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"Hahaha, we are all comrades-in-arms. This is just a day to day training, there's no need to fight and kill each other. This kind of injury is too much for us to bear." Xiao Jing laughed as she thought about how to escape from the encirclement.
Mo Luo took off his military hat, took off his jacket, and revealed his strong muscles. The corners of his mouth raised high, and with a ruthlessness in his smile, he said: "You can treat this as just some usual sparring. Don't worry, I won't kill you, at most, I'll stay in bed for a few months."
"Officer Mo, I can go up on stage for him." Lin Qi struggled to get up from the ground, but before he could even move, he was suppressed by the opponent.
Mo Luo snorted coldly, "These captives are too noisy, buzzing like flies and giving me a headache. Seal my mouth for me, so that I won't disturb the fair battle between him and me."
"Officer Mo, I feel that it's necessary for us to sit down and chat slowly. Officer Mo, I feel that it's necessary for us to sit down and chat slowly." Xiao Jing pointed to the grass at the side, and revealed a big smile, showing a mouth full of white teeth.
"We are all from the rough men, why do we need to care about those useless things? Men have to use their fists to speak." Once he said that, Mo Luo rushed to Xiao Jing's side like a bolt of lightning. In the next moment, he swung his fist, and in an instant, like a flood that had broken through a dike, he wanted to flood the little figure in front of him.
Xiao Jing dodged a sudden punch from the side with great difficulty, she moved agilely and nimbly to the right, then laughed bitterly: "Officer Mo, I haven't finished, listen to what I have to say first."
"You can say whatever you want. Whether you want to listen or not is up to it."
Xiao Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he looked at Yue Yang's raised fist. When that sandbag like fist smashed onto his body, she definitely would have spat out two mouthfuls of blood on the spot.
Mo Luo did not stop for a moment, he continued to attack, and compared to the previous courtesies, this time, his movements was even more ruthless and fierce, he wanted to smash his opponent's bones to pieces.
Xiao Jing staggered a step, almost falling to the ground.
Mu Xi Chi crawled on the ground for a few times, but the effects of the [Anesthesia Needle] had paralyzed his entire right side of his body. Not to mention participating in the battle, it was difficult for him to even stand up.
BOOM! Mo Luo threw Xiao Jing high up in the air and kicked his waist.
Xiao Jing rolled on the ground after being smashed heavily, she covered her mouth and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.
"F * ck you, don't play so fiercely." Xiao Jing wiped the blood off his mouth, frowning.
Lin Qi fiercely twisted his body, his mouth was sealed, he could only whimper in panic.
Mo Luo crooked a finger at the panting figure on the ground, and ridiculed: "Iron Eagle Unit is not as powerful as the rumors say, they don't even have the strength to retaliate. I truly overestimated you arrogant soldiers."
"Officer Mo is wrong again. Iron Eagle Unit is different from War Wing Unit, at least we officer won't bully a small soldier like this." Xiao Jing stood up shakily, his unkempt body evidently looking somewhat pathetic.
Mo Luo's face sunk, "I am only giving you a chance, if you win against me, I will immediately retreat, and immediately report today's violation of the rules to my superiors. "If you lose ?"
"This isn't a fair duel, so what if I lose?" Xiao Jing asked.
Mo Luo snorted, "Alright, if you lose then you lose, we will continue playing this game."
Xiao Jing tightened her fists, the air that had suddenly quietened down seemed to have the sounds of finger bones closing together, she panted a little, and still remembered what her mother said before she left:
Although I want you to be able to support both heaven and earth, I only want you to measure your capabilities.
Mo Luo laughed complacently, and stood at his original position waiting for the opponent to attack. Obviously, with his position, the little soldier in front of him was just here to deliver his life.
Xiao Jing's fist wind was naturally not as fast as Mo Luo's. The only thing she could think of was to borrow strength to use softness to counter force.
Mo Luo grabbed Xiao Jing's fist and laughed coldly: "I gave you a chance."
Xiao Jing raised her other hand and punched Mo Luo in the chest. The moment it came into contact with his muscles, her entire arm trembled.
Mo Luo patted his chest and laughed: "You only have that much strength?"
Xiao Jing anxiously retreated, it was a pity that she did not have the time to escape from the danger zone, as Mo Luo had already grabbed her arm, and waved it around.
"Bam!" Xiao Jing retreated a few steps, and it was as if a ball of fire was burning in her chest. She felt that even her breathing had begun to boil, and it was very, very painful.
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