The waste is going to strike back

"How do you talk like that?"

"Good boy, you are so shameless!"

Now the people around Zhang Zhidong were not convinced. This guy was too arrogant! How could you, the vice captain of the first team, suppress the captain of the fifth team? ! Are you kidding? !

Zhang Zhidong waved his hand, signaling his men to be quiet. His cunning eyes met Mu Xin's dark pupils, "Oh? Are you serious?"

"We can't be serious anymore." Mu Xin nodded.

"Well then," Zhang Zhidong stood on a high place and said loudly, "Since the vice-captain of Team 1 wants to challenge me today, I will accept your challenge in front of so many people! Don't let me beat you up so badly that you scream for your daddy!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

“Heh…” Mu Xin sneered, “It’s better to do it today than today. There’s no point in dragging it out.”

"it is good!"

At this time, Mu Xin had not put on his white coat yet, so he just greeted Yan Shaohui. Under the slightly worried eyes of Deng Miao and Shang Junming, Hui Ge and others stood on a flat place with an expression of watching a good show.

He stretched out his hand and motioned Zhang Zhidong to stand opposite him not far away.

Zhang Zhidong sneered, then jumped down from the height easily and stood lightly opposite the wood firewood.

"Shaohui, Mu Xin just fought with Fu Sanjin and now he has to fight with Zhang Zhidong. Can he do it?" Deng Miao said worriedly.

"Just now, Xiao Xin used only 30% of his strength to deal with Fu Sanjin. To deal with this guy who is more likely to cause trouble than to help, I can defeat him without even using my brain." Yan Shaohui was full of confidence in Mu Xin.

Based on his understanding of Zhang Zhidong, this guy has always been able to bully others by relying on his superiors, but his martial arts foundation is not solid. In the beginning, he couldn't even beat the guards of the Yan family. Although many years have passed now, even if he has improved, he won't be much better. To deal with him, Mu Xin doesn't even need to use one-third of his strength.

In addition, what Zhang Zhidong said was indeed excessive. Even if Mu Xin did not take action, he planned to settle the score with Zhang Zhidong. Let Mu Xin establish his authority today. At least he cannot be looked down upon by the people in the army.

As for Zhang Zhidong, there is still a long time to come, so Yan Shaohui is not in a hurry.

"I believe in Mu Xin!" Shang Junming and Yan Shaohui had the same attitude and were full of confidence in Mu Xin.

After all, he grew up with Zhang Zhidong, and he knows Zhang Zhidong as well as Yan Shaohui does.

He was so sure, on the one hand, because he believed that Yan Shaohui had good vision, so Mu Xin's ability would not be too bad; on the other hand, it was also because he had a relatively good understanding of Zhang Zhidong.

"Please come in." Zhang Zhidong gestured and said to Mu Xin.

Mu Xin sneered, then attacked without any hesitation.

He didn't intend to stop there like he did with Fu Sanjin. This man wanted to die, so he would naturally satisfy him.

So when Mu Xin attacked, he was extremely ruthless.

Using his hands as claws, he used light skills to get close to Zhang Zhidong in an instant. When Zhang Zhidong was about to fall, he pinched Zhang Zhidong's neck with his hands and began to exert force.

Zhang Zhidong retreated a few steps due to inertia, and then he felt his throat tightening and the air in his chest becoming thinner and thinner. He began to dance with joy, and used his hands to desperately pull at the firewood that was pinching his neck. At this time, he hoped very much that someone would come to rescue him, and a "cough cough cough" sound came from his throat, like a dying person struggling in his death throes.

Zhang Zhidong’s people wanted to rescue him, but how could Yan Shaohui allow it?

He just said calmly outside the field: I will be responsible if people die, but if you want to interfere, come and fight me first.

As a team, Hui Ge and his friends couldn't just watch the show without taking any action. They had to bite the bullet and stop those people.

How should I put it? If Mu Xin could beat Zhang Zhidong, it would not be bad for them. But if Mu Xin lost, then the honor of the entire team would be at stake. So they must absolutely avoid any factors that would interfere with Mu Xin.

Seeing that Zhang Zhidong was almost suffocated to death, Mu Xin loosened his grip slightly, but it was still stuck around his neck.

His other empty hand came in handy at this moment. He began to slap Zhang Zhidong's face with great force. The slap was so strong that people around him gasped when they heard it.

This kind of fighting style is really insulting.

After three slaps, the corners of Zhang Zhidong's mouth began to bleed, and blood began to seep from his cheeks. It was obvious how strong the force was.

Of course Zhang Zhidong wanted to fight back, but due to lack of oxygen, he even had difficulty standing. How could he push away Mu Xin who was pinching his neck?

His hands were grasping at the air feebly, not knowing what he was trying to grab.

Mu Xin slapped him more than twenty times before finally stopping.

He took back his hand from Zhang Zhidong's neck and took a few steps back. He shook his hand and sneered, "You are so shameless. You hit my hand so hard that it hurts." He paused and continued, "This is the result of talking nonsense. In the future, you should control your mouth that spews shit. It stinks."

Shang Junming snickered and whispered to Deng Miao beside him, "Mu Xin was too cruel. He made Zhang Zhidong's mouth swollen and bleeding. The bright red slap marks on his face are so obvious. He won't be able to go out for at least half a month. Hahaha."

"It's really gratifying. This man has always been lawless and sometimes even ignores Commander Yan. This time Mu Xin did a great job!" Deng Miao said excitedly.

Yan Shaohui glanced at the two people who looked like they were smug and coughed softly: Pay attention to your image! Your image!

He turned around and glanced at Gray Pigeon's group out of the corner of his eye, and found that most of them looked secretly happy, so he felt relieved.

It seems that the small salary has been recognized by most of the team.

"Li...Li Qiyin Taisen!" Zhang Zhidong's mouth was so swollen that he couldn't even speak clearly. It was really funny.

"Going too far? Just like you said just now, so what?" Mu Xin looked provocative.

Zhang Zhidong was provoked. He calmed himself down and then began to fight back.

Mu Xin's martial arts skills were much better than his, so he dodged it easily.

Mu Xi dodged him while provoking him: "Your face is as swollen as a pig. Go home and hide away. Don't come out to see people. You'll make a fool of yourself."

Zhang Zhidong's heart was burning with rage, and he was determined to catch Mu Xin and vent his anger on him, making him kneel down and beg for mercy before letting him go!

And he would return all the twenty or so slap marks on his face to him!

Mu Xin relied on his swift and light body movements to take off the cloth on Zhang Zhidong's arm while he was furious, and then infused the dark power into the cloth. The purple cloth began to turn dark and looked a little unusual.

He used the cloth strip as a weapon, swung it out, and wrapped it around one of Zhang Zhidong's arms, and his dark ability began to take effect.

As the cloth strips gradually tightened around his arms, dark powers began to penetrate into the human body, and a black mist invisible to the naked eye enveloped Zhang Zhidong's bones.

One of Zhang Zhidong's arms was trapped, and he wanted to untie the cloth strip with his other arm, but Mu Xin tied it up with the cloth strip instead. The dark power was then transferred to his other arm in the same way.

Okay, only two legs left.