tres, right? What? Are you here for these guys?" Tres nodded and said: "Yes, I am them. The instructors are naturally responsible for them." At this point, he glanced at the soldiers on the ground, frowned and said: "Are you being too harsh? You actually injured so many of me, and these people were injured in a week. Don't even think about leaving the hospital bed. When did the people of China become so vicious?"
"Vicious?" Cheng Guodong laughed loudly as if he heard some ridiculous joke. Immediately, his tone turned cold and said: "You'd better stop talking nonsense before you figure out the facts. Huh, what qualifications do a group of shameless people have to speak against us? It's merciful to hurt them, otherwise, With my character, I will kill them on the spot."
After hearing his words, Tres said angrily: "Don't think you have some ability and just go around arrogantly. This is not a place for you Chinese people to run wild." Cheng Guodong raised his eyebrows and said with a playful smile: "Really? This is not a place for us to run wild. Is this the place where you Americans run wild? But it’s true, aren’t you Americans all like this? You often call yourself the savior and think that everything must be obeyed by you. Humph, it’s simply ridiculous. Tres, I don’t care how glorious and proud you were before, just listen to me. You’d better be honest in front of me. If you don’t have the strength, don’t say such big words.”
Tresdon's face suddenly turned red. At this moment, his fist was still being squeezed by someone else. No matter what method he used, he couldn't break free. However, the other person looked calm and calm, but he never said anything. From this, it can be seen that the opponent is much stronger than himself. In the army, strength is valued, a very simple rule. And he was restrained by the other party just now and said a lot of harsh words, which was indeed a joke to the people around him. Not only that, his behavior just now was like a child who lost a fight, crying and telling the other person that his parents were powerful people, and asking the other person to be wise and not to provoke him.