Don't break it, don't stand it!

Break and stand!

This is Qin Fan's positioning of this group of scumbags.

In a month's time, with their original mentality, if they don't completely break it, it will be impossible to get rid of the penultimate first, let alone win the crown.

That kind of result was not what he Qin Fan wanted.

"Come, trash! Throw your anger on me! Let me see how mad the trash's anger can be!

Beckoning his hand again and again, the disdain on Qin Fan's face went to the extreme!

"Up!"

"him!"

"Uncle Grass!"

"Lao Tzu is out of the way, even if he can't become a soldier in the future, he will make this bastard pay the price!"

"him!"

Again and again, again and again stimulating.

In the end, reason was completely defeated by impulse.

That immature and delicate face with all kinds of colors, such as banter, disdain, contempt, ridicule, ridicule, etc., suddenly became the most hateful existence in the eyes of these soldiers!

The fist style is masterful.

The leg wind whistled.

No matter how you say it, they are the top soldiers of the Northwest Military Region.

No matter how bad it is, it's not a scumbag.

More than a dozen people besieged together, and the dust and sand jumped!

It's just that Qin Fan, who was at the center of the siege, shook his head and smiled disapprovingly.

Don't give them the opportunity to be the first to come.

The figure jumped sideways.

Raise your right hand and stretch it out as a palm!

Swept away with a soldier's cheek fan.

Syllable-!

Bloody mouths!

The soldier who only felt a flower in front of him was immediately fanned out, and in the thud of the heavy landing, his brain was buzzing, and countless gold stars appeared in front of him.

"One!"

With a light smile, Qin Fan swooped around.

The same moves, the same action, the same plot.

"Two!"

Syllable-!

"Three!"

Bang bang-!

"Four, five!"

Every slap smashes up, and what it brings with it is a soldier's mouth blood splattered and flies out!

And from beginning to end, Qin Fan never changed his moves, a simple jump, a simple slap!

Less than twenty seconds!

Seventeen soldiers all fell to the ground, their heads buzzing blankly!

Until this moment.

They haven't even figured out what the hell is going on!

Seventeen people besieged, and none of them could move him in the slightest?

What's more, that guy just slaps the whole time?

Seventeen slaps wiped out all seventeen of them!

How could such an age beneath such a young face be so terrifying?

"Am I wrong when I say you're trash?"

Standing with his hands in his hands, looking down at the seventeen soldiers who fell to the ground in a daze, Qin Fan smiled faintly.

No one responded!

One second.

Three seconds.

Five seconds.

Ten seconds have passed!

Still no humming!

"Don't say yes, okay, I'll let you say it!"

The words fell.

Qin Fan threw out the hemp vine soft whip.

Stride forward and whip down!

"Ah!!h

"Tell me, you're garbage!"

Completely ignoring the soldier's howl, Qin Fan whipped the other person's body!

"Pervert, you're a fucking psychopath!ah!!hhhh

"Tell me, you're garbage!"

"You're abusing us! Damn, ahhh

"Tell me, you're garbage!"

No matter how much the other party wailed, Qin Fan was still indifferent, and with a wave of the soft whip, he immediately asked repeatedly.

The whipping wind became a nightmare for these soldiers!

As they say, this is perversion, this is neurosis, this is abuse!

And it's the most typical!

Instructor?

Is there an instructor in this world who is perverted to this extent?

It's not the old faction that came to help them get rid of the penultimate shame, this is obviously here to torture them!

When encountering this kind of perversion, I'm afraid that before the martial arts conference starts, I will have to be tortured to death by him!

If they had guns in their hands now, they would have picked them up and fired a frenzied burst of fire on this neurotic!

"Tell me!

He whipped from beginning to end, and then whipped back from the end.

Qin Fan was still repeating these words.

On the other hand, the seventeen soldiers were covered in bruises and blood!

What a terrible word!

"No, I'm not garbage!

Everyone knew that the answer Qin Fan wanted to hear was to admit that they were garbage.

But as the top soldiers of the iron-clad army, this kind of recognition is their lives!

Rather die, than garbage!

The six characters surged in the soldier's mind for a while, and he roared hysterically at Qin Fan with a hideous face.

"What did you say?" After a soft whip, Qin Fan licked his lips and smiled, looking at him playfully.

"I'm not fucking trash! I'm not fucking trash! Don't you just want to hear us admit that we're trash?! No! You're fucking dreaming! There's a kind of you killing me, killing me!Ah!! bastard, if I had a fucking gun in my hand now, I'd kill you right away!"

"Haha!!"

"He's not trash, so are you trash?"

In the midst of laughter, Qin Fan shook his head violently and asked the other soldiers fiercely.

What is it like to be a dignified seven-foot soldier in the army, whipped and tortured by a teenager who seems to be less than twenty, and asks if he is garbage?

There is no doubt that this is a shame of pouring from head to toe and from foot to head!

In this context, if you still admit that it is garbage, then you can hold your head up in any corner of the army in this life!

Under the pain and hatred, these soldiers also ignored why Qin Fan dared to act so recklessly, and why no one had come out to stop him until now!

"It's not!"

"No!!"

"Not !!"

Gnashing of teeth and hysteria came in waves.

Seventeen pairs of eyes full of endless hatred and surging anger locked on the young and fair-skinned delicate face and roared.

"Very good! Knowing that you are not trash, that's enough! The spirit is back!hehe-!" Putting away the soft whip, Qin Fan said heartily.

This change in demeanor suddenly made these soldiers forget about the double torture of their bodies and souls, and instantly stared at the guy in front of them who seemed to be a few years younger than them!

Is this pervert still a schizophrenic?

Not paying attention to those eyes that seemed to tear him apart, Qin Fan took a few steps back, clasped his hands behind his back, and said solemnly, "Introduce yourself! Qin Fan, from this moment on, it will be your instructor! I am here, you will get rid of the shame of being the first to last! I am here, and you will get back all the so-called humiliating debts in this year's martial arts competition! This year's king's division is none other than the Northwest Military Region! I don't ask you to speak now, first take care of the wounds on your body before you speak!"

With that, Qin Fan took out several bottles of powder from his pocket and threw them under those soldiers.

What is even more ridiculous is that the so-called top soldiers of the dignified Northwest Military Region have been knocked down and trained by this little hairy child?

Without waiting for Qin Fan to say how to use that thing, a yin and yang strange voice seemed to be unwilling and unconvinced, and a mocking voice struck from behind!

(End of chapter)