Clyde looked up to meet the fat man's scarlet eyes.

Rumble!

The fist hit instantly, and Clyde desperately resisted with both arms.

The ferocious force sent Clyde flying out again, and before he could react, the fat man came up again.

Bang!

This time, the fat man deliberately slowed down and punched Clyde.

"Uhh

Clyde let out a strange cry and shook his right arm violently, but the sharp tingling pain was still intense.

In the case of an ordinary person and a fat man facing such a punch, no matter how good it is, it would have to be a fracture, but Clyde obviously didn't.

"Who the hell are you?"

Clyde puts up a stance, ready to respond to the fat man's attack at any time.

"The bones are quite hard, but you have to break your hand today!"

The fat man let out a loud shout, and the lightning-fast speed turned on again, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Clyde and slammed into it with a straight fist.

Bang ~ Bang bang bang!

Clyde fought the fat man for several rounds, and he only felt that his arms were about to run out of consciousness, and the devil knew why the fat man was so powerful.

Clyde found himself unable to dodge the fat man's attack at all, as if he had been locked in all directions, and only then did he finally realize that he had fallen into a trap, and that the fat man had deliberately wanted to do so.

Father!

A sound of breaking wind hit Clyde's waist, and before he could even see what was going on, the whole man flew out again.

An advertising board standing on the side of the road was directly smashed by Clyde's tall body, and he flew half a street away, this time simply hitting the street opposite the cold drink shop.

The fat man patted his leg, then hooked Clyde's hand again.

Clyde was still slumped on the ground, feeling the same as before, thinking that he had been hit by something, but this time he saw that it was the fat man's legs.

"Damn it!"

Clyde tried a few times and didn't get up, and now he was so sore that he could only watch the fat man provoke him over there.

"What are you going to eat, kill him for me!" Clyde shouted at the rest of the youth.

The young men who had been scratched by the fat man with glass before all stood up, and the fat man had just left their hands on them, so he didn't really hurt them, but apparently they didn't give up.

Two young men rushed forward with their fists sheathed, and one was about to grab the fat man's neck from behind.

The fat man sneered, and three consecutive kicks on the spot directly kicked all three people in three directions away.

This time, the fat man used some force, and the three young men were all kicked seven or eight meters away.

These people are obviously far worse than Clyde, and they can't moan after falling to the ground, not as good as Clyde's current condition, at least he is up again...

This group of people is by no means from ordinary soldiers, ordinary soldiers cannot have such skills, and the special forces in the base are extremely strictly controlled, and they will never be as arrogant as them, and they will kill anyone at every turn.

"Cadet? Let me teach you a lesson. ”

"Waste, waste, come with me!"

Clyde waved his hand forward, and everyone rushed towards the fat man, even himself in the crowd.

Clyde was ready to use others to provide cover for himself, and if he had a chance to punch the fat man, he believed that his strength would be enough to make the fat man drink a pot.

The fat man raised his leg and kicked it, and one person was directly stepped on by him, lying on the street in a dog eating posture, and suddenly hit a face full of flowers.

The fat man flew up, then kicked on the other man's chin, and the young man immediately flipped backwards.

Almost as soon as he lifted his leg, a person flew out, and at least seven or eight meters away.

The crowd of onlookers in a circle stepped back again, fearing that they would be hit by the kickers.

Many of the onlookers were military cadets in the vicinity or officers and soldiers in the base, and although they had the responsibility to stop the battle in front of them, they dispelled this idea after really seeing the situation clearly.

Clyde's name is notorious in this area, especially those military cadets who can't help but want to applaud when they see this situation, but they don't dare to speak, so they have to secretly refresh in their hearts.

Rotrier Army Academy, third-year mecha major.

Clyde's identity doesn't seem to be anything special, but his backer is not something that ordinary people can afford to offend.

Clyde's number one big brother, a fourth-year mecha major, is also an ace pilot, the ace of the entire Army Academy.

An ace pilot at the age of twenty-three, this is a rare existence in any country, even in those superpowers.

"Hey, the people he offended have a lot of backgrounds."

"yes, revenge will come soon."

The two fellow Army Academy students whispered outside the crowd, and although they belonged to the same academy as Clyde and the others, they were quite disdainful of Clyde, even compared to his eldest brother.

"Hey, Athos is extremely protective, he doesn't care whose fault it is, he will kill this fat man."

In the middle of the crowd, the battle continued.

Constantly people flew out from under the fat man's feet and finally fell to the ground.

Clyde also kept running around the fat man, and it wasn't until the little brother who was following him left and right was kicked away that he finally found his chance.

Just as the fat man had just made a move, Clyde's fist had already slammed into the fat man's chest.

The fist slammed into the fat man's chest, but the feeling of the punch hitting the flesh was completely unfelt.

Clyde only felt that his punch had hit the stone, and it was clear that the fat man looked so vulnerable, but his long-brewing punch had no effect at all.

"Damn!"

Clyde was about to withdraw his fist, but the fat man's elbow was aimed directly at his arm and slammed it down.

Click~

There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, and Clyde fell to his knees.

"Ahh

Clyde screamed, his arm snapping at an eerie angle.

The surrounding spectators were amazed at the fat man's actions, especially the group of military cadets who were already stupid.

"It's over, it's over, this fat man will definitely die!"

"He actually broke Clyde's arm?!"

The fat man lifted his kick at Clyde, and Clyde flew backwards, fainting after falling to the ground.

At this point, all the people flying on the street were solved by the fat man, which seemed to the onlookers to be only a matter of minutes.

Soon soldiers arrived.

The soldiers were covered with a control mark, which appeared to be part of the army's control department, but not like the gendarmerie.

There are often vicious clashes on this commercial street, and the people involved are either soldiers or cadets, and the police are naturally not easy to intervene in them, so the best way is to be managed by the army. (To be continued.) )