At this moment, the dozen or so team members rose from the ground like a nimble bird, clicked their feet, and with the strength accumulated in the months of training, they jumped in front of the three middle-aged people, and the crowd immediately erupted in exclamations. 『』【Full text reading baoly】.xЫqi.

At this moment, Mo Wen was standing beside the three middle-aged people, wearing a set of black training clothes embroidered with the words of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, turned his head, glanced at everyone, and showed a smile full of evil spirits, the noisy crowd immediately quieted down, and all the people were shocked by Mo Wen's eyes.

"How are your training results, let these three instructors appointed by the Military Commission test it, in order to prove that my training is effective, please be sure to fight for me, don't embarrass me thank you." After speaking, Mo Wen dodged, disappeared from everyone's sight, and withdrew to the roof of the big truck next to him.

This speed is the speed that everyone can't see clearly with the naked eye, and Mo Wen's move is obviously to give these three so-called experts a disadvantage.

At this time, there was a commotion in the crowd, most of the people applauded vigorously, and some people kept shouting.

Xiang Tianyang had already walked to the center of the training ground, and it was obvious that this guy wanted to be the first to review the results of the members of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team trained by Mo Wen.

These guys, they came here to find Mo Wen's stubble, how could Mo Wen give them a chance

Mo Wen sneered and stood in place, motionless, at this time, he saw that Xiang Tianyang was the most arrogant, and put on a posture, and one of the medium-sized members of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team also stood up, Xiang Tianyang didn't wait for him to react, he raised his hand and hit it with a swinging fist, obviously using enough strength, if this punch is really smashed, this kid is definitely at the level of concussion.

It was in this medium-sized special combat team member that something shocking happened, only to see that this team member did not dodge or dodge, grabbed it horizontally with a big hand, and clenched Xiang Tianyang's fist with one hand.

This is the result of the training of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, no need for a large physique, let alone a strong one, I saw that the special combat team member had a calm face, and the words of Mo Wen just now had touched his heart, and he was already dissatisfied with these three instructors, and under the stimulation of Mo Wen, he was even more annoyed, and he clenched Xiang Tianyang's fist tightly, with a dark face, and his five fingers were forced, and he immediately pressed it into it like a clamped pliers.

When Xiang Tianyang was grabbed by someone's fist, he was already slightly surprised, he was an explosives expert, and he was also one of the best figures in the special forces in Sanda, his boxing has always focused on the speed, angle, and strength of the punch, although he hit it casually, but ordinary people didn't want to take his fist at all, this medium-sized special combat team member grabbed his fist so easily, Xiang Tianyang's whole face turned green, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and threw it over.

The medium-sized special combat team member sneered, and he had the intention to try the power of Xiang Tianyang's fist, and he also had the intention to try how much power Mo Wen's special special combat suit could withstand, whether it was as powerful as Yang Lan said, with a strength of hundreds of kilograms, Xiang Tianyang couldn't send such a big force at all, this guy didn't believe in evil, and he firmly connected Xiang Tianyang's fist.

There was a muffled "pop".

All the ears heard this sound clearly, and Xiang Tianyang's fist smashed on the chest of the special combat member, and instead of being knocked down as others imagined, it made a sound like smashing on steel.

At this time, some people were already worried that this teammate would be injured, and when they saw the situation clearly, they found that their teammate was still sneering and staring coldly at Xiang Tianyang.

I saw a medium-sized special combat member sneer, and said: "Is this your fist power, it seems that it is nothing more than that, it is not as strong as the strength of one of my fingers, you hit two punches, it is considered that I will give you the face of the instructor, let you punch twice, now it's my turn"

After speaking, a simple and ordinary straight punch was forced out.

Xiang Tianyang was shocked, and immediately endured the still sore fist and punched hard.

With a "bang", Xiang Tianyang was blasted out by the fist of this medium-sized special combat team member on the spot, and immediately let out a howl like a hungry wolf, and was sent flying several meters away, sliding along the ground for more than a meter and stopped.

Don't ask to listen to that voice, why do you hear it like the screams of killing pigs, hey

Xiang Tianyang clearly felt that the bones in his hands were smashed and cracked by the punch of the medium-sized special combat team, and the other fist that was clenched tightly was now as if it was being clamped by someone with a vice, and the fist that he was proud of had now made a wail of bone cracking.

The screams came out of Xiang Tianyang's mouth without the slightest stop.

In fact, Xiang Tianyang never thought that he would lose so badly, so fast, he wanted to give this special combat team member a dismount, but he didn't expect that he would be defeated by an ordinary team member.

Xiang Tianyang was defeated in a tough confrontation with the members of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, isn't this looking for death Now they are wearing the scale armor combat uniform that fell off the Green Prophet's body, even if Xiang Tianyang's fist can send out hundreds of kilograms of power, it can't hurt this special combat member, not to mention that Xiang Tianyang's fist power has not yet reached that realm, and he has a hard time, which can only say that he is bored with himself, which makes people look so vulnerable to Xiang Tianyang.

