Snow white fart. On the strands, sticky yellow. The American Marine, who was about to relieve the thugs, suddenly stood up from the ground, and his internal urgency was held back, and he put on his pants directly, and looked back angrily.

Behind Fan Yize, there were six heavily armed Red Police soldiers, but behind this big man, there were tens of thousands of comrades-in-arms.

Other U.S. Marines not far away also found out about the situation here, and immediately burst out laughing, and gathered at the same time.

The convoy of the Future Military Resources Company has already been discovered by these Americans, and the reason why this US Marine specially came to the side of the convoy to relieve the big hand is also completely deliberate.

For the arrival of the military resource company in the future, these boring American GIs always have some ideas, and there are always some bad ideas to pass the time when they are bored.

Provocations that do not lead to a direct conflict have become a good way for these American GIs to pass the time.

Coaxed by his comrades-in-arms, someone really came to the side of Fan Yize's convoy, unbuckled his belt, and paused.

When he heard the conversation between these people from afar, Fan Yize didn't plan to be polite, and he was very restrained to give him a kick.

Not far away, the American soldiers who had nothing to do and agreed to do all surrounded them.

People are curious creatures, and a group of people walked over, and more American soldiers nearby also followed, curious about what was going on.

In just a moment, the road between the future military resources company and the US military convoy was full of people.

In the crowd, someone shouted at the American soldier who put his pants back on, "Brian, you fart. Are stocks okay? ”

"Brian, the man who kicked you is the richest man in the world, you fart. Stocks will be very valuable, don't wash them. ”

"Brian, let him see what a man is, maybe you can spend the night in the RV of the richest man in the world......"

There were all kinds of joking voices of American soldiers around, and Brian in the circle had a cloudy face on his face.

According to the designed script, the most important thing is to be driven away by the soldiers of the future military resources company, and then have a "friendship fight" to teach these soldiers of the future military resources company who seem to be very arrogant a lesson.

Brian is also willing to do such a thing, when it comes to martial arts, he is in his own company, which is famous, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he has a certain strength.

But the subject was changed to Fan Yize, which made Brian not know how to face it, and he was hesitant for a while, not knowing whether to ask for an explanation or go back.

"It seems that you are very unwilling, and I will not bully you."

Fan Yize took two steps forward, came to Bryan, and said: "Give you a chance, if you can hold on to my hands for ten seconds, I will apologize to you, but if you can't hold on for even ten seconds, you just need to kiss the farts of all my subordinates. shares, this matter is over. ”

Fan Yize's voice was not very loud, but everyone present heard it clearly, and suddenly all the American soldiers were clamoring.

"Brian, go fight like a man."

"Come on, Brian, don't be afraid."

"Brian We believe in you, come on......"

If you agitate, because the target is Fan Yize, these American soldiers are quite restrained in their words, and they don't say those foul language, nor do they have those weird tones.

In fact, every US soldier present had a deep understanding of Fan Yize, because most of them were drawn from the Afghan battlefield.

At a time when Fan Yize was becoming internationally famous, almost every soldier of those Afghan coalition troops had heard of Fan Yize's legend, and some were even more impressed.

Many of the U.S. soldiers who have served in Afghanistan have experienced first-hand what it means to be a living Hades on the battlefield.

And Fan Yize is a veritable living Hades, and the existence on the battlefield is even more terrifying for the Taliban fighters, and the Taliban forces who were killed were hundreds of people, and many of them died in close range.

Such a killing god, not to mention that the enemy is afraid, even if it is his own people, he will feel fear.

Although Fan Yize has retired from the French Foreign Legion, the legend left behind has not been reduced at all.

On the contrary, because of the recent spread of Fan Yize's reputation, the US military is further understanding Fan Yize.

For the US soldiers, it doesn't matter how much money Fan Yize has, in their eyes, the name Fan Yize alone is already full of weight.

Brian also came out of Afghanistan, so he naturally understands that the seemingly young, creamy man in front of him is a veritable ruthless character.

But hearing the clamor of his comrades behind him, and the stimulation of ten seconds, Brian also made his own choice, quickly untied the tactical vest on his body, untied the weapon, and handed it to his teammates behind him.

After moving his hands and feet, facing Fan Yize, Brian didn't have much worry and fear, and said: "I won, I don't need your apology, but you have to kiss my fart too. Share. ”

Hearing Brian's words, the morale of the American soldiers at the scene was high for a while, and they couldn't help cheering enthusiastically, and many American soldiers simply used their personal terminals to shoot.

Nearby, more American soldiers gathered, and some American officers, but no one stopped them.

"Yes."

Regarding Brian's provocation in turn, Fan Yize's answer was very simple, and said: "If you are ready, nod your head and start the timer." ”

When Brian heard this, he didn't delay the time, put on a defensive posture of mixed martial arts, and just nodded and signaled that he could start.

The two faced each other, less than a meter apart, and when Brian nodded to defend himself, Fan Yize's body moved like a rabbit.

Catching Brian's gaze on this action, his body reacted instinctively, but whether it was his gaze or his body's reaction, it was several beats slower, and his hands had no defensive movements, and Fan Yize's fist hit Brian directly in the abdomen.

Brian, who was more than 1.9 meters and had a huge body of more than 240 pounds, flew seven or eight meters backwards with his entire feet off the ground, and landed at the feet of the US marines who were shouting cheers with their hands raised.

The whole scene was silent, and there was silence in an instant, as if it was a dead death, and all the US Marines had a hellish expression on their faces.

From the beginning to the end, even they didn't react, and everything came to an abrupt halt.

Looking at Brian, who fell to the ground and didn't even struggle at all, everyone was silent, in fact, no one present really saw how Fan Yize made a move.