Rebirth Game Tycoon

Facing Gong Hu, who was rushing up like a mad tiger, Lu Menglin remained motionless.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that his state at the moment is extremely abnormal, something similar to the situation when a secret medicine warrior activates the secret medicine.

Suddenly, Lu Menglin swung the Barrett sniper rifle in his hand, and aimed his gun at Gong Hu who charged in front of him.

The forehead was pointed at by a gun, and even if Gong Hu was mad and mad, he could only stop in time at this time, and did not dare to stimulate the opponent anymore.

The power of this Barrett sniper rifle is known to the entire Iron Lion army.If Lu Menglin squeezed the trigger lightly, no matter if you were a crazy tiger or a silly tiger, you could only see you in the next life.

"Yes, I'm a bit courageous at last! Are you afraid of guns? Is it because you are not confident enough in your martial arts?" Lu Menglin smiled casually.

Gong Hu was pointed at the muzzle of the black hole, his face flushed with anger, speechless.

That is to say, after a delay, a rush of anger, and then decay, and exhaustion, the courage of the blood and blood in Gong Hu's body is getting weaker and weaker.

You don't need to do anything to know that he is definitely not an opponent surnamed Lu.

"You don't have to stare! It doesn't matter if you stay in this state. I don't need to say, even if you are stupid, you can't do it."

Lu Menglin's words made Gong Hu speechless, and his momentum became weaker by three points, and he was about to go out.

Because he knows very well, people are right. Last time he also used madness, and the result was not horribly cleaned up by Fatty, otherwise he should be the first combat team now, not the third. .

In a blink of an eye, all the members of the second and third combat teams were groaned by Lu Menglin.

A Gong Hu could only stare with angrily, and a Zhang Qingtan lost even the fellow, only knowing that he was standing in situ in despair, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

At this time, no one thought that the leader of the fifth combat team, Miaoping, who had never said a word, had palms together, bowed to Lu Menglin and saluted, and then said with a smile: "Lu The instructor is good at it! Miao Ping has a itch for a while, ask the instructor for advice."

As soon as this statement came out, most of the people present were very surprised and surprised.

You know, the fifth combat team is a Zen army of monks. This group of people has always been low-key and never fights. In addition to fighting on missions, they usually just chant sutras and sit, but they never thought they would stand up. Challenge the Lu instructor.

Lu Menglin nodded and smiled: "Okay! I hope you can surprise me."

"Count me as well! Brother Menglin, you are getting better and better, and I feel itchy when you see it!"

At this time, Fat Dun unexpectedly emerged from the crowd, stood on Miaoping's body, and said loudly.

Everyone knows that the relationship between the First Combat Team and this instructor Lu is unusual, unexpectedly Fat Dun would take the initiative to challenge him.

Fat Dun's strength is obvious to all. He did not think of being a second person among the Iron Lion troops. He was willing to stand up and immediately rekindled a little hope in many people's hearts.

Moreover, Fat Dun did not challenge Lu Menglin before, but instead stood up after seeing the strength of the opponent, indicating that he was really happy with hunting, without any utilitarian challenge. This kind of simple and pure fighting spirit, on the contrary, makes people happy. Faintly give birth to respect.

Fat Dun was originally such a number one in the Iron Lion army. He never participated in power struggles. He was only obsessed with his own strength. He didn't even want the position of leader of the first combat team. His aspiration was evident.

But Fat Dun actually wanted to join forces with Miao Ping to fight against Lu Menglin, which also proved from the side that this instructor Lu was so powerful, it was definitely not a joke.

The three stood in the middle of the school field. With the tyrannical strength that Lu Menglin had just shown, the siege had no meaning to him. Only masters like Fat Dun and Miao Ping could keep up with his speed. It was a battle.

"Brother Menglin, I remember you couldn't beat me before. Haha! It's hard to say now." Chubby laughed cheerfully.

