President Daddy Super Awesome

Chapter 1461 - The Power of the Weapons Specialist

Chapter 1461 - The Power of the Weapons Specialist

"Right, this is our turf. We have the final say. If we say we want to fight, we have to fight."

Feng Yeming wasn't interested in their unreasonable request, but it was obvious that they were encouraging him to make a move.

In his mind, there was only Ye Yanxi's gentle eyes. As long as he thought of her, any emotion he had would be soothed. Even if it was something unbearable, for her sake, he could swallow it back down.

"I don't want to fight. Don't waste your energy." Feng Yeming said that he wouldn't fight, and wouldn't fight.

"Hey, you're scared of us, right?" A voice shouted from behind him.

"Just think of it as me being afraid of you!" Feng Yeming's tone also contained a trace of arrogance.

However, this sentence had truly angered this group of people.

One of the men sneered, "What do you mean 'afraid of you'? We aren't afraid of you at all. It doesn't matter what special forces myth you are, I spit on you. In my eyes, you're just a coward."

If that was the case, it would be an insult to Feng Yeming.

Feng Yeming faintly curled the corner of his mouth, "You guys can say whatever you want to!"

After he finished speaking, he took a step forward and wanted to leave.

When the leading man saw this, how could he be willing to let him go? He immediately took a step forward and put his hand on his shoulder. "You won't be able to leave so easily."

Just as his hand touched Feng Yeming's shoulder, Feng Yeming leaned over, and nimbly and elegantly dodged his touch.

He patted his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "I don't like people touching me."

"Yo!" If you don't like it, you like it! What's wrong with touching you? " With that, the man immediately launched an attack, throwing a punch right at his face.

Feng Yeming was not someone who could be easily bullied, he immediately dodged to the side, and although he did not retaliate, he was not willing to take a beating.

"Yo!" Not bad. " The man immediately gave a humph and continued punching again.

With one hand holding his clothes, Feng Yeming's other hand was behind his back as he continuously dodged.

From his dodging movements, it could be seen that he was quite capable, because this person's punching skills were showing their strength without restraint.

"Good luck, second brother. I believe that you can defeat him." Someone on the side cheered.

Feng Yeming hid continuously, and this person forced him to a place where he had nowhere to hide, which was behind a mountain of rocks.

Out of the corner of his eyes, Feng Yeming had already noticed this. When he was near, he immediately turned around and leaped, kicking his entire body sideways on the stone surface. With a swift somersault, he landed stably on the ground and was about to leave from the other side.

"Feng Yeming, you can't hide." The man immediately moved like a shadow, launching a new round of attacks.

Feng Yeming was truly annoyed, adding on that they had used Ye Yanxi to lure him over, he did not have any good impression of this group of people, his endurance had already been calculated already.

However, this man's repeated provocations had indeed gone a bit too far.

Feng Yeming gritted his teeth as he faced's continuous kicks, "I said that I won't fight, don't force me."

"So what if I force you?" "If you have the ability, duel me."

"Good, then let's fight. If I win, don't bother me anymore." Feng Yeming knew that this group of people were determined to trap him, so he could only use this method.

Seeing that he was willing to fight, the man immediately crossed his arms in anticipation and sneered, "Who said that it would definitely be you!"

"What are the rules?" Feng Yeming threw the clothes in his hands to the side, the muscles that were full of explosive power was particularly eye-catching.

"The rule is to beat the opponent, do not kill them."

"In other words, as long as we don't beat them to death, there won't be any other rules." Feng Yeming asked coldly.

"Yes, that's what you mean. Do you dare to come?"

Feng Yeming clenched his teeth, "Even if it was you who pestered me, why wouldn't you dare?"

"Good, this is what you call a man."

Feng Yeming stared at his opponent, he stood there without moving, while the man in front of him swept his leg horizontally, and only when his leg was right in front of him did Feng Yeming make his move. He grabbed onto his leg, and fiercely punched towards his knee.

