Walking Tall

In such a large barracks, no one spoke. It was very quiet and frightening.

Qi Kunlun said, "make friends!"

Feng Feipeng said: "you are very powerful, but my limit is not yet reached, I will come to you for advice!"

Qi Kunlun closed his eyes and said indifferently, "make friends!"

"This is the base camp of the South China fleet of the Qianlong army, not that of the black dragon army. Commander in chief Qi's order, we have no obligation to implement it!" Feng Feipeng sneered and said, at last, he stood up straight, still holding his head high and chest high, and kept his unique pride.

Chen Jingmeng frowned and said, "you don't keep your promise?"

Feng Feipeng shook his head and said, "what I just said is that if you beat me, I can think about it. I didn't say that if I lost in the hands of Qi Shuai, I would definitely make friends! What's more, I don't know the people you let me meet. "

Qi Kunlun stood with his hands on his back and didn't speak.

"If Marshal Qi has any work to guide, we welcome him, but if we are allowed to make friends, we really don't know who to make friends with!" Feng Feipeng coughed, then reached out to wipe his own blood, laughing.

"That's right. As the first expert in the three armies of our country, I also want to ask Qi Shuai for advice."

"It's a rare opportunity. I've heard about Qi Shuai for a long time. I finally met you today! Here, I also want to ask Marshal Qi to teach me the eight pole boxing. "

"Yongchun, who has been practicing in his humble position, has been making slow progress recently. He has long heard of Qi Shuai as the first superior of the three armed forces. Today, he wants Qi Shuai to teach him."

All of a sudden, several military experts jumped out of the crowd and asked Qi Kunlun to teach them.

Chen Jingmeng's eyebrows are raised. Where do these people want Qi Kunlun to teach them? They are clearly here to make trouble!

Qi Kunlun opened his eyes, swept the faces in front of him one by one. Then, with a big step, he said: "people are in the building behind?"

Feng Feipeng can't help but be shocked, and then he is curious. How does Qi Kunlun know!

"This is the soul lock of Qianli that marshal Qi once mentioned? That kind of telepathy that's almost mystical? " Chen Jingmeng is also surprised.

An officer stopped in front of Qi Kunlun and laughed, "please give me some advice!"

When he spoke, he raised his hands and punched directly with the most authentic "Japanese character punching fist" of Yongchun. When he came to fight, he was full of energy and made a big bang at the bone Festival!

"Good!" Qi Kunlun raised his eyebrows, raised his right hand, turned his body sideways, and slapped the officer in the face!

"Pa!"

With a crisp sound, the officer's body flew out directly, half of his face swelled and turned into a pig's head.

"I also come to ask Marshal Qi for advice!" The second instructor roared and rushed forward. His body was in a mass during the gallop. His shoulders sank and he collided with Qi Kunlun's chest.

Qi Kunlun moved on without any expression. When he got close, he pressed down with one hand on the shoulder of the man, pressing his body hard. Then he raised his hand and was a big mouth!

"Pa!"

Second man out!