I conquered the entertainment industry

Chapter 922
He punched Mao Zirui directly, barely stopping in front of the tip of his nose to stop his hand.

Raising his left arm to block his attacking arm, Qin Ye kicked Mao Zirui's calf with his right leg.

As far as the tiptoes were pointing, Mao Zirui had already fallen down with his unsteady center of gravity.

Qin Ye grabbed one of his arms, turned around and fell over his shoulder.

boom.

With a muffled sound, Mao Zirui fell heavily to the ground.

Panting heavily, Mao Zirui got up with a grunt, and punched again.

Unfortunately, Qin Ye was already prepared.

Contrary to the previous dodge, Qin Ye stepped closer to attack Zirui, only then did he realize that Qin Ye's speed was astonishingly fast, and he had no power to parry at all.

boom.

puff.

Snapped.

……

Except for the first round, they could barely keep up with Qin Ye's rhythm, and they were able to properly block Qin Ye's offensive, so that they would not be dealt with too badly.

Next, there was only one thing in Mao Zirui's mind: What the fuck, is this Qin Ye from the special forces?

For more than ten minutes, everyone was stunned to see what it means to be beaten in tricks.

As for Mao Zirui, he fell again and again, and in the end he even found it very difficult to breathe.

Every time I took a breath, I felt a burning pain in my lungs.

And my throat seemed to be about to smoke, and I felt a burning pain even after swallowing.

When Qin Ye stopped, Mao Zirui could hardly stand still.

"Assignment."

After finishing speaking in a cold voice, Qin Ye turned around and wanted to return to the team.

Behind him, Mao Buyi's panting and angry roar sounded, "Qin Ye, what kind of man are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?"

Still not satisfied?
Qin Ye suddenly stopped and turned around, "What do you want?"

Behind Qin Ye, everyone including Wu Zhiqiang looked at Mao Buyi with horror.

Those who were beaten didn't even have any strength to fight back, and they were still stubborn when they opened their mouths.

Mao Zirui, you were probably not a duck in your previous life!
The mouth is still hard after being cooked.

"One more game, if you still win, I will admit defeat!"

Mao Buyi poked his neck and said with a blushing face.

Crowd: ...

Brother, are you planted already?

Is it that hard to admit it right away?

It turns out, really hard!
Instead of looking at the shocked or disbelieving gazes of the crowd, Mao Zirui just stared at Qin Ye and pointed to the shooting range in the distance, "How about shooting a target?"

In the red team, Mao Zirui's target shooting was not the best.

But judging from the target shooting results in the past few days, Mao Zirui felt that it should not be a problem for him to beat Qin Ye, right?
Unless, Qin Ye is really a special soldier.

But is it possible?

Even if the army commander really has the ability to transfer a special soldier to the red team, he will never do such a thing.

The red-blue competition is a confrontation between ordinary soldiers of the two armies. If Geng Changming really did this, what is the difference from cheating?
If it gets out, don't you laugh at the big teeth of the three armies?
The more he thought about it, the more confident he became. Mao Zirui raised his chin at Qin Ye provocatively, "How about it? Dare you?"

"Okay."

Qin Ye smiled, "Just don't pee your pants for a while."

Wu Zhiqiang: ...

Crowd: ...

Mao Buyi was stunned for a moment, feeling guilty for a moment.

In an instant, he was suppressed by the thought of "he must be bluffing to scare people".

"Let's go to the shooting range."

"no need."

Qin Ye rejected the words as soon as he uttered them, Mao Zirui just had an expression of "it's true" on his face, when Qin Ye's lips showed a hint of teasing, "It's just a few games, what are you doing so complicated?" ?”

As he said that, Qin Ye took out an egg-sized fruit from his pocket and put it on his head, "Come on..."

Mao Zirui: ...

other people:……

(End of this chapter)