Facing Gong Hu, who pounced on him like a mad tiger, Lu Menglin did not move.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his state at the moment is extremely abnormal, and it is somewhat similar to the situation when the secret medicine martial artist urges the secret medicine.

Suddenly, Lu Menglin swung the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand, and aimed the muzzle at Gong Hu, who rushed in front of him.

The door of the head was pointed at the muzzle of the gun, no matter how crazy and crazy Gong Hu was, he could only stop in time at this time, and he didn't dare to stimulate the other party again.

The power of this Barrett sniper rifle is known to the entire Iron Lion unit. If Lu Menglin lightly buckles the machine, no matter whether you are a mad tiger or a stupid tiger, you can only see you again in the next life.

"Yes, you're still a little bold! Are you afraid of guns? Is it because you are not confident enough in your martial arts?" Lu Menglin smiled casually.

Gong Hu was pointed at the muzzle of the black hole, his face was red with anger, and he couldn't speak.

That is to say, after a delay, a blow, then a decline, and three exhaustions, Gong Hu's courage is becoming weaker and weaker.

You don't have to do it to know that he is definitely not an opponent surnamed Lu.

"You don't have to stare! Even if you stay that way, it's okay. Needless to say, even if it's like a fat dun, you can't do it. ”

Lu Menglin's words made Gong Hu speechless, and his momentum was three points weaker, and he was about to turn off the fire.

Because he knows very well that people are right, he also used madness last time, and the result was not that he was cleaned up miserably by Fat Dun, otherwise he would have been the first combat group now, not the third.

In the blink of an eye, all the members of the second and third battle teams were cleaned up by Lu Menglin and lost their temper.

A Gong Hu could only stare dryly, and a Zhang Qingtan even lost his guys, only knowing that he was standing in place like a lost soul, and the whole person was stunned.

At this time, no one expected that Miao Ping, the leader of the fifth combat group, who had never said a word, would put his palms together, bow to Lu Menglin first, and then said with a smile: "Instructor Lu is very capable! Miao Ping has itchy skills for a while, so please ask the instructor for advice." ”

As soon as these words came out, most of the people present were full of surprise and amazement.

You know, the fifth combat group is a Zen monk army, this group of people has always been very low-key, never quarrel or make trouble, except for the mission to fight, usually just chanting and sitting, I didn't expect them to stand up and challenge this Lu instructor.

Lu Menglin nodded and smiled, "Okay! I hope you can surprise me." ”

"Count me in, Brother Menglin, you're getting better and better, and my hands itch when I see it!"

At this time, Fat Dun also came out of the crowd, took the initiative to stand on Miaoping's body, and said loudly.

Everyone knew that the relationship between the first combat team and this Lu instructor was not ordinary, but they didn't expect that Fat Dun would actually take the initiative to stand up and challenge him.

Fat Dun's strength is obvious to all, and he is willing to stand up without thinking of a second person in the Iron Lion Army, which suddenly rekindles a little hope in the hearts of many people.

And Fat Dun didn't challenge Lu Menglin before, but only stood up after seeing the strength of the other party, which shows that he is really happy to hunt, without any utilitarian challenge, this simple and pure fighting spirit makes people faintly respectful.

Fat Dun was in the Iron Lion Army, he was originally such a number one person, he never participated in the power struggle, he was only intoxicated with his own strength, he didn't even want the position of the leader of the first combat group, and his ambition can be seen.

And Fat Dun actually wanted to join forces with Miaoping to fight against Lu Menglin, which also proved from the side that this Lu instructor is incomparably powerful, and it is definitely not a joke.

The three of them stood in the middle of the school field, with the strong strength that Lu Menglin showed just now, in fact, the siege no longer meant anything to him, only masters like Fat Dun and Miao Ping could keep up with his speed, which could be a battle.

"Brother Menglin, I remember that you couldn't beat me before. Haha! It's hard to say right now. Fat Dunle laughed.

