A punch hit Mao Zirui directly, and Kankan stopped in front of the tip of his nose to stop his hand.

Raising his left arm to block his attacking arm, Qin Ye's right leg kicked straight towards Mao Zirui's calf.

The toe point was so far, but Mao Zirui had already fallen down with an unstable center of gravity.

Qin Ye grabbed one of his arms, turned around and fell over the shoulder.

Bang.

With a muffled sound, Mao Zirui fell heavily to the ground.

Gasping for breath, Mao Zirui got up with a grunt and punched again.

It's a pity that Qin Ye was prepared.

Contrary to the previous dodge, Qin Ye stepped step by step****** Zirui realized that Qin Ye's speed was amazingly fast, and he had no power to parry at all.

Bang.

Burst.

Syllable.

……

Except for the first round, he could barely keep up with Qin Ye's rhythm, and he was able to properly block Qin Ye's offensive without being too miserable.

Next, Mao Zirui only had one sentence in his heart: Damn, this Qin Ye is a special soldier, right?

In ten minutes, everyone was stunned to see what it means to be beaten.

And Mao Zirui fell again and again, and in the end, he even felt that it was very difficult to breathe.

Every time I took a breath, I felt the fire in my lungs burning.

And his throat felt like it was about to smoke, and even swallowing and swallowing felt hot and painful.

When Qin Ye stopped, Mao Zirui couldn't stand still.

"Concession."

After speaking coldly, Qin Ye turned around to return to the team.

Behind him, Mao Buyi's angry roar sounded, "Qin Ye, what kind of man are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" ”

Still not convinced?

Qin Ye suddenly stopped and turned around, "What do you want?" ”

Behind Qin Ye, a group of people, including Wu Zhiqiang, looked at Mao Buyi and were already terrified.

The beaten ones didn't even have the strength to parry, and their mouths were still stubborn.

Mao Zirui, I'm afraid you weren't a duck in your last life!

It's cooked, and the mouth is still hard.

"One more game, if you still win, I'll admit it!"

Mao Buyi stiffened his neck and said with a blushing face.

All:......

Brother, have you planted it?

Is it so hard to admit it?

As it turned out, it was really hard!

Without looking at everyone's shocked or incredulous gazes, Mao Zirui only stared at Qin Ye and pointed to the shooting range in the distance, "Shoot the target, how about it?" ”

In the red team, Mao Zirui's target shooting is not the most powerful.

But judging from the target shooting results in the past few days, Mao Zirui thinks that it shouldn't be a problem for him to win Qin Ye, right?

Unless, Qin Ye is really a special soldier.

But is it possible?

Even if the commander really had the ability to send a special soldier to the red team, he would never be able to do such a thing.

The red and blue confrontation match is a confrontation between ordinary soldiers of the two armies, if Geng Changming really does this, what is the difference between cheating and cheating?

Spread it out, don't you laugh off the big teeth of the three armies?

The more he thought about it, the more confident he became, Mao Zirui raised his chin at Qin Ye provocatively, "How is it?" Do you dare? ”

"Okay."

Qin Ye smiled, "Just don't pee your pants for a while." ”

Wu Zhiqiang: ......

All:......

Mao Buyi was stunned for a moment, and there was a flash of weakness in his heart.

In an instant, he was suppressed by the thought that "he must be bluffing to scare people".

"Let's go, go to the shooting range."

"No need."

As soon as the words came out, Qin Ye denied them, and as soon as Mao Zirui's face showed an expression of "sure enough", he saw a hint of banter floating on Qin Ye's lips, "Just play a few tricks, what are you doing so complicated?" ”

As he spoke, Qin Ye took out an egg-sized fruit from his pocket and put it on his head, "Come on......"

Mao Zirui: ......

Others: ......