"Hahaha, we are all comrades-in-arms. This is just routine training. Why fight and kill? How can we be so friendly?"

As Xiao Jing laughed, she thought about how she should escape from this encirclement.

Mo Luo took off his military hat, then took off his jacket, revealing his muscular muscles, his lips curled up in a scurrilous smile, "You can pretend this is just a spar. Don't worry, I won't kill you, at most I'll lie in bed for a few months."

"Captain Mo, I can fight for him."

Lin Qi struggled to get up from the ground, but before he could move, he was suppressed by his opponent.

Mo Luo coldly snorted, "These prisoners are really noisy, buzzing like flies, giving me a headache. Shut my mouth, so as to not disturb the fair fight between him and me."

"Captain Mo, I feel like we need to sit down and talk. Maybe if we talk, you will feel that peace is the best thing to talk about."

Xiao Jing pointed at the gra.s.s on the side. She opened her mouth and laughed, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"We are all rough men. Men have to use their fists to talk, no matter what they do."

Finished speaking, Mo Luo rushed in front of Xiao Jing like a lightning bolt. In the next moment, he waved his fist, and like a flood breaking through a dam, he instantly tried to submerge the small figure in front of him.

Xiao Jing barely dodged this sudden punch, nimbly dodging to the right. With a bitter smile, she said, "Captain Mo, I haven't finished speaking, you listen to me first."

"Just say it, and let it decide whether you want to hear it or not."

Xiao Jing didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at his raised fist. If that punching bag landed on her body, she would definitely spit out two mouthfuls of blood.

Mo Luo didn't stop and continued to attack. Compared to the previous one, this one was more ferocious and brutal. He couldn't wait to smash his opponent's bones with a single punch.

Xiao Jing staggered a step and nearly fell to the ground. She was a little embarra.s.sed as she dodged Mo Luo's rain like fist attack.

Mu Xi Chi crawled on the ground a few times, but the influence of the anesthetic needle caused his entire right side to enter a paralyzed state. Let alone partic.i.p.ating in the battle, it was difficult for him to even stand up, let alone fight.

"Bang!"

Mo Luo threw Xiao Jing high into the air and kicked her on the back of his waist.

Xiao Jing was smashed to the ground and rolled around a few times. She covered her mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"f.u.c.k you, don't play so viciously!"

Xiao Jing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and frowned.

Lin Qi violently twisted his body, his mouth sealed. He could only mmm mmm mmm in anxiety.

Mo Luo crooked his finger at the panting figure on the ground and mocked, "The Iron Eagle Squad isn't as strong as the rumors say. They don't even have the strength to fight back, I really think too highly of you arrogant soldiers."

"Captain Mo's words are so wrong again. The Iron Eagle Squad is obviously not the same as the Wings of War, at least our captain won't bully a little soldier like that."

Xiao Jing stood up shakily, her disheveled body clearly in a sorry state.

Mo Luo's face sank, "I am only giving you a chance. If you defeat me, I will immediately retreat and report today's actions to my superiors."

"If you lose —"

"It isn't a fair duel, so what if I lose?"

Xiao Jing asked back.

Mo Luo grunted, "Alright, if you lose, then you lose. Let's continue playing this game."

Xiao Jing clenched her fists tightly. The air suddenly quieted down and she heard the sound of fingers lightly pressing together. She gasped for breath. She could still remember what her mother said before she left:

Although I want you to stand up to the world, I only want you to do as you please.

Mo Luo smiled complacently, standing on the spot waiting for the other side to attack. Clearly, with his position, the little soldier in front of him was just here to send him off.

Xiao Jing's fist was naturally slower and faster than Mo Luo's, so the only way she could think of was to borrow strength to use force to counter Mo Luo's attack.

Mo Luo grabbed Xiao Jing's little fist and coldly smiled, "I gave you a chance."

Xiao Jing raised her other hand and punched Mo Luo's chest. The moment her fist touched his flesh, her entire arm was shocked.

Mo Luo patted his chest and smiled, "Just that little bit of strength?"

Xiao Jing hastily retreated, but before she could escape the danger zone, Mo Luo had already grabbed her arm, and with a wave of his hand, they fought.

"Bang!"

Xiao Jing took a few steps back. Her chest seemed to be burning, and even her breathing was hot. It was very, very painful.