Sister, you miss me

"Xiao Feng..." Nie Kangtian exclaimed worriedly.

Each of the soldiers shook their heads slightly.

Sun Desheng was also a little embarrassed. He stepped forward and stretched out a hand: "Team Yang, don't you mind."

Yang Feng smiled, grabbed his big hand, and stood up all at once.

"Come again." He nodded.

"Come back?" Sun Desheng scratched his head, "Isn't it?"

"Team Yang, forget it, Sun Desheng is nicknamed Taishan. In today's Excalibur Game, the combat effectiveness is second to none. Or, let me change you?"

"Yeah, Team Yang, there is nothing embarrassing about losing to this animal, because we are not his opponents."

After the two soldiers spoke kindly, everyone laughed.

Sun Desheng didn't mind his comrades saying that, instead he was a little shy.

Yang Feng hooked him: "Come on, do your best."

Then his feet were slightly separated back and forth, and his left hand was behind the front and right hands. For a while, there was an aura of looking at the world.

Sun Desheng's expression became solemn, he was the first to bear the brunt, and he was the first to feel the great pressure.

Originally, the soldiers in the audience thought they had an illusion, because how could a person emit such a powerful aura.

However, seeing Sun Desheng's solemn face, they knew that all of this was true.

Only Nie Kangtian seemed to be at ease, everything seemed to be expected.

"Team Yang, I'm really here." Sun Desheng himself couldn't tell what it was like, so he swallowed and spit.

"Do your best." Yang Feng said lightly, "rest assured, I won't hurt you easily."

Sun Desheng couldn't question Yang Feng's words, but some soldiers had already begun to dig their ears.

Elites from all major military districts do not have an idle generation. If they weren't aware of Sun Desheng's strength, hadn't been subdued by this abnormality, they would not unanimously recognize Sun Desheng's superior combat effectiveness.

In a word, it's okay, it's useless to slap your mouth, see the truth under your hand.

It's easy to convince me, come and fight until I'm convinced.

Therefore, Yang Feng's words at this moment are not pleasing, even though he is the first captain of the prestigious Excalibur Bureau, he is still Nie Kangtian's son-in-law, and the soldiers also hope that Sun Desheng will defeat this inexperienced guy.

Sun Desheng looked around, there were hundreds of people on the scene, except for Nie Kangtian and Yang Feng, all of them were eager and hot.

Sun Desheng had no choice but to attack.

First, it was a straight fist, with a certain tentative nature, but Yang Feng's toe hit his armpit before he had made any achievements.

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and they didn't even notice when Yang Feng had gone.

Sun Desheng's face blushed slightly, careless.

Sun Desheng thought, he is a tall man, and the opponent can only resolve his offensive with his feet, because his arms are not long enough.

He closed his hand and punched again. At the same time, Sun Desheng brewed a later move.

But this time the fist was pushed away, and the calf that had just been raised was once again sealed by Yang Feng.

The two moves passed, and the two moves Sun Desheng was extremely frustrated, unable to exert his terrifying combat effectiveness at all, and could not explain his level of strength at all.

Because, Yang Feng always sends the first to come first, feeds on the enemy's first opportunity, and then makes a lot of money.

All this fell in the eyes of the soldiers, and the soldiers thought it was Sun Desheng's mercy and deliberate.

"Sun Desheng, you are a rammer, deliberately waterproof, do you want to flatter the general?"

"I think the eighth achievement is that there is no effort at all!"

"Yeah, if Taishan goes mad, the team Yang's small body may not be able to hold it!"

The soldiers were chattering, Yang Feng looked funny.

These people are all rectifiers. They have one thing to say, but they are not bad-hearted. Looking at them, Yang Feng's depression slowly faded.

Sun Desheng was squeezed by his comrades in such a run, his face was a little uncontrollable, so he clenched his fists and said: "Team Yang, offended, I want to use full firepower now, beware!"

This kid also knew to remind Yang Feng that Yang Feng's impression of him suddenly improved by more than one grade.

"Please." Yang Feng clasped his fist.

"Yeah!"

Sun Desheng roared, his body rose into the air, and the watermelon-big fist smashed towards Yang Feng with the sound of howling wind.

There was a glimmer of appreciation in Yang Feng's eyes, but he remained unmoved.

What's wrong with this guy, isn't he scared?

Everyone squeezed sweat when they saw Yang Feng, who was motionless and unavoidable.

Everyone seemed to see Yang Feng being beaten into a pig's embarrassed appearance.

Suddenly, Yang Feng moved. He was short in stature, and he actually hedged.

Damn, is there any mistake?

The quality of the two is obviously not the same level, why would Yang Feng choose such a stupid play?

This is obviously based on the shortcomings of oneself and the strengths of the enemy, which is unwise.

It's just that when everyone turned around with one thought, the two bodies collided.

Then, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

Because Sun Desheng, who weighed as much as 250 jin, was carried by the little Yang Feng.

This was not over yet, and Sun Desheng turned into a fancy basketball, rolling back and forth on Yang Feng.

Can't stop.

