Chapter 1984
.Chapter 1984
1984 Memories of the heart of the murderer, arsonist
This was a fatal insult to Barton and Borg. They were the top special Forces in their own country, and their combat skills were among the best. Those who could be sent here were all top experts.
Jack had asked them to come at him together, which was an absolute humiliation to them.
He tilted his head slightly, took off his military cap, and placed it next to his gloves. This young man had the best-looking side profile in the world. He tilted his head slightly, cold and Noble.”If you can still get up in ten minutes, I’ll admit defeat!”
Mu Yuan was speechless.
F * ck, you’re too arrogant, brother!
Mu Yuan managed his micro-expressions very well. After all, this was not his own country or Army. However, his heart was filled with bullet comments. There were even a row of bullet comments that said Barton was cheering and Burke was beating him up.
The drill ground was filled with this year’s new students. Barton and Bergh were completely enraged, and they clenched their fists as they charged forward. It was unknown where Jack’s combat skills came from. Compared to him, his combat skills were extremely fierce, and there was no beauty to speak of. Each of his attacks was fatal. Barton and Bergh attacked from both sides, and they used all the tactics they had taught during this period of time. However, they were all destroyed by Jack.
“Who do you want to buy?” Mu Yuan asked.
“Do you even need to ask? Barton will definitely beat this little brat up.”
“I think …” It was a little unreliable. However, his dad had said that he had to get along with the others in the military school, so he generously bet 5 dollars.”I bet on Barton Berg winning!”
“Alright,”
Jack and Barton fought for nearly two minutes. After finding one of Berg’s fatal weaknesses, he threw him over his shoulder, and Barton quickly followed up with a punch. Jack narrowly avoided his fist, and Berg did a carp flip to get up. Jack grabbed Barton’s hand with one hand and kicked him over before he could stand still. Barton attacked his waist and released his hand. Jack’s figure quickly flew toward Berg, and Barton hurriedly went to rescue him. Who would have thought that Jack, who was so fast, would turn his feet in the middle. With a 180-degree spin, he kicked Barton away as if he had eyes on his back.
Mu Yuan was speechless.
He was done for. His five dollars were going to be gone.
The Army didn’t allow money to be brought in. The five dollars was earned by him from doing some work. He had wanted to secretly exchange it for a cigarette.
Five minutes later, Jack had been punched in the shoulder and back, but Barton and Berg were in a much worse state. Their combat power had plummeted, and Jack had almost used up all their energy. Fortunately, agents had good endurance. They had lasted for six minutes, and victory was already decided.
The new students looked at each other.
Everyone had a bullet screen in their hearts.
This young instructor was real. A ruthless character!
His movements were particularly fast and steady, and he didn’t have any tricks up his sleeve. Every move was fatal, and every punch landed on Barton and Berg’s heads, leaving them injured all over. Moreover, they were all injured in their vital parts. Jack stood among a group of new recruits, sweat constantly dripping from his forehead. In South America’s weather, a little exercise would cause him to be covered in sweat. He took off his training suit, revealing his strong and muscular upper body. There were several scars on his back, and there was even a bullet wound.
The young man’s face had the body of an adult. His body was strong and perfect, with wide shoulders, thin waist, and long legs. The lines of his muscles were smooth and perfect, like the most perfect sculpture. Sweat slid down his face, fell to his collarbone, and continued down his collarbone. The sun seemed to cast a thin layer of light on his body.
Mu Yuan swallowed his saliva slightly.
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The remaining two chapters are a little later. I’ll see what time I’ll be home. I stayed up late to write. I have to get up early tomorrow to go to suburbs to do something.