The wild and lustful social animal will act coquettishly, and the ferocious boss will have his soul

These people——

They are all Beicheng ghost hunters with blue armbands on their arms. They wear camouflage masks and are tall and move very fast.

When Jiang Nan heard the footsteps, he quickly took a few steps back and opened the shooting distance.

One of those people jumped up and kicked Song Xiaolou hard in the stomach!

"Uh!"

Song Xiaolou didn't expect them to come up and take action. He groaned and fell back, knocking down a piece of weeds.

"Stop!" Although Jiang Nan still had some flowers in front of her eyes, she quickly raised her thermal gun and shot at those people!

"Bang! Bang bang bang bang! Bang!"

All hit!

He shouted and approached Song Xiaolou: "You have been eliminated, leave the woods quickly."

"Haha, just delivered to your door—" Song Xiaolou was about to laugh.

But a strong man on the opposite side suddenly punched him, hitting him on the head very hard, causing him to stagger a few steps as he just stood up!

Song Xiaolou was stunned: "Fuck! What are you doing!"

These people had obviously been hit by Jiang Nan and were disqualified from the competition.

But they didn't stop the beating. Is this crazy?

Three of them even rushed towards Jiang Nan!

A man wearing a mask and dyed yellow hair was obviously the leader, with a deep voice.

"Which one of you stabbed my brother-in-law? Can't you remember? Who the hell stabbed the vase and the broken porcelain pieces!"

"..."

Smoking area in seafood restaurant!

At that time, a man hit Jiang Nan with a vase, and Jiang Nan scratched his neck with a piece of porcelain in her backhand.

Are these people looking for a place for them? !

"Fuck you," Song Xiaolou jumped up to Jiang Nan and glared at the six men sideways, "I did it, what's wrong?"

He stood in front of Jiang Nan and pushed Jiang Nan's arm with his fingers behind his back.

He signaled to him to go ahead and call someone.

Jiang Nan did not move, but took Song Xiaolou's arm and pulled him aside, looking coldly at the six dark figures over there.

"What do you mean now, are you planning to ambush us in the training camp?"

"Hey, you little bitch is quite crazy! You look so skinny with your blue hair, why are you so crazy? Why did you just ambush you?"

The yellow-haired man who spoke looked young, but his muscles were quite strong.

The person next to him said: "What kind of ability does it take to beat up our security team, huh? You have the ability to play with us!"

"Hey..." Song Xiaolou gasped in anger.

He had just been punched on the side of his head, and it was still buzzing.

"Just admit it. It's you who took the initiative to find trouble." Jiang Nan said calmly and turned off the recording device tied to her arm.

The surrounding light was too dim, and the few people over there hadn't noticed his action of turning off the device.

"Stop fucking nonsense! It's you two who did it!" The yellow-haired man took the lead and rushed towards them.

Jiang Nan clenched his fist and shook his wrist, his face extremely condensed.

The moment a fist hit his face, he ducked sideways and then a knee hit the thin monkey man in the abdomen!

"Ah!" The thin monkey man shouted in pain, bent down and held his stomach for a few seconds.

Jiang Nan didn't wait for him to slow down. She raised her leg and hit him on the back of the neck!

The flashlight had been thrown to the ground long ago, illuminating their figures fighting together in an instant, and the light and shadow were interlaced in the weeds.

"Ah...uh!" The thin monkey man was pushed to the ground by Jiang Nan's heavy legs.

It seems that he didn't expect that the boy who looked quite thin could have such explosive power when he moved his hands!

Over there, Song Xiaolou had already started fighting with Huang Mao.

I have to admit that the combat effectiveness of a serious ghost hunter is still much higher than that of a few bodyguards in the smoking area that day.

At least the strength and speed of the Huang Mao in front of him were not much different from Song Xiaolou. The two of them fought with their bare hands, and their boots made a sound when they hit each other!

After Jiang Nan dealt with the thin monkey, she went to help Song Xiaolou and shouted at the same time: "Fu Xin!"

