Guo Chen didn't know how long it took him to defeat the virtual self in the first level, and when he climbed to the second floor, he saw another virtual self.

"Well, yes, it's obviously a little more handsome than the one on the first floor, you wait, I'm hungry, eat first."

Guo Chen doesn't take the initiative to attack, he won't move if he doesn't make a virtual self, Guo Chen looked at it, Yue Qingqing said that it was really right, there was fast food in the practice tower, although it was not as delicate as the master chef in the canteen, but it was better than that it could be heated.

Tear open a beef offal pot, put in the ingredients, and start to heat it automatically, the people outside the tower are eating, and Guo Chen in the tower is also eating.

"Whew...... When you are full, you should not exercise vigorously just after eating, and rest for half an hour. ”

Guo Chen sat opposite his virtual self and picked his teeth, and his virtual self looked at him directly, like two fools looking at each other.

"Okay, come on, Guo Daxia, please advise."

As soon as Guo Chen hugged his fist here, the virtual self on the opposite side made a move, and rushed over with a snort, and actually scolded in his mouth.

"Your food is quite delicious, I'll let you eat it, eat."

, the virtual self is actually an emotional one, and he can actually scold the street.

Guo Chen was in a ping-pong battle with his second-layer virtual self, and began to learn the regular army martial arts routines of his virtual self, which was a lively fight.

- Guo Chen in the tower is still fighting on the second floor, outside the tower, in front of the life and death stage, Yue Qingqing and Brontë are preparing to sign the life and death certificate.

Brontë is no longer pretending, the showdown is over, I am the strongest person in this observation group, and I want to challenge the strongest person in your Asian battalion.

Since they are both ceiling-level fighters on both sides, Brontë and Yue Qingqing have no offer to fight to the death, so this life and death certificate must be signed.

"Beauty, if you are afraid, you can beg me to spare your life, and I will treat you very gently in a while."

Brontë looked Yue Qingqing up and down, his eyes were full of aggression and lust, and Yue Qingqing deliberately straightened his chest, very proud.

"Monsieur Brontë, have you had enough for lunch, and besides, have you brought some dry food with you, you may ...... in a moment? Well, I'm sure you're going to be without eating for a long time. ”

Yue Qingqing signed the life and death certificate very chicly, and then took the lead on the life and death platform, and everyone noticed that Yue Qingqing really carried a small backpack.

Walking on the platform of life and death, Yue Qingqing put the small backpack in a corner and opened the zipper slightly.

"What are Qingqing doing, the state is so relaxed, this is a battle of life and death."

Fang Anran was a little worried, only Ke Fei smiled in his heart, it seems that not only Guo Chen will surprise us, Qingqing, you have also learned to hide clumsy.

"Minglan, you go and prepare some washed fruits, as well as bread and chicken cakes, by the way, I really don't know what Qingqing likes to eat, Deputy Governor Fang, Qingqing is your beloved apprentice, you should know."

Fang Anran was worried about his beloved disciple, but he didn't expect Ke Fei to prepare food for Yue Qingqing, this ...... It's a bit nonsensical.

"Camp Governor, now is not the time to joke, why aren't you worried at all?"

"Deputy Governor Fang, what's the use of worrying about it now, the life and death certificate has been signed, and the life and death stage has gone up, Anla, sit down and watch the play."

On the stage of life and death, Brontë wanted to tease Yue Qingqing again, but Yue Qingqing did it directly.

"You ......"

With one punch, Yue Qingqing almost knocked Brontë off the stage of life and death.

"Mr. Brontë, I regret it now, it's too late."

After speaking, Yue Qingqing unfolded his body and began to output at Brontë, but he grasped the force very skillfully, neither injuring Brontë nor beating Brontë out of the stage of life and death.

Yue Qingqing made up her mind, if Guo Chen, this kid, didn't come out of the tower, she would keep beating Brontë lightly, humming, to see who could consume whom.

Guo Chen in the tower was having a lively fight with his virtual self, when he suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed, but he was exploited by his virtual self and knocked Guo Chen away with one punch.

"Wow, my temper...... Well, I'm not grumpy, pay attention to the quality, hey...... Guo Daxia, do you have any new moves, if not, I'm going to die. ”

In this way, Guo Chen broke through layer by layer, and each layer took more than two hours.

Rest when you're tired, eat when you're hungry, don't say it, the food on each floor of the Nine Heavens Tower is different, otherwise, you can eat anorexia just by eating offal hot pot.

And on the life and death platform outside the tower, Yue Qingqing beat Brontë fatly, but he didn't hurt him, let alone kill him, when he was hungry, Yue Qingqing took the time to take out a small snack from his small backpack and stuffed it into his mouth, and then continued to beat Brontë fatly.

Poor Brontë finally realized that he had kicked the iron plate, and he never expected that the ceiling of the Asian battalion's combat power was so terrifying that beating him was like a twenty-year-old beating a kindergarten child.

Brontë wants to admit defeat, but this is a life and death table, and admitting defeat means that he must stick his neck out and be obediently broken by the other party.

Don't throw in the towel...... I can only continue to be beaten so aggrieved.

"How is it, Vice Governor Fang, are you still worried now, haha."

Seeing Ke Fei laughing so thief, Fang Anran couldn't wait to rush up and kick him twice, there was no way, first, she couldn't beat Ke Fei, and second, Ke Fei was still the camp governor, and it was a felony to commit the following crimes.

"Alas... It seems that I don't know as much about Qingqing as you do. ”

Ke Fei said with a smile: "It's because you don't know Guo Chen as well as me, Minglan, you go back and give Deputy Governor Fang a good combing, since Guo Chen, this kid came to our special training camp, what good things have you done." ”

When Guo Chen came to the special training camp, Fang Anran had been working in the General Administration, so there were many things she didn't know.

After coming back, although Yue Qingqing also told her some things about Guo Chen, didn't Yue Qingqing still think that Guo Chen was a dog spy, so when she introduced Guo Chen to Fang Anran, she was obviously with a little emotion.

This caused a misunderstanding to Fang Anran, although Guo Chen has special abilities, this person also has a lot of shortcomings.

"Deputy Governor Fang, why don't I tell you now, anyway, we can't see Guo Chen's breakthrough into the tower, and there is nothing to see on the stage of life and death."

Minglan smiled and took out her mobile phone, Cui Minsheng on the side also came over, and was glanced at by Minglan Bai, Cui Minsheng sneered:

"Senior sister, let me take a look too, I guess, I can't keep Guo Chen in Area C."

The Life and Death Platform is not in the same area as the Twin Towers, Yue Qingqing and Brontë are life and death battles, so naturally they are more concerned, so most of the people are on the side of the Life and Death Platform.

In the evening, Ke Fei ordered to turn on the lights on the stage of life and death and began to throw fruits on the stage.

Yue Qingqing grabbed the fruit and ate it calmly, and used one hand to eat the fruit, and one hand and two legs, and beat Brontë as well.

From the afternoon to the evening, for five or six hours, Brontë was beaten so that he did not even have a chance to speak in protest.

Ikeda protested a few times, and she also saw that the strongest ...... of the observation group Even the strongest fighters of the American battalion are just a toy to be beaten and played with in front of the ceiling of the combat power of the Asian battalion.

Life and death are in the hands of others, and the cat and mouse are still allowed to squeak twice, Yue Qingqing did not give Brontë a chance to speak at all.

It's a hairy yarn......