His smile is extremely innocent, obviously happy for someone from the bottom of his heart, and this beautiful mind is also admired by others.

"Yes, thanks to you, you'll drink with me later. Lu Menglin nodded with a smile.

Fat Dun learned Lu Menglin's signature move, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother Menglin, you have to be careful! I have saved a lot of money and become a lot stronger! If I win, the wine money will be mine." ”

Lu Menglin laughed and said, "You won! I guess you're no play!"

Before the words fell, Fat Dun had already strode towards Lu Menglin.

His movements were unhurried, steady and steady, and he arrived in front of Lu Menglin in a few steps, smiled hehe, put his palms out together, and patted Lu Menglin's shoulder.

This move looks ordinary to others, and it doesn't look like it's powerful.

I don't know, I thought Fat Dun was deliberately releasing water, but this is too obvious!

How do you know that Lu Menglin faced this light pat, but his expression was rare and dignified.

Because he couldn't even perceive Fat Dun's power in this beat, or in other words, Fat Dun's mastery of his own strength has reached the point where he sends and receives it in his heart.

Before the power really explodes, there will not be even the slightest waste, and this control is really terrifying, and there is already a realm of free transformation between the virtual and the real.

In other words, this slap down is all determined by Fat Dun's mind, it can be a powerless palm, or it can be like a flash torrent in an instant, out of control.

This extremely subtle special perception can only be detected between a powerhouse of the level of Lu Menglin and Fat Dun, and it can only be understood, not spoken.

It's too late, it's too late! Lu Menglin actually took a step back and took the initiative to avoid the fat dun's shoulder patting.

This is the first time he has retreated since he appeared.

Whether it was facing the slash of the cold weapon or the power of Barrett's sniper rifle, he did not retreat, but in the face of the simple shoulder slap action of Fat Dun, he retreated.

Everyone was stunned, and most of them couldn't see the subtlety of Fat Dun's shot at all.

In the past, when Fat Dun made a move, he walked a similar path to Gong Hu, relying on his strong physique and strength to explode and directly crush him, this is the first time that he has abandoned his fierce side in front of everyone, and evolved into a soft breeze and drizzle of attack movements.

Fat Dun grinned widely, and at the same time, he took a big step forward.

This time, he changed his palms to single palms and pushed them out with one palm on his chest.

This palm also does not have a trace of fireworks, as if the frolicking between lovers, the movements are smooth and natural, and they are natural.

A strong man of this size like Fat Dun made such a soft and fresh movement, which caused a strong visual contrast, which made people feel that it should be incongruous at the same time, but there was an inexplicable harmonious beauty.

Fat Dun should obviously be a big man in Guanzhong, holding an iron plate and singing Dajiangdong, but the scene in front of him is like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, holding a red tooth board and singing Yangliuan, the wind and the waning moon.

But what's even more weird is that Fat Dun's palm action is natural, and it doesn't make people feel abrupt, obviously he has already won his god and forgotten his shape, which is a very clever palm.

Lu Menglin couldn't help frowning, and was about to make a move to crack it, but at the same time as his mind moved, Miaoping, who was standing behind Fat Dun, suddenly moved.

I saw that Miaoping put his palms together, his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and suddenly opened his mouth and aimed at Lu Menglin.

Strange to say, everyone present clearly didn't hear any sound, but there was a strange illusion that the earth was shaking.

Moreover, some of the people present who were sensitive to perception all felt an invisible force, which was turning into a surging torrent with some special fluctuation and rushing towards Lu Menglin.

It's too late, it's too late! Lu Menglin was full of vigor and automatically protected his body.

Click!

Click!

Bang!

Lu Menglin's body suddenly emitted a series of strange sounds like glass cracking, just like being slashed by those ten cold blades just now.

At this moment, he instantly seemed to be in an invisible torrent, and this torrent was mixed with many tangible but invisible blades, which were bombarding Lu Menglin's body with one bone.