Chapter 1984: Memories of the Arsonist
This sentence was a fatal humiliation to Patton and Berg. They were among the best special forces in their own country, and they were among the best in fighting. Those who could be sent here were all top masters.
Jack asked them to come together, which was absolutely humiliating for them.
He tilted his head slightly, took off his military cap and put it next to his gloves. This young man had the best profile in the world. He tilted his head slightly, cold and noble, "Ten minutes, if you can still get up, I lose!"
Mu Yuan, "..."
Fuck, you are too arrogant, brother!
Mu Yuan managed his micro-expressions very well. After all, it was not his own country and army, but his heart was full of barrages, and even a row of barrages of Patton cheering for him and Berg beating him up.
The training ground was full of freshmen of this year. Patton and Berg were completely enraged and rushed forward with fists. Jack's fighting skills were unknown. Compared with his people, his fighting skills were very fierce and had no aesthetic sense. Every move was fatal. Patton and Berg attacked from both sides and used all the tactics they had learned during this period, but they were all broken down by Jack.
Solo poked Mu Yuan, "We have placed a bet. Do you want to have a go?"
"Who to bet on?" Mu Yuan asked.
"Is there any need to ask? This kid will definitely be beaten by Patton."
"I think..." It's a bit unreliable, but his father said that he should be sociable when he went to the military academy, so he generously bet 5 dollars, "Bet on Patton Berg to win!"
"Okay."
Jack and Patton, Berg fought for nearly two minutes. After finding a fatal flaw in Berg, he threw him down with an over-the-shoulder throw. Patton quickly followed up and punched him. Jack narrowly avoided his fist. Berg stood up from the ground with a carp jump. Jack held Patton's hand with one hand and kicked Berg over with one foot before Berg stood firm. Patton attacked his waist and abdomen, freeing his hand. Jack's figure quickly swept towards Berg. Patton was anxious and rushed to rescue him. Who could have expected that Jack, who was so fast, would turn his feet in the middle, do a 180-degree rotation, and kick Patton away as if he had eyes behind him.
Mu Yuan, "..."
It's over, his 5 dollars is going to be cold.
The army does not allow bringing money in, and the $5 was earned from doing things for others. He originally wanted to secretly exchange it for a cigarette.
Five minutes later, Jack was hit on the shoulder and back, but Patton and Berg were in a much worse situation. Their fighting power plummeted. Jack almost exhausted their physical strength. Fortunately, the agent had good endurance and persisted for six minutes. The victory or defeat was determined.
…
The new students looked at each other.
Everyone had a bullet screen in their hearts.
This young instructor is really a tough guy!
His movements were very fast and stable, and there were no tricks. Every move was fatal. Every punch was to the end. Patton and Berg were injured, and both were injured in vital places. Jack stood among a group of new recruits, sweat kept falling from his forehead. In the weather in South America, a little movement would make him sweat all over. He threw off his training uniform, revealing his strong and sturdy upper body, with several scars on his back and a bullet wound.
The boy's face has the physique of an adult, with a solid and perfect figure, broad shoulders, thin waist, long legs, and smooth and perfect muscle lines, like the most perfect sculpture. Sweat slid down his face, fell on his collarbone, and continued to flow down along his collarbone. The sun seemed to cast a thin layer of light on him.
Mu Yuan swallowed slightly.
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The remaining two updates will be a little later. Please check the specific time when I go home. I stayed up late to write. I have to get up early tomorrow to do some things in the suburbs.