The rest of the recruits saw that Mo Ming was ruthless, and they no longer hesitated, a recruit rushed up with a wave of his fist, a punch into the air, Mo Ming's backhand punch hit the person's chest, and then, with a kick out, the recruit was kicked out.

The recruit behind wanted to rush up, but was directly hit to the ground by the recruit who flew out upside down, Mo Ming chased after him, leaped up, and blasted his legs into the chest of a recruit, even if the recruit subconsciously protected his chest with both hands, he was still kicked out by Mo Ming.

"There are three left!"

Mo Ming looked at the three recruits who were still standing on the roof, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and walked into the three recruits step by step, the three recruits all rushed up with their fists, dodged the attack of a recruit, dodged the attack of a recruit again, and kicked the third recruit to the ground with a sudden leg lift.

The other two recruits wanted to pinch Mo Ming back and forth, Mo Ming leaned over, dodging the attack of one recruit, but his shoulder was punched by another recruit, Mo Ming did not hesitate, and with a round punch, he blasted towards the recruit's temple, directly knocking him to the ground.

Just as the remaining recruits came with a punch, Mo Ming threw a punch quickly.

The two fists collided, and the recruit only felt that his fist had smashed on the hard steel plate, and the pain that pierced his heart made his mouth tremble, he gritted his teeth and swung his fist again, but when the fist was raised, Mo Ming's fist appeared on the bridge of his nose.

"You've lost." Mo Ming grinned, sat down on the spot, and gasped for breath.

This time, fighting with more than 400 recruits alone with his bare hands was his limit, in fact, those recruits were not unable to continue fighting, but automatically admitted defeat, as long as they fell off the roof, even if they lost.

This is limited to the competition, if it is really a fight, Mo Ming knows that he will definitely not be able to deal with the power of everyone with the strength of one person.

When Mo Zhentian saw that the battle was over, he applauded happily and shouted, "Good, good! ”

All the people present, whether they were recruits or veterans, all applauded, losing people does not lose the battle, although Mo Ming taught them a hard lesson, some of them were not lightly injured, but their skills are not as good as others, holding grudges is really not a husband's demeanor, as a special soldier, of course they can afford to lose!

"This competition is really exciting, originally I just planned to make a fuss casually, after all, how can the power of one person resist the power of others?" Mo Zhentian smiled bitterly: "But I found out that I was wrong, very wrong, this bastard boy is really promising, one person against more than 400 people, he really won, this really shocked me, of course, I think you are also shocked!" ”

Everyone was silent, a faint smile hung on the corner of Mo Ming's mouth, his eyes looked at Mo Zhentian tightly, and said: "Old man, let me hurt like this in the New Year, go back and have you to see!" ”

Of course, this means that Mo Ming will teach Mo Zhentian a lesson, but Zhu Zhenying will definitely settle accounts with Mo Zhentian when she sees that her son has made such a wolf appearance.

"Go and go, military powerhouse, don't tell Lao Tzu about family affairs!" Mo Zhentian glared at Mo Ming fiercely, and all the special forces soldiers laughed, but then many people's eyes showed shocked expressions, all staring at Mo Ming sitting on the roof, secretly thinking about Mo Ming's identity.

Judging from Mo Ming's disrespectful title of "old man", many people seem to have gotten an amazing answer, but they are still not sure, is the terrifying young man in front of him Mo Zhentian's own son, the world-class soldier king Shura?

A veteran was quite bold, immediately stood up straight, and said loudly: "Report, Commander Mo, after fighting for so long, we don't know what the other party's name is!" Ask for an introduction! ”

"That's right, Commander Mo, introduce me!"

"Tell us about it, at least let us know who we're losing to?" Those recruits coaxed that four hundred people could not defeat one person today, and they also wanted to know what the origin of this demonic killing god in front of them was.

"Haha, a bunch of little bunnies, the people you want to surpass day and night are right in front of you, don't you understand?" Sergeant Xiao Huang can reach the position of lieutenant colonel, not only by his fists, but also by his head, who is this Mo Zhentian?

That's the veteran commander of the country, there are not many people who dare to call him "old man", Sergeant Xiao Huang is a smart person, judging from his speech and demeanor, and judging from Mo Ming's name for Mo Zhentian, this person must be Mo Zhentian's own son, the king of soldiers, Shura!

There was an uproar!

Those people have completely believed that the person they see today is the person who created the legend of the Chinese military world!

"He is Shura, no wonder the strength is so terrifying, it seems that the legend that he can come out of the tiger's den single-handedly is true, from the skills he showed today, he does have this ability!" There is a veteran who is speechless, to be honest, in fact, he is also a small fan of Mo Ming, but unfortunately for idols, he only knows deeds, but he has never seen real people.

Mo Zhentian listened to the respectful gazes of the people around him who threw them at Mo Ming, and he was very happy, he especially wanted to laugh out loud, and declared: "Look, this is Lao Tzu's son, a bastard boy who can single-handedly take on four hundred special forces!" ”

When his son succeeds, the person he is most happy about is his father, who hopes that his son will become a Chan, which is what every parent expects, even if Mo Zhentian is an old general with a good status, but at this time, seeing such a shining son is not only proud of him.