"Hehe." The little girl's clear laughter came from behind the dark tree.

Song Xiaolou asked him to call someone.

Who to call?

Five grown men can't hold Fu Xin down!

If Jiang Nan hadn't secretly winked to Fu Xin just now, telling her not to rush out and wait for him to finish recording, Fu Xin would have rushed out long ago.

Hearing Jiang Nan's voice, the little girl appeared from behind the tree with a smile.

Huang Mao and the others didn't really pay much attention to the height of 1.6 meters.

Most of them didn't realize it, but this was the freak who once wore a brown bear hat in the underground parking lot and beat six or seven of them until they couldn't get up!

"Fat Fu, yes, beat them to death!"

Song Xiaolou was pinned against the tree by Huang Mao, his arm was held back and he grinned in pain.

Originally his skills were about the same, but Huang Mao noticed that his right knee was a bit blunt, so he kicked him hard in the knee, and now his entire right leg was numb!

Huang Mao heard that 'Fat Fu' was calling this little girl, with a mocking tone.

"You people from Nancheng are really promising. When you come out for training, you still bring your little ones - uh, fuck! Ugh!"

With a height of 1.6 meters, Fu Xin swung Huang Mao's hat and glasses away with one hand at the same time!

Then, with five short fingers, she grasped the hair of the man who was one-third taller than her, and dragged him away from Song Xiaolou like a dead dog!

Several spirit hunters in Beicheng looked at her with wide eyes in horror.

"Fuck..."

The short-legged man who was fighting with Jiang Nan was also shocked, staring at this scene with his mouth wide open.

Jiang Nan took advantage of this opportunity, raised his leg with the toe of his Martin boots and kicked the short-legged man in the face!

"boom!"

The short-legged man fell to the ground and fainted, rolling his eyes without even a chance to grunt.

Over there, Song Xiaolou turned around and leaned against the big tree, trying to move his legs: "Fuck, hiss."

My knee is sore and numb, I guess I have injured the meniscus.

This will take a while to recover from the injury, which is more serious than the injury caused by hitting the railing.

Song Xiaolou shouted angrily: "Damn it, Fatty Fu, you didn't eat, beat him to death!"

Fu Xingang just kicked away the yellow-haired man with a nosebleed on his face, but he still felt very loyal after hearing this.

She grabbed the yellow-haired man's arm and pulled him back, jumping up and down and slapped him!

Followed by a backhand throw for the second time!

"Snapped!!"

"Snapped!!!"

I rely on?

Jiang Nan's ears felt numb when he heard the sound. Just these two slaps would have given him a concussion.

Fu Xin is indeed a humanoid lethal weapon!

The yellow-haired man was like a dead dog, completely paralyzed on the ground and unable to move.

Among the other five people, two have been dealt with by Jiang Nan, one was knocked unconscious by Song Xiaolou's punch to the temple, and the remaining two people turned around and ran away!

While running, he shouted——

"They killed people! They killed people! People in Nancheng killed people!"

"..."

Jiang Nan flicked her wrist and dragged Fu Xin, who had passed out and was still kicking Huang Mao violently, to avoid any serious injuries.

"Hey, stop, calm down, it's okay."

"...Oh." Fu Xin closed her hand unhappily.

To be honest, she couldn't even move her muscles.

This kind of training is really boring. It’s not as fun as following Brother Xiaoyan to the plane!

At least thousands of troops can fight as they please, and the emperor even made her a female general.

Jiang Nan turned to look at the person leaning against the tree, her expression a little serious, because Song Xiaolou's face was pale and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Brother Xiaolou, how are your legs?"

"Hey, I didn't..."

Song Xiaolou shook his head, and just as he was about to say it was okay, his vision suddenly went dark!

He fell limply and fell to the ground along the big tree, rolling into a pile of weeds.

"Loulou!"

"Brother Xiaolou!"

"..."

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[PS: See you tomorrow, babies, okay! 】