Chapter 209

"One by one, be quiet."

It was Frank who fired.

Frank is a famous sharpshooter in the army. Every bullet must hit, and all the bullets are fired. Just now he shot at the crowd. Although he just held the gun casually, he shot at the crowd of the Red Star Club. In fact, he skillfully formed an angle of looking up to the sky, and the bullet would not touch people.

But red star club's blood is not so peaceful.

"So you shot?" With scarlet eyes, Wang Meng roared out his voice in the crowd, "we're just here for training. Have you killed us all?"

To meet them, is another round of shooting, just that round of strafe is still palpitating, this sudden strafe, suddenly let everyone silent.

Even Wang Meng didn't dare to risk his brothers' lives, because he knew that these instructors would really shoot and didn't take their lives as their lives.

"It's quiet." Standing in the middle of the muscular man, the masked instructor on the left made an electronic sound, "I know you're here to train. Are you really soldiers now?"

The maker of electronic sound, of course, is Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao is also wearing a suit with bare arms, showing a perfect figure. Her yellow skin stands out beside the three white people.

"Are you Chinese?" Ah Gang, standing in front of the line, exclaimed. He didn't expect that there were Chinese people in the United States troops.

"Not bad." With a professional voice changer, Yang Xiao made an electronic voice, "I'm the main instructor of your training. You can call me the code name, magic flute."

"You can call me a magic gun." Frank, who had just shot and strafed, said he fired a shot into the sky.

"I'm a whip." Durans stepped forward and shook her golden braid aggressively.

"I'm King Kong." Not to mention that Buffett's strong body is somewhat similar to King Kong, which immediately attracted a lot of laughter.

The four of them are not their own voices. They are all the voices made by metal through the sound transformer. I don't know why, the voice made by Warren Buffett's muscles through metal sounds is very strange.

"The four of us are the instructors in your special training." Yang Xiao frowned. He was afraid to see such a scene in front of him. The boxers of red star club all had their own blood. How could they be so easy to listen to them.

"Be quiet one by one."

Buffett's special voice, and did not cause much attention to the crowd, the temper is not small Buffett, directly forward, seize the wrist of a red star club, directly to throw out.

All of a sudden, completely quiet down.

Each of them learned boxing, and naturally understood the strength of his wrist. As soon as he grasped and swung freely, he flew people out at least ten meters before stopping. No one on the scene could do it.

For the first time, they realized that their instructors were full of muscles, not decorations.

"It's just the beginning." Yang Xiao's voice was a little low, "I will train each of you to look like these soldiers in front of you. From now on, you are our soldiers, but your every move will be controlled by us, understand?"

No one spoke, no one opposed, it seems that the Red Star Club are going to use silence to resist Yang Xiao.

They naturally know that the people arranged by David can't harm them, but Yang Xiao's words are too exaggerated. What is meant by being monitored every move? The consequences of this event are too terrible to imagine.

"Now, if you have any questions, you can ask them, but after this question session, no one is allowed to have any questions." Naturally, Yang Xiao knew the temper of his brothers. He had to make it clear first, and then he had to persist in the painful training.

"You say, we don't look like men?" Wang Meng was the most impolite. He stood up first, "I tell you the people of the United States that we Chinese are the most men. You are like all turtles. You don't know where to hide. You've only come now."

Wang Meng didn't care whether the three American people in front of him understood what he said, but he knew that the Chinese people in front of him would understand.

Yang Xiao took a look at the three instructors around him. They quickly formed a tacit understanding. This question was answered by durans.

"I'll tell you what a man is." Durans smiles mysteriously at Wang Meng and goes to Wang Meng.

Wang Meng swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

Durans's figure is really wonderful. It's the figure of goddess in the eyes of all upright men.

Perfect S-shaped curve, concave and convex hips, from the waist this place suddenly thin down, vaguely can see some muscle curve, but this is absolutely aesthetic, not the kind of abrupt man woman figure.

"You?" Wang Meng smile, "I now let you know my man's side, I'm afraid it's not the right time."

Wang mengse squinted at the whip in front of him and left a mouthful of saliva. "I think you want to feel my whip in bed."

"Ah --" before Wang Meng finished, durans directly took hold of it and threw him to the ground with jujitsu.

Although durans is a girl, close combat is very strong, direct start is a shoulder fall, durans was solidly fell to the ground.

A crisp sound of fracture, Wang Meng's strong body, also can't resist durans so gently a fall over the shoulder.

"Is this the so-called man?" Durans snorted coldly, "I've been lenient."

Wang mengqiang was in pain, pressing his teeth, sweating on his head, just like looking at the monster, looking at the whip in front of him, durans.

"Fierce." Gangzi ran to Wang Meng's side in a hurry. He looked at Wang Meng's injury and dislocated his arm. He knew that the woman called whip was really lenient. Otherwise, Wang Meng couldn't have just dislocated his hands.

The warrior is half a doctor. General dislocations can also be treated. Gangzi used a clever force in the opposite direction. Wang Meng's hands are OK at last.

Everyone looked at durans as if they were looking at the head of a female demon.

Wang Meng is the best among them, but he can't even resist the moves of this American woman. They have real talent there.