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Chapter 18 Catch the Right

After enduring the headache, Dong Yi withdrew from the shooting range and saw the old police officer beside him. He was sorry: "My uncle is sorry, I've been wasting your time!"

Just when I saw this old policeman looking at Dong Yi blankly, he was completely empty and had no reaction.

Dong Yi was dizzy at this moment and had no intention of taking into account the old policeman's condition, so he handed the two guns in front of him.

The old policeman murmured to take the pistol handed over. Seeing this, Dong Yi shaking away from the shooting range. Looking at Dong Yi leaving, the old policeman reacted and murmured: "This guy is a human or a ghost!"

After Dong Yi left the shooting range, he walked towards the dormitory alone, feeling dizzy in his head. Dong Yi also sighed secretly: "It seems that he is still far from the same as the characters in the movie, and he will have to practice more when using this technique from beginning to end!

Let the brain slowly adapt to such high-intensity operation, but you have to take it slowly, or buy some vitamin B to replenish your brain?”

Dong Yi decided not to go to the cafeteria for dinner. At this moment, Dong Yi's face turned a little pale, so he wanted to go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep.

When Dong Yi returned to the dormitory, there were only 20 people in the dormitory, and only half of them came back. The rest were afraid that they were wandering around in the camp. Awei and several team members were fighting each other. Only Lou Nanguang was lying on the bed, snoring like thunder.

When Awei saw Dong Yi and was about to ask him to chat with him, he saw Dong Yi coming back with a tired look on his face and fell head-on on his bed to sleep.

Awei looked at Dong Yi lying on the bed in surprise, and then at Lou Nanguang who was lying on the bed and snoring. He was not only confused: "Is it necessary for these two people to practice shooting?"

The next day, there was a special fighting and grappling class for the Flying Tigers on this day, so in the camp gymnasium, a group of players set off.

We plan to train one-on-one, and everyone is wearing white training clothes and stands face to face.

Twenty people were divided into two rows, standing on the left and right sides of the gymnasium, with the space free in the middle.

Jane Sir stood in the middle of the open space and spoke: "As we all know, our Flying Tigers usually take on missions and deal with criminals that ordinary police officers cannot deal with.

When competing with criminals, some fights will occur, so today is still the same as usual, fighting one-on-one. Is there any problem?"

"No instructor!" The Flying Tigers team members replied.

Suddenly a voice rang out: "Report to the instructor, I have a problem!"

It was Dong Yi who spoke. Jane Sir looked at Dong Yi in confusion and asked, "What's the problem with you!"

I saw Dong Yi, who was ranked first in the queue, saying: "Instructor, I found that it seems that I have no opponent! In our row, I have eleven people, and there are only ten people on the other side!"

When Jian Sir heard this, he widened his eyes and looked at the left and right sides. Indeed, Dong Yi was the one who had no opponent. Then he noticed that he was negligent and who made Dong Yi penetrated in the middle.

Jian Sir instinctively thought that he could not compete with him. He just thought of Dong Yi's figure that made women salivate, and his strength must be very strong. In terms of physical strength, it may be better than himself. As the saying goes, one force reduces ten points. How can a person with such excellent physical strength not be able to fight?

As an instructor, he would lose to this kid. He would be embarrassed at that time, so he immediately changed his mind and pointed at Lou Nanguang and said, "Anan, you are his opponent!"

Anan pointed at himself in disbelief and asked in disbelief: "Me?!"

"Just stop talking nonsense, I will compete with him for the rest!"

Lou Nanguang swallowed when he heard this and tried hard to wink at Dong Yi: "You kid, be gentle!"

Dong Yi nodded and dealt with it, but he had another thought in his heart: "Destroyed! Destroyed! Could it be that I would use my ancestral turtle fist to fight Lou Nanguang, if someone saw this, I would find out at a glance that I could not fight.

Don’t be able to get along with a god-like figure but fight like a child at that time, and you will definitely not be able to get along with your face!”

Thinking of this, Dong Yi hurriedly considered countermeasures. Although Lou Nanguang is a funny person, even the female team members of the Overlord Flower cannot beat in the plot, but don’t forget that the members of the Overlord Flower look beautiful, but they are all selected from thousands of female police officers. The quality in all aspects is absolutely good. This is the world of movies, and the force setting is all movie-level.

Lou Nanguang also fought back and forth with them. Although he lost, it also shows that Lou Nanguang's fighting skills are definitely not comparable to ordinary people.

As for Dong Yi, except for his brute force, he really has nothing to do, it’s wrong! He has the same ability and may be able to cope with the current situation!

Gunfighting!

After all, the skills of physical skills are also integrated into gunfighting, and maybe it can be done. Compared to being embarrassed in front of others, Dong Yi would rather make his head hurt, so he decided in his heart to use gunfighting to deal with the situation in front of him first.

In this way, Jane Sir stood in the field as a referee, and the Flying Tigers were wearing white training suits, and they caught and competed one by one in order.

The shouts kept ringing, and some were tied and some were unilaterally victorious.

Half an hour later, Jane Sir, who was the referee, ordered: "Next group, Dong Yi, Lou Nanguang!"

When Lou Nanguang heard this, he swallowed his saliva. Dong Yi's body was convex and delicate and perfect muscles, even a fool could tell that this guy must have a strong fighting ability, and he might only be beaten.

When the two of them arrived at the center of the venue and faced each other, Lou Nanguang kept winking at Dong Yi and muttered: "Be gentle, kid, don't forget that I worked hard to help you train!"

Jane Sir, who was the referee, frowned: "Lou Nanguang, shut up, and have a good conversation!"

After saying that, he shouted: "Start!"

Lou Nanguang carefully clenched his fists and placed them on his chest. This is the most ordinary but most standard fighting and defensive posture.

Lou Nanguang, who was cautious, saw Dong Yi's starting move, was stunned and imitated Dong Yi's appearance, with his index finger and middle finger together, and he was puzzled: "Ayi, what trick are you doing? Sword pointing? Maoshan Taoist priest casts spells?"

I saw Dong Yi put his hands on his chest, raised his thumb, stretched out his index finger and middle finger together. When I heard Lou Nanguang’s question, the corner of his mouth was twitching slightly, not knowing how to explain, so I said perfunctorily: "This is my family kung fu, Kuihua’s acupointing hand! Is it over, hurry up and do it!"

"Sunhua acupointing hand?"

Lou Nanguang looked at Dong Yi with a doubt. Why hadn't he heard of such a skill? Mantis, drunk fist, tiger and crane double-shaped shape. As for Sunflower acupointing hand, this was the first time he had heard of it.

However, he didn't dare to be careless. Lou Nanguang and Dong Yi kept a distance carefully, looked at each other, circled around in circles, but were reluctant to take action.

One is worried that he can't beat him or she is afraid of being beaten. If he can, he will delay him or her!

A person who is afraid that his tricks are useless and dares not try it easily!

After a stalemate for several minutes, Jane Sir was impatient: "You two, do you two end up, don't waste time!

I order you two, and now I will do it for me, and I will count three times!

After three sounds, they did not take action, and each person carried a load and ran around the playground twenty laps!

three!

two!

one!

Take action!”
Chapter completed!
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