The witch school beauty had no scandals until she met me

In the arena.

The black-haired instructor took his signature machete in his hand and looked at Su Hong with a joking expression: "Mahjong King, if I can't defeat you in three minutes, I lose."

"So arrogant?"

Su Hong opened his eyes and said, "You said it. If I'm not in the ring within three minutes or I'm killed by you, you lose."

Originally, Su Hong was still considering how to defeat this guy without unleashing his full strength. Now that he suddenly showed up to show off, how could he let him go?

When he said this, Su Hong deliberately raised his voice: "If you don't admit it at that time, it will damage your instructor's dignity. You won't be able to control these troublemakers in the future!"

As soon as the words fell, the black-haired instructor's face darkened, and his eyes instantly turned cold. He then looked at Su Hong fiercely: "I agree, but in this case, don't blame me for being cruel..."

I must chop Su Hong into minced meat within three minutes!

"Wait a moment!"

Su Hong took a step back, then got into position. "Okay, come on, let me see how strong you are."

But just as Su Hong finished speaking, he found that the figure of the black-headed instructor had disappeared.

The next moment, his figure appeared in front of him, and the machete was raised high like the scythe of the god of death.

Su Hong frowned seriously. This guy... really doesn't give in at all!

This speed is much faster than those ordinary people in the training camp. If it weren't for my strong reaction ability, I would have been killed with one blow.

Just at this speed, everyone watching below the ring closed their eyes.

They knew that the instructor had no intention of letting this arrogant guy go, and that after one move, this mahjong king would be turned into a headless corpse.

Only Mu Qingcheng was very nervous. On the one hand, the strength of Instructor Heitou was really strong. It turned out that the methods of the 60th place on the killer list were so terrifying.

On the other hand, he was worried about Su Hong's safety.

He's the only one in the camp who really cares about me...

But the next moment, Mu Qingcheng was dumbfounded. He saw the machete appear out of nowhere at Su Hong's neck, and the next moment, Su Hong suddenly disappeared.

He suddenly turned sideways and jumped backwards in an extremely strange posture.

Although the black-headed instructor was fast enough, Su Hong still managed to dodge it narrowly.

The next moment, the black-headed instructor stood still, while Su Hong appeared three steps away from him.

"You scared me, but your speed is pretty good. You must have learned it from your master's wife."

Su Hong breathed a sigh of relief, then raised his eyebrows and continued speaking arrogantly.

The black-headed instructor's face continued to darken, anger filled his dark face, and then he raised the machete: "Baga!"

After saying this, Su Hong was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this dark-skinned instructor who looked like a black man was actually a small-time man.

This standard language is obviously his mother tongue.

All of a sudden, Su Hong refused to retreat. "I was just planning to hide for three minutes, but if you're still like that, don't blame me! If I don't beat the shit out of Grandma Li today, I'll be lenient."

"I'm going to kill you today!"

Upon hearing this, the black-headed instructor became even more furious. "I've changed my mind now. I'm going to torture you severely and make you watch me pull your intestines out piece by piece..."

Hearing this, Su Hong rolled his eyes again: "Do you people in the gray area all have the same way of torturing people? You always cut your intestines. If it were me, I would just cut off your anus and make soup for you to drink."

"........"

If the current situation wasn't inappropriate, Instructor Heitou really wanted to give Su Hong a thumbs up, saying that you really know how to play.

You can even name something like chrysanthemum soup.

But the next moment, the black-headed instructor disappeared again, and then snorted coldly: "Since you said so, then I will let you taste this."

This time, when the black-headed instructor came in front of Su Hong, he did not chop his neck, but chose his stomach. He wanted to beat Su Hong until he had no fighting power left!

But the next moment, he found that Su Hong had revealed a strange smile.

"Instructor, didn't your instructor tell you that when facing the enemy, you shouldn't leave the center gate wide open?"

"You will pay for your recklessness!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Hong burst out with all his strength, suddenly leaned back, and dodged the machete with a waist-bending posture, while his foot rose up and kicked directly at the chest of the black-headed instructor.

Now the black-headed instructor was completely panicked.

In the training camp, as long as you take action, which student will fight back?

Basically, it's difficult to even dodge.

But now Su Hong could actually see that his middle gate was wide open at such a fast speed?

Could it be that he is really stronger than me?

But if you are really better than me, why did you come to the training camp?

Why don't you just challenge a gang elder and kick him out?

You have to know that once you enter the training camp, you basically start as an ordinary killer. These are one of the channels for ordinary people to get promoted.

It’s like you, the top scorer in the college entrance examination, suddenly have to take the high school entrance examination. Isn’t this a dimensionality reduction attack?

Are you not in your right mind?

But before the black-headed instructor had time to wonder, he found a huge force suddenly appeared in his chest, and then he suddenly flew backwards.

It seems like several of my ribs are broken...

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Before everyone could see what was happening, they found that the instructor was lying on the ground not far away.

Even though he was very strong, his body was still made of mortal flesh. Naturally, he couldn't withstand Su Hong's powerful kick.

If it were an ordinary student, he would have been kicked to death.

"Baga! You actually attacked me!"

The black-headed instructor struggled to get up from the ground and looked at Su Hong viciously.

After he finished speaking, Su Hong's eyes widened. "No, instructor, isn't this what you usually teach us? When you're a killer, you'll encounter all kinds of unexpected situations."

"On the killer's battlefield, there are only concepts of winning and losing."

"What do you mean by sneak attack? Is it true that when you're tasked with killing someone, you don't do it by sneak attack, but rather you just walk up to him and say, 'I'm going to kill you'?"

"No way, no way, the famous black-headed instructor would actually use someone else's sneak attack to make a fuss."

"I........."

Facing Su Hong's relentless bombardment, the black-headed instructor was speechless for a moment, then he became even more furious. He didn't care about his broken ribs and continued to rush towards Su Hong with a machete, "Dragon Country monkey, I'm going to kill you!"

"Wait a moment!"

Su Hong made an ugly gesture of refusal. "Three minutes have passed and you can't do anything. If you don't keep your word, I believe no one here will believe you anymore!"