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Chapter 4230 Flying shoes

Everyone didn't see it very clearly for a moment, but they just felt a phantom flashing in front of their eyes, and then Mbappeja, who was arrogant and obsessed with a beating, almost fell into trouble.

At this moment, Mbappeja stood up straight. Although he had not fallen apart just now, he had saved some face, but looking at his nose bleeding at this moment, and a shoe fell on the other side of the ring...

Size 44 shoes.

If you don’t feel embarrassed, who would believe it?

"D, who did it!"

Mbappeja applied a bloody nose. He had grown so big and was domineering for so many years. Even when he was a mercenary on the battlefield, he had never been beaten to have a nosebleed. He was fucked with flying shoes.

Suddenly, all the people around the ring searched among the crowd in front of him to see which shoes on his feet disappeared, and he was the murderer.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were all locked on a representative of Faguo sitting on a chair. The representative of Faguo was also a black man, with a serious face, and the expression on his face also had a bit of arrogance.

At this moment, everyone looked over, which made the representative's expression stunned. He asked the person beside him, "What do you think I'm doing? There is no flower on my face!"

The person next to him whispered in a low voice, "Your shoes seem to be missing."

The representative looked down at the chair. He just took off one shoe casually, raised his foot that had taken off his shoes and crossed his legs on the other leg. He was eating watermelon in the water with relish. Now someone told him that the shoes are gone. Could it be that someone in this Chinese station can steal shoes?

He soon discovered that his shoes were not stolen, but flew into the ring. (Two One)

The crowd around laughed, including their own side.

"d, what's funny? Who did it?" He stood up and shouted, then quickly turned around and rushed to Mbappeja on the ring and explained, "Mba, listen to me, this matter really has nothing to do with me!" (June 4)

Mbappeja had already jumped off the ring. He grabbed the representative's collar and slightly off the ground. He said angrily, "It has nothing to do with you, then tell me who threw this shoe..."

"Listen to me..."

"explain!"

Mbappeja stared at the sight of being sucking people. The representative said he was also a leader, but he was trembling at this time. People around him dared not come to persuade him. It can be seen that everyone was afraid of Mbappeja.

"Yes... it's him!"

The representative immediately turned around and said to the backs of the two people who had left.

Mbappeja followed the representative's gaze, his teeth creaked, and he chased after him, but he suppressed his breath and held back.

"Brother Kun, I feel that the second pen is looking at us." Xiao Wu said with a proud look on his face.

"What are you calculating with a second copy? Give him some lesson first and turn back to deal with him on the ring." Lin Kun said with a smile.

"What if he rushed over?" Xiao Wu asked.

"No one saw the shoe I kicked just now, right? No evidence was left on the scene."

"That certainly not."

"That's fine. If he dares to come here now, he will find trouble first. Let's take the right path for this matter. As long as the right path does not cause trouble for the country, I will educate him well as he is still so crazy when he runs to China. It will be light for the teeth that are all over his mouth." Lin Kun smiled with a relaxed look on his face.

"Brother Kun, don't abort them all, no matter how you want to leave two for me."

...

Chen Bing took the initiative to get off the ring. His surface was calm and he didn't look seriously injured.

"Chen Bing, are you okay?"

"How does it feel?"

"You are not considered losing, don't be discouraged. Let's practice hard when you look back and you won't forgive him next time you meet him!"

...

A group of people around comforted the representatives of the South China Sea garrison were among them. Chen Bing is a good seedling that their South China Sea garrison will focus on cultivating in the future. If the mentality of this battle collapses, it will be a huge loss for the South China Sea garrison.

A soldier who can become a soldier must have unique qualities, among which willpower and personality play the main factor.

When Lin Kun defeated the invincible player in the Chinese resident, almost every resident studied Lin Kun. His physical talent was indeed good, but compared to those born with divine power or faster speed, Lin Kun did not necessarily have the advantage. However, he had many hardships in life with his grandfather since childhood, and his natural unyielding personality, so he created such a perfect and fierce soldier king.

Chen Bing said nothing, looked at Lin Kun and Xiao Wu's departure, then turned around and walked towards the reception. Two comrades quickly followed. When the three of them left the martial arts training ground and just left the gate...

puff!

Chen Bing suddenly squatted on the side of the road, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and couldn't stand it anymore.

The two comrades were frightened and quickly supported him and asked, "Chen Bing, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Let's go to the infirmary?"

"I'm fine."

Chen Bing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood firm again, and said, "That Mbappeja is really strong. His strength is the strongest among the people I have ever seen. I only blocked him a few punches and my internal organs were injured, but it was not serious."

puff……

As soon as he finished speaking, it was not serious, Chen Bing squirted out another mouthful of blood, and then he fainted.

In the second round of duel, Mobei directly drew the promotion lottery. Today is the first day of the martial arts competition, and the schedule is not tight. After everyone advanced to the round, they decided to rest. It happened to be time to have a meal.

The remaining duel will end in three days tomorrow.

If we compare this quickly, it will be enough for one day, but this national martial arts competition is not held every year, and it must be more detailed when held once.

Only by dispersing time can leaders leave more time to communicate with each other.

Lin Kun, Xiao Wu and others went to the cafeteria, but Jiang Shiting and others did not come. They ate in the restaurant where they lived.

This time, the Mobei plan was to participate in the national martial arts competition by Lin Kun and his brothers from the Wolf Teeth Team. Among the brothers from the Wolf Teeth Team, there are many fighting masters.

But considering that we should balance it, we gave the special forces brigade some hope, we allocated a quota.

Lin Kun, Xiao Wu and the brothers of the Wolf Tooth Corps were having dinner when suddenly a few people came over. The heads were not very tall, but they were very strong, with a small flat head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking stupid.

"Captain Lin, can we come and sit here?"

The leader Xiao Pingtou smiled and said that a large table around him was full and there was no place.

Lin Kun didn't know what to say, but the leader's little flat head smiled and said, "It's okay, let's pull a few stools over and squeeze..."
Chapter completed!
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