A soldier with a cross tattoo on his face quietly turned behind Su, and then hugged her at the opportunity. The muscles of his hands were tightened, and Su's movements were locked firmly with at least the second-order strength. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a soldier with a stubborn head grinned and rushed towards Su.

Su Leng snorted, raised his feet, kicked out the lightning, and centered on his chest. While kicking the other side "wow" weird, but also bumped into the back of the wine table together with the soldiers hugging her.

The wooden table was torn apart at once, and as he fell to the ground, Su slammed his head on the bridge of the opponent's nose, slamming the soldier with the patterned blue into the sky full of gold stars. When he loosened his hand, he immediately rolled to the side, and as he jumped up, he gave the soldier his feet. The heel of a full ten centimeters high was directly nailed to the soldier's stomach, making the man who was nearly two meters tall his face turned green with pain.

Looking at the soldier whose two shoe prints had been stepped on by Su, Feng showed a cold expression. Because of some ambiguous actions on weekdays, Feng often let Su be violent. But now it seems that Su has been merciful to him. Otherwise, just show up like those soldiers to make sure that Feng won't survive now.

"Hey, where do you look, yellow-faced monkey!"

A loud shout attracted Feng's attention, and he saw a tall soldier leaping towards him. Feng rolled on the ground flexibly, and immediately let the soldier fall to the ground in a posture of a dog eating shit. But the soldier who missed the target showed an ambiguous smile at Feng. Feng immediately felt wrong, but it was too late.

Another soldier slipped out from the bottom of the wine table behind Feng. He reached out and caught Feng's legs and dragged it back. Feng immediately fell to the ground. He was about to reward the soldier who had attacked him, but saw three or four tall figures leaping towards him.

Even the effort to scold him was not enough, and Feng was immediately crushed to the ground by several big men. Following the other soldiers, he was punched and kicked. Fortunately, Ma Pei, who was next to him, saw this situation and immediately swept the table to rescue him.

The black man yelled, and the wine table swiped left and right in his hand, immediately dispelling the soldiers who had beaten Feng. When Feng stood up, his face was blue and purple, and he was really embarrassed. In fact, apart from Su, the other three men are all targeted. But compared with Feng and Ma Pei, Zero seemed much more relaxed.

After giving Xiao Dun a black eye with a punch, Ling grabbed his hand and pulled it in his direction. Man flexibly passed through Xiao Dun's armpit, and when he came to the opponent's back, Ling Yi pressed Xiao Dun's head with his hand, and pushed him to the side of the wine table.

The wine table split immediately in the middle, and Xiao Dun, who took such a heavy blow to the head, also rolled his eyes and fainted without a word.

After bringing down Shorten, Ling heard a shout from behind. Looking back, it was a giant-like man who rushed towards him. Zero coldly snorted, and rushed towards the other party without letting go. But when he approached his opponent, he suddenly lowered his body and slid between the giant's legs, allowing the giant to catch it. Zero seized the opportunity to bounce up, jumped to a position equal to the giant's head, and crossed her palms on the aorta of the opponent's neck.

The huge force shook the opponent's blood vessels and instantly cut off the blood supply to the brain. This made the giant suddenly feel his head sinking, and made a vague cry in his mouth, but he rolled his eyes and fainted.

In this way, Zero kept knocking out opponents who dared to provoke him. There are inevitably a few fists, but they are all minor injuries. The more serious wound was that the back of the head was smashed with an empty wine bottle in the melee, but the opponent also received one old punch at the same time. The entire bridge of the nose was almost interrupted, and the injury seemed to be much more serious than zero. .

After the melee lasted for more than ten minutes, the door of the tavern was suddenly kicked open. The Cario instructor babbling two cigars and a dozen instructors behind him rushed in fiercely. The instructor behind the smoke screen shouted: "Stop it all!"

Seeing that the instructor was coming, the soldiers had to stop unwillingly. But looking at the entire tavern, all the people lying down were Rankine's people. Among them, the number of people who fell down was the most, and a few people, except for the three men who were a little dazzling, were unscathed.

Looking at these over-energy guys, Cario shook his head, and he waved a rubber stick on his hand and walked over.

"Have you **** ears behind your ass? How many times have I emphasized that you are not allowed to fight in the barracks. You all treat me as farting, right?"

Among Rankine’s people, a soldier retorted: "Reporting to the instructor, the other party is the first to do it, we..."

The voice was not necessarily, Cario stabbed it with a stick. The soldier jumped up like an electric shock, and passed out in a coma following the foaming at his mouth.

"Throw this guy out of the barracks and inform the other legions that this person can no longer be hired!" Cario said grimly to the instructor behind him.

Soon, this hapless guy was dragged down. Cario glanced over the other soldiers one by one, but no one dared to stand up and speak this time. The chief instructor walked to Ling's side and watched several soldiers fall violently behind Ling. Cario sprayed a puff of smoke on Ling's face and said, "Little guy, good skills."

"Excuse me." Ling said lightly.

Unexpectedly, Cario also stabbed his lower abdomen with a stick, and his pupils dilated immediately. He knew why the soldier fainted immediately after eating the stick from the instructor. Cario fell on Ling's body, and Ling felt a huge force invading his body, destroying his second-tier strengthened defense to pieces. He couldn't help but pounced towards the ground, but when he was about to fall, he snorted and he just reached out and pressed his hand to the ground without letting himself fall.

But the next moment, there was a muffled noise in the tavern. But Cario drew a stick to Zero's back~lightnovelpub.net~Zero couldn't control his body anymore, and he fell on the ground and couldn't move. He blushed as if he was about to bleed, and even his breathing became rapid. He was obviously suffering from great pain, but he didn't snorted.

In this way, even Rankine's people showed admiration towards Zero. After all, in the barracks, Cario may have the title of devil instructor. His rubber stick is not affordable to anyone.

"Excuse me." Cario stepped on Zero's body a few more feet, but these feet finally didn't use special power, otherwise Zero would faint.

Cario cursed, "I said you are good at making me trouble. That's not praising you, soldier. It seems that Valkyrie can only teach you in the prison tomorrow."

After that, he yelled at the instructor behind him: "Take me all these bastards!"

Under Cario's accumulation of power, neither Rankine nor few dared to resist. Under the command of the instructor, he walked out of the tavern with a clear consciousness. As for those who are dizzy or immobile like zero, they are directly picked up by the instructor and taken away.

After they all left the tavern, Cario turned to Henry, who was still wiping the cup, and said, "I'm causing you trouble, old man."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a bunch of energetic little ghosts. When we were young, we were crazier than them." Old Henry finally pulled out a smile on the expressionless face.

Cario shook his head, then turned and left. But when he walked to the door, Henry's slow voice came from behind him: "For the losses caused by these little guys, I will ask someone to send the bill to your office later, you remember to sign for it."

Two large clouds of smoke were blasted out of Cario’s mouth. The chief instructor stood there for a while before popping out three words: "Old bastard!"