This picture is too funny and too unconventional.

The people at the scene knew that the two were competing, and if an outsider came over, they would definitely say they were dancing.

Up and down, front and back, and left and right, the bearded Sun Desheng was tossed around. He didn't have enough energy all over his body. I don't know how many times he was thrown back and forth. After landing, he couldn't stand at all. Fell to the ground.

Only then did the people with their mouths wide open their breath.

It was thanks to Yang Feng that it ended in time, otherwise someone would die.

Sitting on the ground, Sun Desheng looked at Yang Feng muran, and took a deep breath after a long time.

A hand was stretched over, Sun Desheng held it, and got up with strength, laughing: "Team Yang is hidden, and it really deserves its reputation. My grandson lost."

Yang Feng's eyes lit up, and this Sun Desheng's character was really refreshing and pleasing.

But some people are reluctant.

"Sun Desheng, it's true, everyone's eyes are sharp, you clearly haven't tried your best!"

There were only two sensible people at the scene, Sun Desheng and Nie Kangtian. The others were really indistinguishable.

Sun Desheng shook his head: "You guys, the so-called experts watch the doorway, and the laymen watch the excitement. You guys are just looking at the stars. You know what a shit, or else, whoever of you comes up and throws me like a ball. test?"

Of course no one came up.

Nie Kangtian smiled and came to Yang Feng's side and said, "How about? Is enough venting?"

"It's fine." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Nie Kangtian shook his head: "But they still don't believe you!"

"Why do I want people to believe, I'm not here to pretend to be forced."

"Today I want you to pretend to be coercive, kill their spirit, and let them know that there is someone outside the world and there is heaven."

"Okay, this is what you said, as there are too many people, I can't control the measure, and I am at my own risk!"

Nie Kangtian didn't seem to hear: "How about ten people at a time?"

Yang Feng didn't even think about it, and said, "Let's go together."

When everyone was dumbfounded, Yang Feng explained: "Since you want to kill and kill, you can't just try unarmed combat, shooting, flying, etc. There are a lot of projects, and you are in a hurry."

by!In a hurry?Lots of projects?Is he almighty?

The soldiers couldn't believe their ears.

Nie Kangtian couldn't help feeling a little excited, but still ordered decisively.

"On the spot, everyone except me will go together and fight unarmed. The time limit is five minutes to see if you can knock Yang Feng down."

Nie Kangtian actually issued such an order. At this moment, many soldiers suspected that Yang Feng was not Nie Kangtian's son-in-law.

However, with military orders like a mountain, hundreds of people still surrounded Yang Feng.

There are three floors inside and three floors outside, all indescribable.

Of course, the innermost ones are all the best, but everyone found a weird phenomenon. Sun Desheng, the best able to fight, hid in the periphery. Could it be that he was a turtle?

However, I didn't care.

Hundreds of elites in the military can crush one person to death even if they are stacked against one person!

In the center, a faint smile appeared on Yang Feng's face, as if suddenly remembering something, and then, with his toes, drew a circle with a radius of almost one person.

Finally, the soldiers began to attack.

In fact, the people in the inner circle were a little embarrassed to do it, but when the people on the periphery crowded, they passively flocked to Yang Feng.

The battle is on the verge of getting out of hand.

Nie Kangtian was just a little surprised, but Sun Desheng was shocked beyond words, and he said hell in his heart.

The one-meter-five-square-meter area around Yang Feng seemed to be a Jedi. Once anyone entered, he would be thrown out mercilessly, and could not resist at all.

If you look down from the air, the battle scene is like a pot of boiling water, bubbling in the middle and spreading around.

In less than five minutes, hundreds of people all fell to the ground, groaning one by one, but they couldn't get up.

Suddenly, there were countless panda eyes and nosebleeds. However, none of them were hurt.

Sun Desheng came to Yang Feng, stood still, took Yang Feng's hand, swallowed and said, "Team Yang, thank you for your mercy."

Sun Desheng knew that Yang Feng didn't make any effort when he first discussed with him, otherwise, he would definitely be embarrassed ten times a hundred times.

Even with one enemy and one hundred, Sun Desheng still couldn't see Yang Feng's true strength.

People are scared because of the unknown, and Sun Desheng feels extremely shocked because he does not know the depth of Yang Feng.

Is that human being?

With a smile on his face, Nie Kangtian walked from the crevices to Yang Feng's side, saying that the son-in-law made a face to himself, and he couldn't find him with a lantern.

But he just patted Yang Feng on the shoulder, and then said to his subordinates: "I will get up all the active ones. The competition has just begun."

With Nie Kangtian's voice, all the soldiers stood up, none of them hurt their muscles or bones.

"Who participates in the shooting contest?"

"I!"

The voice of Nie Kangtian just fell, and Sun Desheng was the first to sign up. Not only did this kid fight unmatched with his bare hands, but his marksmanship was also against the sky. He was firmly in the top three in the entire barracks.

Sun Desheng admitted that he could not beat Yang Feng with his bare hands, but in terms of marksmanship, he had never given up.