In fact, these special combat team members don't need to wear any combat uniforms to win against Xiang Tianyang, but Mo Wen arranged this way, just to tell the three old guys, the team members he trained not only have surpassed the limit in physical fitness, but even the combat uniforms he designed are very strong, Mo Wen needs these three middle-aged men to sue the people above the Military Commission, the team members he trained, definitely not anyone who wants to take over, and he, the captain of the special combat team, is not something that anyone can recall, the most important thing is that Mo Wen wants to sue the people above, the ghost gate holy relic, is a piece of meat on his body, and he wants to get this treasure, first think about whether you can gnaw down these special combat team members under him

Mo Wen, who was standing on the roof of the big truck, smiled proudly, with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked not like a soldier at all, but a bit like a ruffian

Just as the medium-sized special combat team member was pinching and laughing, suddenly a big foot appeared in front of him and kicked on the chest of the medium-sized special combat member.

The strength of the feet is very great, although the medium-sized special combat personnel are not injured, but they still do not pay attention, they are successfully attacked by people, and they retreat a few steps in a row, and the people who come, as if they are kicking on a steel plate, also retreat several steps in a row, but although the medium-sized special combat personnel are not injured, it is a matter of losing face to retreat these few steps, and they immediately roar angrily and are about to go up and start fighting.

And the person who took a few steps back, his expression changed, and he shouted: "Is this how you treat the instructor, do you say that the review point is over, you are too heavy?"

Mo Wen's expression changed, as long as he put on some vicious excuses, he was particularly disgusted, wasn't he vicious when Xiang Tianyang attacked so suddenly just now

Mo Wen dropped the cigarette butt, leaped down from the roof of the car, hurried a few arrow steps, ran over, grabbed the medium-sized special combat team, and said softly: "Wait a minute." ”

Then ignoring the medium-sized special operators with an unhappy face, he spoke: " Wesley, in the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, there is no point to end, and the same is true for training, if you can't accept such a cruel reality, let me get out of here as soon as possible, don't be an instructor in my Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, and Xiang Tianyang just made a surprise attack, and attacked without waiting for my team members to be ready, is this your Su zhì as an instructor For you, I don't have anything to say, I'm sorry, if you can't accept this cruel training, please get out of here, because you are not afraid to wear the clothes of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team."

Wesley helped Xiang Tianyang up, looked at Mo Wen's angry face, and immediately became angry, and shouted: "Don't ask you to think that you are the captain of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team and put an official shelf for us, when Lao Tzu was a soldier and carried a gun, you were not born yet, hum, you are too rampant."

"Rampant hahaha" Mo Wen heard this, raised his head and laughed, pointed to all the members of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team present with his finger, and shouted: " You ask them, when I first screened the team members, how did I torture their physical fitness and will, how many people couldn't accept such devilish torture and quit the blood spirit special combat team, do you think it is still the era of carrying millet plus rifles to fight birds, we are special forces, we need to train the limit of physical fitness, we need a force with strong combat ability as a soldier, instead of looking for a few people with fists and legs to come here to eat and drink, are you embarrassed to rely on the old in front of me, in the blood spirit special combat team, anyone must train with the team members, you are instructors, and hum”

"You" Wesley couldn't say a word when Mo Wen yelled at him, his whole face turned red with anger, his chest rose and fell rapidly, he gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and stared at the boss with two eyes, as if he wanted to tear Mo Wen to pieces in order to relieve his anger.

"The team members you trained, then the two of us will come to understand whether you also have this strength" At this time, he suddenly rushed out, and after speaking, one with his legs and the other with his fists, he hit Mo Wen.

Mo Wen's eyes were like electricity, his expression was stunned, his hands were drawn and pulled, and he slammed two fists on the chests of these two people.

Mo Wen hadn't used the Saint Yuan Force yet, and only used five points of strength, and the two of them were immediately beaten back by Mo Wen by a few meters.

At this time, Mo Wen had a cold face, his voice was like the cold winter weather in December, and he said coldly: "Hmph, sue sù you, you are now in the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, even if the No. 1 leader comes, I have the same attitude, this place, not everyone can come, I told the leader above, I wanted to send an instructor to be a little tough, and I could withstand the devilish training of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, if it was a fancy shelf, I would only say that I would not do it, I am very sorry, the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, don't raise a nest of waste."

Wesley spat out a mouthful of blood, got up from the ground, and roared unwillingly, "Don't ask me to sue you"

With a snap, Wesley's words were not finished when he received a big slap.

"You bastard, how dare you hit me"

Another slap in the face passed.

"We are the instructors of the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team appointed by the Military Commission, you have no right to drive us away"

Another slap hit Wesley in the face.

"We"

Wesley's mouth was already covered in blood, plus a few teeth, and the whole person was lying on the ground.

"I don't care who you are doing things for, when you come to the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, you must pass my test, judging from the current situation, you instructors are all unqualified, and you are not worthy of staying in the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team as an instructor at all" Speaking of this, Mo Wen subconsciously glanced at Cai Kang, who was already scared stupidly not far away, this guy used to follow Liu Tianning, and now he has been transferred here by the No. 1 chief, it is really helpless, and then, Mo Wen looked back at the three middle-aged men on the ground, and sneered: " Go back and tell your leader, let him not make such a small move in front of me, if you want to send someone to train the Blood Spirit Special Combat Team, you must have some real skills, don't look for a nest like you to come to the Blood Spirit Special Combat Base"