In the primeval jungle, Fang Qiong held a sniper rifle, aiming at the tall gringos who were struggling in front of him and still wanted to get up and run, this scene made the group of soldiers who followed behind Fang Qiong couldn't help laughing.

They were all mentally prepared for what would happen to this strong, bear-like gringo.

Who is Fang Qiong?

Sharpshooter!

A sniper rifle that has never been missed, absolutely every shot.

A group of warriors had long been accustomed to a leisurely stroll through the jungle minefield.

Even if the enemy placed a mine trap or something, Fang Qiong could find it out and alert them as soon as possible, so they were purely watching the excitement along the way.

"I'll go, the friendly army is coming, let's die, this wave is stable!"

"Fuck off, Lao Tzu's name is Shi Sanba!"

The two special forces who had been fighting hand-to-hand with the strong man before couldn't help but smile when they saw Fang Qiong and the dozen or so people behind Fang Qiong.

A dozen comrades-in-arms with guns!

Refreshing!

“oh，fuck！！！ You can't do that, I demand a fair fight!! ”

Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, the strong man suddenly shouted in despair, and the crowd of his broken Chinese generals couldn't help but laugh.

"Oh? A fair fight, how a fair fight? ”

Fang Qiong, who was already feeling bored with the food, suddenly became interested when he heard this, he put away the sniper rifle with great interest, walked towards the strong man and asked.

"Aren't you special forces? I ask to put down the gun, let's fight, I can fight a bunch of you alone! ”

Speaking of hand-to-hand combat, the strong man suddenly became confident, and his eyes looked at Fang Qiong and those special forces with a little contempt, and he looked at Fang Qiong and the others with disdain.

"Can't promise him!"

"The difference in this body is too great, this thing has at least 300 pounds of muscles, it's not comparable!"

"Like a bear, you can't fight hand-to-hand!"

"Joke, we have guns, why are we fighting him hand-to-hand?"

“......！”

Many warriors opened their mouths in unison, one by one either refusing or ridiculing, looking at the strong man, their faces were full of reluctance.

Among them, Na Shi Sanba and his comrades-in-arms were even more extremely reluctant, because the two of them had fought with the strong man, and they knew how much strength the strong man had, and he was simply a living bear.

"I promised you, and, if you can beat me, I will not only obey you, but also let you go, how about it?"

On the contrary, Fang Qiong completely ignored the reluctance of many warriors, and said directly to the strong man.

"Really? Deal! ”

The strong man was overjoyed when he heard this, and directly threw down the gun without bullets, and even the saber in his hand was still on the ground, he was so clever, Fang Qiong could see it at a glance.

With strong muscles, infinite strength, no guns or knives, he is not afraid of anyone.

And if he has a knife, his reaction is slower than that of ordinary people, so it is really impossible to say who wins and who loses.

"You can't do this, he's a mercenary, foreign troops enter the country, and no one is qualified to let him go without an order from the military department!"

"Brother Fang, I know you're powerful, but marksmanship and close combat are different, don't be impulsive!"

"My God, Brother Fang won't be killed by that foreign devil with a punch, right?"

"It's over now, the above is still going to invite Brother Fang to enter the military department, Brother Fang has obviously violated the military order this time."

"All ready, shoot at any time if the situation is not right!"

“......！”

When many soldiers saw this scene, they couldn't help but have a toothache, they were extremely impressed by Fang Qiong's marksmanship and jungle combat experience, but now it seems that this master is a little too arrogant, right?

It's just arrogant!

Can that bear-like person go hand-to-hand combat?

Looking at Fang Qiong's thin appearance, I'm afraid that the bear can kill him with one punch, right?

......

"Why is this man like this!"

In the command room, looking at Fang Qiong and the gringo who were preparing to fight in the video screen, Long Xiaoyun couldn't help but say angrily: "A battle that can be solved with one shot, he prefers to fight with people in close hand-to-hand combat." Moreover, without an order, how dare he promise to let people go! ”

"Don't worry, since he dares, he has confidence!"

At this time, Shi Qingsong looked at the video screen with a calm face, and said: "Don't forget, the power that erupts when he throws stones can exceed a thousand pounds, and in this battle, I think it is very necessary, look at those soldiers of yours, they subconsciously dare not fight with each other hand-to-hand, what is this?" Bad seeds! ”

"Special forces are all-round and all-round arms, how can they ignore the level of close combat? When they come back, they'll all be practiced for me! ”

.......

In the jungle.

The sniper rifle in Fang Qiong's hand was still in general, he looked at the strong man in front of him with a calm face, and then looked at the group of special forces behind him with worried faces, and then made a Tai Chi gesture.

"Tai Chi, Fang Qiong!"

Confused!

In the rear, a group of warriors couldn't help but look at Fang Qiong in confusion, and so did the strong man.

Are you kidding?

Tai chi?

They didn't know that Fang Qiong intended to promote a wave of national arts, and by the way, to strengthen the morale of this group of special forces who lacked courage.

"Tai Chi? Do you Huaxia Park Old Man Boxing? Hahaha, hubris! ”

Seeing this, the strong man couldn't help but squirt a sentence lamely, and then laughed unscrupulously, he seemed to see the hope of surviving.

Hey——!

With a muffled snort, the strong man instantly burst out, wearing a body armor and his figure, like Mount Tai pressing the top, the arm that was as thick as Fang Qiong's thigh and the fist with the big mouth of the bowl looked extremely terrifying.

"Hide ——!"

Someone couldn't help but shout, but Fang Qiong didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and some of the soldiers couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to bear to look at the next miserable scene.

Someone had even raised their guns and was ready to shoot the strong man.

But at this moment, Fang Qiong stretched out his palm lightly, gathered all his strength in his arm, and grabbed the strong man's fist.

"Ah——!!!h

The strong man couldn't help but let out a painful cry, his face was full of disbelief, he could feel that Fang Qiong's five fingers were clutched into his fist like steel fingers pinching the dough.

Click——!

With a crisp sound, the strong man's fist was directly pinched out by Fang Qiong with five finger-shaped indentations.

"Am I arrogant?"

Fang Qiong snorted coldly, and then his strength exploded, dragging the strong man's arm, and with a flick, boom, the strong man was directly smashed on the trunk of the tree next to him like a noodle thrown by Fang Qiong.

At this moment, no body armor is easy to use.

ClickClick——!

The sound of a broken backbone was heard, accompanied by the miserable screams of a strong man.

And Fang Qiong didn't stop, but still grabbed the strong man's arm, threw it over and threw it fiercely to the ground, to the tree trunk, and to the stone.

A man of ordinary stature grabbed a strong man who was more than twice as strong as him and smashed it back and forth.

This scene was extremely weird, as if it was not a person who was smashing and playing in Fang Qiong's hand, but a fluffy sack.

Until the end, Fang Qiong casually threw the strong man on the ground, and at this time, the strong man was already covered in broken bones, soft as dough.

He choked on blood and spurted out of his mouth, opened his mouth, looked at Fang Qiong with his neck bent, his eyes were gloomy, and before he died, he spit out three words like a suspicious life.

"Mom sells batch ......!"