Chapter 138 I'll Be Killed If I'm Unlucky



Chapter 138 I'll Be Killed If I'm Unlucky

The little ruffian turned around and saw a sturdy woman wearing the uniform of the National Salvation Army and shiny black leather boots.

She was wearing white gloves and raised her hand to adjust the brim of her hat. "I'm going to tickle you. Do you feel good?"

Before the little rascal could figure out the situation, he saw the two female followers beside her quickly walk over and slap him twice.

The little scoundrel was beaten so hard that he was dizzy. In a daze, he heard his followers say, "This is Commander Feng of our National Salvation Army. You spoke rudely to the commander. It's not unfair to kill you."

Feng Qi took off his gloves with a smile, "Let him go. Doesn't he look down on women? Let me fight him and see who will fall down, you or me."

"Good!" Several female students clapped happily.

The little gangster was no fool. He had experienced the force of the kick, which almost broke his waist.

He said hurriedly: "I am a fool, I am honored to meet you, Commander Feng. I don't dare to fight with you, so I will lose, okay?"

"No!" Feng Qi gritted his teeth, "Stop playing dumb, get up and fight me."

The little scoundrel rolled his eyes and said, "I... that's not what I meant just now. The officers are all soldiers, so they are naturally strong. I can't beat you, so I admit defeat."

The two members of the Thorn team following Feng Qi hurriedly said, "Then I will fight with you."

The little scoundrel shook his head repeatedly, "You are all trained, and I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the new recruits here.

The elder sisters won't bully a rookie like me just because they have been trained, right?"

Feng Qi was furious when he heard this. "You bastard, you keep dithering. I'll just shoot you to save you the trouble!"

The muzzle of the gun was against the little scoundrel's forehead, and Luo Jiu, who was watching, spoke up in time: "General Feng!"

She motioned Feng Qi to look around, "Pay attention to the impact."

Reporters from the Republic Daily have arrived with cameras, specifically to record the grand occasion of the National Salvation Army's recruitment.

The occurrence of such a vicious incident at this time would damage the reputation of the National Salvation Army.

Feng Qi smiled and said, "I'm just trying to scare him. The National Salvation Army has rules and regulations. As the commander, I won't do anything rash."

Luo Jiu nodded, and she walked up to the little rascal, "You just insulted the women who came here to join the army, and you think it's unfair that we teach you a lesson.

Then I will just find any woman queuing up to join the army to fight you, and whoever wins will be the company commander of the new recruits.

Of course, the loser will be kicked out immediately and will never be allowed to join the National Salvation Army. Do you accept the challenge?"

The little scoundrel immediately became interested when he heard it, "I accept it. Sir, let's be frank. Girls are weak and fragile. If I start to fight, don't blame me for being clumsy and not knowing how to control my severity. If you hurt someone, you can't blame me."

Luo Jiu curled her lips. This was the sentence she was waiting for. She said loudly to everyone, "In this battle, let alone injuries, even life and death will not be pursued. Please sign a life and death contract for both parties to witness it."

The staff officer borrowed a pen and paper from the conscription office and quickly drew up a life and death statement. The little ruffian signed his name like a dog and stood up with determination.

"Sir, you can choose any woman. If you kill me, it's my bad luck."

Luo Jiu nodded and thought to himself that today is your unlucky day.

She pointed at a small head behind the crowd and said, "Little girl, are you a conscript? Come over here and fight."

Seeing the person she picked, everyone was stunned and looked worried, but the little scoundrel was very happy because he knew it was a child as soon as he saw the face, and he was so short...

As he was thinking, he saw the child that Luo Jiu had called stood up. It turned out that she was sitting just now.

Well, she was about the same height as him and stronger than him, but the little gangster looked at her silly look and guessed that she was some idiot who came from some family, but she was still full of confidence.

The child looked around and signed his name on the death certificate: Hu Fu.

That’s right, it’s Fubao.

Luo Jiu agreed to let her join the army and said he would take her to the city gate to register after dinner, but she was delayed by temporary military duties.

Then the staff officer came to report the news, and she followed them out.

Fubao didn't want to cut in line. There were so many people there, so she found an open space to sit down and drew grids on the ground with stones.

The crowd was in an uproar, and she was watching the excitement when she was suddenly called by Luo Jiu.

She didn't dare to say a word, for fear of saying something wrong, so she stood still and made a please gesture to the little punk.

Our Fubao is a man of etiquette.

He was taught to be very polite, but his honest appearance gave the little ruffian a boost of confidence.

The little punk twisted his neck and rushed over with his fists waving.

He was aiming to hit Fubao in the face, but when he got close to him, he suddenly felt his eyes blur and the person was already behind him.

When I turned around, Fubao was still standing there steadily, as if he had never moved.

Blurred? He refused to believe it, raised his foot and kicked, throwing two punches at the same time.

This little rascal is a well-known gangster in this neighborhood. He gets into fights every now and then and his fighting ability is quite high.

The people watching were all worried about this little girl.

But she remained unmoved. Facing the whizzing fist, she didn't even frown. She just dodged and the man couldn't touch her.

Just as the little gangster was about to throw his third punch, Fubao suddenly grabbed his wrist.

The force of the grab was so great that the little rascal raised his head and grimaced in pain, and his wrist felt as if it had been run over by a car.

"I've let you make three moves," Fu Bao told him, "it's my turn now."

She grabbed the man's arm and kicked him in the chin, and the little gangster screamed.

At this point he already knew he was no match for his opponent, but it was too late to run away.

Fubao grabbed him and not only did not give him a chance to escape, he did not even give him a chance to fall down and beg for mercy.

She pulled him as easily as pulling a chicken, duck, goose or fat sheep, swinging him back and forth in the air, and he had no power to fight back.

A punch from the left, a palm from the right. I stepped on him and quickly picked him up and beat him again.

The little rascal felt that his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all shattered, his brain was shaken to pieces, and he was beaten by the fat girl in a daze.

Fubao was indeed holding back. He was a kind-hearted child. He was so happy today that he was thinking about not really killing anyone, as that would be unlucky, so he gave the man a chance to breathe.

But the child was also vain. When she started fighting, she heard constant cheers from all around, and she became happier and happier.

Thinking that she was going to be the company commander of new recruits, she had to show everyone her skills. So she simply treated this guy as a wooden man and used all her boxing skills.

The little rascal tried to beg for mercy several times, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Fubao covered his mouth with it and slapped him with two thunder palms, which made his face hurt so much that he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

Fubao grabbed him, swung him up to show his immense strength, then kicked him, letting him lunge forward, then somersaulted a few times to catch him back, showing off his martial arts skills.

The crowds of onlookers had already crowded the city gate so tightly that even the soldiers standing guard on the city walls were clapping and cheering.

Fubao was having fun playing and was not paying attention for a moment, when he heard a click.

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