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An Tianwei didn't say this time limit casually, he had his own measurements, and at the same time, considering the possible endurance limit of the black and white ghosts, a month should be the most likely time point for a battle to break out.

Director Gao has nothing to say about An Tianwei's insistence, the army has no jokes, once the military order is established, it is like a grenade thrown out, it needs to be seen to explode, and duds are not allowed for the two people who were born in wolf teeth.

After such a commotion, the time had already pointed to a little more, and Director Gao also felt a little sleepy, so he was about to go back to sleep, and when he walked by An Tianwei's side, he patted him lightly on the shoulder twice, and left silently.

An Tianwei didn't send it to the senior director, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, in an hour, it is estimated that such wolf cubs should have completed one-fifth of the training task he had just assigned.

He walked to the door of the Blue Planet Resort, quietly waiting for the members of the Ghost Sweeping Action Team running in circles.

After a while, he saw a figure running faintly from the distant light.

There is no need to guess, An Tianwei also knows that this is Mu Wuqing.

He watched intently at the rhythm of Mu Wuqing's running, as well as the swing amplitude of his body.

The tip of his eyebrows furrowed.

When Mu Wuqing ran less than ten meters away from him, he shouted, "Mu Wuqing, a few laps!"

"Report, tenth lap!"

Ten laps of running is equivalent to about 30 kilometers, and in the case of weight, in terms of speed, Mu Wuqing's average speed reached 30 kilometers per hour.

This achievement is nothing if it runs on foot, but with the addition of a military bag with a weight of 180 pounds, it is completely two concepts.

An Tianwei could clearly see that Mu Wuqing's body was full of misty heat, and in the night light, because of the refraction of the strange halo, there was even a little light multicolored color in the light trial.

Mu Wuqing finished ten laps and stood in front of An Tianwei fixedly, waiting for An Tianwei's next instructions, his face was like a forest eagle.

It seems that An Tianwei's lecture to the ghost sweeping action team in front of him provoked this wolf cub, and he came up stubbornly, which meant that he wanted to compete with An Tianwei.

"What, I'm not convinced!"

"Report to the team leader, do you want to hear the truth or lie!"

"Oh, it's quite individual, how to tell the truth, how to say the false!"

"The lie is that all orders are commanded, and the truth is that I am not convinced. Mu Wuqing's waist was straighter, and his tone was also a standard report tone, which was completely businesslike.

"Very good, I just like to be unconvinced, Han Tie, it seems that they still have some time to complete, let's go to the playground to practice, I will let you know that I specialize in all kinds of disobedience!"

"Just go!"

Mu Wuqing didn't know that he was not An Tianwei's opponent, but he just didn't accept it, practicing was just one thing, but if he didn't even dare to practice, he wouldn't be Mu Wuqing.

Two young people, who were not much different in age, walked onto the playground under the lights and confronted each other.

An Tianwei stood like a pine, with one hand behind his back.

"Give you a hand!"

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and hooked his finger at Mu Wuqing very defiantly.

Mu Wuqing's eyes stared at An Tianwei fiercely, and he pulled off the buttons of his camouflage shirt one by one with both hands, and threw it heavily on the ground, wearing only a white vest soaked with sweat.

Mu Wuqing's body shape is similar to An Tianwei's, he belongs to the type of thinning and undressing, at this time there is only a vest on his upper body, and the explosive power contained in the tight muscles can give people a visual impact.

His fists became tighter and tighter, and his muscles became tighter and tighter, and when he felt that his body was about to reach a critical point, he slammed out, and with his body rushing forward, his fist made a large retraction, and then struck forward like thunder.

He had never had such a strong desire to put An Tianwei down as he did today.

He wants to win.

He didn't have any other thoughts, he just wanted to win, this feeling directly filled his chest, like his tense body, he needed a channel to vent, and the best channel was to see An Tianwei fall to the ground under his fist.

"Whew......"

There is a hidden sound of wind, and the sound of a simple fist breaking through the air can imagine how fast this punch is.

An Tianwei did not move like a mountain, his hands behind his back, his eyes looked at Mu Wuqing's eyes without blinking, and he did not focus on Mu Wuqing's fist at all.

But when Mu Wuqing's fist was less than five inches away from his face, his body only made a slight swing, and he didn't even move his feet, and Mu Wuqing's seemingly killer punch was easily dodged by him.

Mu Wuqing let go of his punch, and the inertia of the rush made him flash from An Tianwei's side, and just when he secretly screamed in his heart, he felt a heavy kick on the p-share, and the whole person flew up in the air and fell to the ground.

"Mind is confused, punches can be stuffed into a square, this is your ability!"

When Mu Wuqing threw himself on the ground, he pushed his elbows to the ground to protect the door, the skin of his arms rubbed against the ground of the playground for a long distance, and many of the epidermis on his arms had turned over, oozing out patches of blood.

But Mu Wuqing didn't feel it at all, and before his body momentum stopped, he turned over and got up.

The distance between him and An Tianwei is now less than two meters, and when he is not stable in his feet, he bows his waist slightly, his body catapults, and volleys towards An Tianwei.

Mu Wuqing's timing this time was very good.

He played a time difference under the inertia of thinking, if the average person was put down like he just did, he would naturally have a confrontation time with the opponent after getting up, but there was almost no interval between his getting up and rushing forward.

As long as he is knocked down, it is a grappling, even if he can't beat An Tianwei, he can hold An Tianwei's face into black green.

It's a pity that An Tianwei's reaction was very flat, without a little fluctuation, as if he had long known that Mu Wuqing would have such a pounce.

An Tianwei's eyes were still staring at Mu Wuqing's eyes, and when Mu Wuqing's body reached the highest point of the parabola in the air, forming a descending arc, An Tianwei's body moved.

An Tianwei's one hand was still behind his back, and his body was also bounced up, facing Mu Wuqing in the air.

In the process of falling, Mu Wuqing's body will form a short-term stiffness in the air, which is exactly the flaw that An Tianwei wants to grasp.

With a slight shake of his head, An Tianwei's shoulders directly pressed against Mu Wuqing's chest, and when the two opposing forces converged at one point, the impact force produced was considerable.

Mu Wuqing only felt that his chest was stuffy for a while, and at the same time, his abdomen also suffered a heavy blow, not a fist, but the tip of his elbow.

Mu Wuqing's forward action was stopped by this collision, and his body made a 180-degree rotation with An Tianwei's shoulder collision point as the axis, and his back hit the ground heavily, falling to the ground.

The fall was very heavy, and Mu Wuqing's brain had a brief crash, but it recovered immediately.

"Your eyes betray all the moves you want to do, you are not a wolf, but a pig. An Tianwei's eyes were full of disdain.

(I'm going to work tomorrow, a weak one, good night friends,)

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