Zhang Mo scolded, his voice was not loud but with a majesty that could not be disobeyed, and the other party subconsciously saluted and shouted loudly: "Qiyu military master, subordinate Sun Dongbiao, the former third-class soldier of the Wuli Town Haiwei Station, and now the intermediate fourth-class soldier of the Sumeng Town Haiwei Station." ”

"A little fourth-class soldier is just teasing the chief and calling himself Lao Tzu, I think you are looking for death. ”

Although he didn't know what all this was happening in front of him, the look in the eyes of these people was not disguised at all, if Zhang Mo didn't feel anything wrong, then he would really be a fool.

Thinking of what Si Qinlu did recently, everything that this unbounded and shameless woman did, Zhang Mo could probably guess that this must be something that the woman did again. Seeing the mountain of materials being taken away little by little, and then thrown on the chariot, this is definitely not helping him to pack up his things, and then looking at the posture of the soldiers who are hanging around one by one and not taking themselves seriously, this must be the result of someone's support.

Grandma is a bear, and it doesn't matter if she suffers from suffering in the school captain's mansion, who makes herself inferior to others in cultivation and inferior in status, but in this one-acre and three-point land of the Haiwei Institute in Wuli Town, he is already the absolute boss, if he still lets you ride your neck and bully like, Lao Tzu will not be able to live again, and he will simply drink saliva and choke to death, and the province will be embarrassed to stay in this world.

Ever since he learned of Qin Bo's true intentions, Zhang Mo had a belly of fire in his heart, and later Si Qinlu teased him again and again, making the fire in his heart more and more prosperous, he felt that he should find a punching bag, why did he have to let himself suffer from this nest of gas.

As soon as the words came out, Zhang Mo stomped hard under his feet, like the power of a boulder falling down made the faces of the people on the spot change, and in the midst of the loud bang, Sun Dongbiao, who was already a high-level martial artist, actually had the illusion that his body could not be balanced, although he immediately stabilized his body with his feet, but his face immediately changed.

Since Zhang Mo decided to do it, he would definitely not drag the mud and water, this punch full of anger, mixed with the true meaning of the martial arts that he had just comprehended in the inheritance space, smashed down, in Sun Dongbiao's spirit, he suddenly felt that he was standing at the foot of a bare mountain, there was no one around, only a high mountain stood in front of him, and on the top of the mountain, a large boulder rolled down, with a terrifying majesty, and a rumbling sound rolled down, as if he was going to smash himself into a lump of meat in the next moment.

After Sun Dongbiao's spirit fell into this scene, he immediately knew that it was not good, but he didn't know how to resist it at all, seeing that the boulder was getting closer and closer, and the power was getting stronger and stronger, his mind couldn't help but be taken away, and in the midst of the crisis, he had a flash of inspiration, and shouted loudly: "The military lord spares his life, his subordinates know that it is wrong, the army...

In the eyes of outsiders, after Zhang Mo finished speaking, he immediately stomped his foot, and then stepped forward and smashed it with a fierce punch. Sun Dongbiao, who faced this punch, was stupid and didn't know how to dodge or resist, but at the moment when the opponent's fist was about to come to him, he shouted out the words of spare, and before he finished shouting, he was immediately beaten out by a punch, even if he was in mid-air, he was still shouting loudly to spare his life, this scene is really incredible.

Since he made a move, Zhang Mo didn't plan to reason with them, anyway, these people are no longer his own soldiers, anyway, Si Qinlu didn't reason with himself when he wanted to fix himself, since you use your identity and cultivation to suppress me, then I can also use the same method to fight back, now start from the bottom, one day, Zhang Mo will wave his fists, stand in front of Si Qinlu in person, and return all this a thousand times, and Qin Bo, since he wants to harm his own life, he must prepare his life.

This time, Zhang Mo did not use the true intent of the martial arts, firstly, it was quite difficult to use it if he did not fully comprehend it, and secondly, he didn't want to let the situation fall on one side.

Besides, with these goods, if you can't do it by yourself, then wouldn't all the cultivation during this period of time be cultivated to the dog.

"You dare to calculate me, let me die, fuck, I won't let you have a good time!"

"Let me wait outside? It's a night of waiting, who do you think you are, but you're just a.old girl, it must be menopause. ”

"You dare to calculate me, give me a broken car, can you fucking be more inferior? shameless!"

"I'll let you calculate, and you won't tell me how to come, and you still want to calculate me, right?

"Okay, you, you still have to empty my things, I'll let you out of the moth, I'll let you fool around, shit!"

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While fighting, scolding, Zhang Mo is like a mad tiger, unstoppable, although the emotions between the actions are excited, but the spirit is always calm, and he has an overall grasp of the situation on the scene, it seems that one person is fighting with the crowd, but the people who are fighting with him head-on are always a minority, although the whole scene is chaotic, but it is all under his control.

He didn't know what was going on, as soon as he entered the combat state, his spirit was surprisingly calm, and his grasp of the scene was like instinct, and he didn't have to deliberately calculate at all.

As soon as he made a move on his side, Zhao Tiezhu immediately followed closely, he was also an intermediate martial artist, and he was also proficient in Rolling Stone Fist, and the records of the two were very different: Zhao Tiezhu was barely undefeated in the joint attack of those soldiers, and it was really difficult to fight back.

The soldiers of the Zhendong Army are all elites, all of these people have cultivation that is not weaker than that of intermediate martial artists, Zhao Tiezhu can remain undefeated in their joint attack, this record is already quite terrifying, if it is not for Zhang Mo's personal teaching this month, he would not have been able to achieve such a record.

As for Wen Jinxiao, although he was the only qi practitioner in the field, he probably had never moved his hand before, so he hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Zhang Mo's invincible figure, he suddenly felt a sense of arrogance in his chest, and then saw that although Zhao Tiezhu was in danger but did not retreat, this arrogance was urged to the top, and he screamed strangely, picked up his fist and rushed in: he has been a martial artist all his life, and he has just become a qi practitioner for two days, and the attack method he is used to is the fist of a martial artist.

For a while, the sound of crackling and banging outside the Haiwei Station in Wuli Town was endless, occasionally mixed with a few screams and suppressed moans, making the scene look a little tragic.

It was only a few minutes before and after, and the soldiers who were still staring at Zhang Mo with playful eyes just now were all lying on the ground at this time, everyone was broken bones and tendons, and blood kept leaking out of their bodies, as if they had been trampled back and forth by crazy bison, and the scene was unbearable.