After resting on the roof for a while, Mo Ming jumped off the roof, and after breaking away from the battle, the injuries on his body made Mo Ming perceive, in addition to the swelling of his face, his arms, fists, thighs and chest were also painful, and he limped to Mo Zhentian's side.

"Bastard, wasn't it quite majestic just now?" Mo Zhentian looked at Mo Ming's walking appearance, and couldn't help but laugh and scold: "What? Now start pretending to be crippled? Originally, I was going to just hit a dozen of you, but who knew you were really going to have fun! ”

Mo Zhentian pinched Mo Ming's arm, which was full of strength, making Mo Ming, who was already a little bruised, grin in pain: "Let four hundred people beat you, I will see if you hurt!" ”

"Hahaha...... Even if I let them fight, will they dare to fight? Mo Zhentian laughed and said: "You asked for this today, no wonder I am, remember to explain it to your mother when you go back, otherwise, she will have to mess with me for a few days!" ”

Mo Ming rolled his eyes fiercely and said, "If you hadn't asked me to come here to attract hatred, Lao Tzu would definitely be lying comfortably at home now!" You can do this thing, I won't explain it to you! ”

"Your grandma is a bear, if you don't explain, I'll go back and tell Sù Qianqian immediately, this smoking is harmful to health, you must not let Mo Ming, this bastard smoke, otherwise it will ......" Mo Zhentian looked at Mo Ming with a sneer, and said: "That's all I have to say, you can do it yourself!" ”

Threat, the threat of Chiguoguo!

"Count you ruthless...... Mo Ming smiled bitterly.

Those special forces couldn't help laughing when they saw this way of communication between the two fathers and sons, but when they saw Mo Zhentian coldly glancing at them, they stopped laughing at each other, this offended the commander, and the future will definitely be difficult, even if you don't die in battle, you have to die of exhaustion!

Hades stepped forward and said with a wry smile: "I really didn't expect that you are the Shura who has been praised in the army for a long time, I lost this battle unjustly, today, I lost to you, you made me understand the sentence 'There are people outside the world', but today I also set a goal, that is, to catch up with you!" ”

"I'll wait for you!" Mo Ming smiled and nodded, and said: "From your eyes, I see perseverance, I believe that as long as you unswervingly go down, there will definitely be a place in this legendary world of the Chinese military world that belongs to you, Hades, I am looking forward to the day when we can fight side by side." ”

"I also hope that one day I can fight with the famous Shura!" Hades nodded, and after saying this, he turned around and returned to the group.

Mo Zhentian instructed Sergeant Xiao Huang: "Some of those recruits are not lightly injured, those who should take a vacation to see a doctor are on vacation, let them rest first, okay, I'll take this bastard boy back first, Xiao Huang, the rest will be done by you!" ”

After speaking, Mo Zhentian took Mo Ming and left.

Back at home, Mo Zhentian found external medicine for bruises and sprains for Mo Ming, and asked Mo Ming to wipe the bruises all over his body with medicinal water, these potions are all military bruises, swelling and pain potion, rubbing it on his body, the cool feeling immediately reduced the pain of Mo Ming's body a lot.

These small injuries are not worth mentioning at all for Mo Ming, a person who has experienced many life and death moments, how can a man be considered a real man without being injured?

Today's extreme challenge made Mo Ming clear about his physical limit, and in the battle, he also gained a lot of combat experience, in general, pain is accumulated for qualitative transformation, and continuous fighting will dig out the infinite possibilities in the body!

If possible, Mo Ming hoped to experience such a battle every day, which would allow him to improve his strength more quickly, and this idea was immediately adopted by Mo Ming as soon as it came out.

He applied to Mo Zhentian that during his stay at home, he had to go to the military base every day, and Mo Zhentian understood Mo Ming's plan and agreed without hesitation. Maybe the body was too consumed, Mo Ming wiped the potion, and felt a little tired, said hello to Mo Zhentian, and went back to the room to sleep.

After sleeping for almost four hours, Mo Ming woke up and sat in the hall with Mo Zhentian, one holding a cigarette in his hand, and the whole hall was made into a miasma by them.

Father and son rarely have time to sit together like this, smoking cigarettes, watching TV, and talking a few words from time to time, basically on topics that don't hurt or itch.

It wasn't until six o'clock in the afternoon that Zhu Zhenying took Murong Lian, Jun Qianqian and Lin Yuan'er back from shopping, and when she saw Mo Ming's swollen face like a pig's head, Zhu Zhenying asked Mo Zhentian for details, and couldn't stand Zhu Zhenying's relentless questioning, and Mo Zhentian could only tell the truth.

Knowing what happened to her son's injury, Zhu Zhenying was furious, and immediately wanted to ask Mo Zhentian Xingshi to ask for guilt, Mo Zhentian repeatedly sent Mo Ming a look for help, and Mo Ming immediately came forward to help explain.

Murong Lian and others also helped persuade Zhu Zhenying not to worry about Mo Zhentian, but she still threatened to wait for Mo Ming to leave and then settle accounts with Mo Zhentian, Mo Zhentian could only smile bitterly.