His smile was incomparably innocent, he was obviously happy for someone from the heart, and his beautiful mind was also admired by others.

"Yes! Thanks to you in the past, I will drink with me later." Lu Menglin smiled and nodded.

Fat Dun learned Lu Menglin's signature moves, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Brother Menglin, you have to be careful! I saved a lot of money and got stronger too! If I win, I will get money later. Count me."

Lu Menglin laughed and said: "You won't talk about it! I guess you are out of play!"

Before he could say anything, Fat Dun had already rushed towards Lu Menglin.

His movements were not hurried or slow, and he came to Lu Menglin in a few steps, he smiled, his palms came out, and he patted Lu Menglin on the shoulder.

This trick looks unremarkable to others, and it has no power.

I don't know, I thought Fat Dun was deliberately releasing water, but it was too obvious!

I didn't know that Lu Menglin's expression was rare and solemn when facing this light pat.

Because he couldn't even perceive the power of Fatty in this shot, in other words, Fatty's grasp of his own power has reached the point where he can send and receive it in his heart.

Before the power really breaks out, there won't be even the slightest wastage, and this control is really terrifying to the extreme, and there is already a realm of freely transforming between the virtual and the real.

In other words, the fall of this palm is determined entirely by the chubby mind. It can be a powerless palm, or it can be instantaneous like a flash flood, out of control.

This kind of extremely subtle and special perception can only be noticed between Lu Menglin and a powerful person of the rank of Fat Dun. It can only be understood, and cannot be said.

It's too late to say, then soon!Lu Menglin actually took a step back and actively avoided the chubby shoulder slap.

This is the first time he has stepped back since he appeared.

Whether facing the slash of a cold weapon or the power of the Barrett sniper rifle, he did not back up, but facing the simple shoulder slap action of the fat, he backed up.

Everyone was stunned, and most people couldn't see the mystery of this shot of Fatty.

In the past, when Fatty shot, he took the same path as Gong Hu, and he was directly crushed by his tyrannical physique and strength. This was the first time that he abandoned his tough side in front of everyone and evolved a gentle, drizzle attack. action.

Fatty opened his mouth wide, and while he laughed, he took another big step forward.

This time, he changed both palms to single palm, and pushed out with a palm on his chest.

This palm also doesn't have half a hint of smoke, like a play between lovers, the movement is smooth and natural, and it is natural.

A brawny man with a physique like the chubby dunk has made such a soft and fresh movement. The strong visual contrast caused by this makes people feel that it should be uncoordinated, but at the same time, there is a kind of inexplicable beauty of harmony.

Fat Dun obviously should be a great man in Guanzhong, holding an iron plate to sing Da Jiangdong, but the scene before him is like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl holding a red tooth plate singing the bank of the willow, the wind is waning.

But what is even more bizarre is that the chubby palm movement is completely natural and does not make people feel abrupt. Obviously, it has already gained its god and forgotten its shape. This is an extremely clever palm.

Lu Menglin couldn't help but frowned. He was about to make a move to crack it. He didn't know that at the same time he was thinking about it, Miao Ping who was standing behind Fatty suddenly moved.

I saw that Miaoping put his palms together, watching his nose, his nose watching his heart, and suddenly opened his mouth to aim at Lu Menglin.

Strangely speaking, everyone present clearly didn't hear any sound, but they had the weird illusion of shaking the mountains.

Moreover, some of the sensitive people present felt an invisible force one after another, which was turning into a rushing torrent with some special fluctuations, rushing towards Lu Menglin.

It's too late to say, then soon!Lu Menglin was full of vigor, protecting his body automatically.

Click!

Click!

boom!

Lu Menglin's body suddenly made a series of strange noises like cracked glass, just like being hit by the ten cold swords just now.

At this moment, he seemed to have been in an invisible torrent in an instant, and in this torrent, there were so many invisible but invisible weapons that were blasting on Lu Menglin's body.