This strength, with one hand, can easily suppress the other party. It is indeed very rare.

Jiao Da, Yu Laoer and others were also admired and promising.

The others' eyes were shiny.

Especially Zhong Shanxue's eyes, they were simply shining with stars.

Han Shuangmei and Shi Chunyan raised their cameras several times to shoot this scene, but finally put them down again.

Yang Yue said, he couldn't shoot him.

“Low down!”

“Low down!”

Yang Yue secretly reminded himself.

Unfortunately, strength is not allowed!

He now has the strength of three adults. He can crush the other person with just one hand.

This Japanese Grandmaster was actually at the end of his strength. When he fought with Jiao Da, he still consumed a lot of strength. When he really fought, he could hold the other party down with one hand.

"Baga!"

"Baga!"

The Japanese Grandmaster was anxious and angry, and finally sat on the ground and stopped moving.

There is no way, he no longer has the strength. He can't accept it.

He stared at Yang Yue resentfully.

"What exactly do the Japanese want to say?" Yang Yue asked.

The puppet army officer replied tremblingly, "That's right, you want, you want, you want, you want, you want..."

"Dream! Let him go back!" Yang Yue said coldly.

"Get out!" Huang Xiaoshan shouted fiercely.

Immediately sent someone to drive them out. As a result, a small accident happened.

The puppet army officer was unwilling to go back.

He wants to surrender to the Eighth Route Army.

"You?" Huang Xiaoshan looked disgusted.

He didn't want this puppet soldier covered in chicken skin. He looked so cowardly.

Such people can kill the other person by using a gun or fist.

Will the Eighth Route Army accept such people? Of course not.
Chapter completed!