"Hiss …" With a loud hissing sound, the man immediately took a step back and instinctively touched his knee that was in pain.

"Second brother, don't be polite with him, he's too fierce."

"Don't forget his training direction, but he's different from us. He specializes in other people's weaknesses."

Everyone present didn't dare to underestimate this man even when Feng Yeming had made his first move.

Feng Yeming squinted and did not say a word.

Feng Yeming then immediately used his fist to attack him. Feng Yeming calmly received any of the attacks, and in the end, when there was a fleeting gap, he grabbed onto the man's neck with one hand and fiercely pressed his entire body onto the ground. As expected, the man was not prepared for the attack, he immediately extended his hand to retaliate, but Feng Yeming's knee directly pressed against his back, causing him to be in so much pain that he was gasping for breath.

"Have you admitted defeat?" Feng Yeming asked in a low voice.

"No, I won't admit defeat." How could this man take this lying down? He was subdued in just a few moves. This was simply too embarrassing, and he still wanted to counterattack.

But now, he couldn't even move while standing on the ground. He had no choice but to admit defeat, but he absolutely didn't want to admit defeat.

Feng Yeming suddenly became bored, and released him, picking up his clothes and patting on the floor: It's not that I'm arrogant, but rather, you guys are not my opponent.

"You … What did you say? You mean us? "

"You mean, we can't beat you even if we add up?"

"That's what he meant."

Immediately, the other five surrounded him, their gazes clearly showing that they wanted to launch a group attack.

"You all want to fight me?" Feng Yeming looked at them arrogantly.

"Our brother lost because he was too careless. We also want to have a spar."

"Are you going to attack together or not?" Seeing them pester him, Feng Yeming knew that without giving them a satisfactory lesson, they would not be convinced.

"Attack him together, beat him up." One man immediately disliked his confidence.

At this time, they had never spoken of any military rules; anyway, they wanted to find some sense of superiority in front of Feng Yeming.

"Go, beat him to the ground."

Feng Yeming had just wiped off his clean clothes, and he immediately threw them a little further away. Looking at the five opponents who had vicious expressions on their faces, he tightened his brows and waited for them to attack.

The five of them going up together, the scene was extremely spectacular. Feng Yeming, who was in the middle, suffered from the tight fists from all around, his gaze was like a wild beast searching for the best way to break through. His training method determined that before every battle, he would already hold onto the hope of victory.

He immediately threw a punch towards the weakest opponent that he had thought to be. The man didn't expect that fist to come at him. When he dodged the punch, he didn't defend his abdomen and was sent flying two meters away.

"Truly ruthless."

Feng Yeming immediately followed with, dodging all the punches and kicks from the surroundings, holding onto a man's arm, fiercely throwing him away, launching a group attack, but also having a weak point in group attacks, which was that their attacks were not tight enough, although Feng Yeming had also received many punches, and had received quite a few blows on his body, his body did not fall at all, like an energetic beast.

But when he punched out, the person who took the punch would definitely be hit heavily. The force of the punch would be so strong that they would have to take a few steps back.

In less than twenty minutes, six people who had started to jeer at him were sitting on the ground with their legs crossed. All of them were beaten black and blue.

Jun Yan also died a glorious death. There were a few bruises on his face, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His body also had a few red marks left by the boxing.

As for the others, their knees, heads, hands and feet were all fractured. In short, one of their injuries was so severe that they couldn't even fight back.

"Satisfied? Satisfied, I'll be leaving first. " Feng Yeming then picked up his clothes, patted on the leaves and left.

"Damn Feng Yeming, you are truly worthy of being a soldier, are these fists made of iron?" One rubbed his shoulder and spat blood.

These people were convinced, they finally understood. As expected, they were not on the same level as Feng Yeming, and they recognized his identity as a soldier.

"Let's go!" "Go back, no one is allowed to mention this."

"My leg is broken. I need to go to the infirmary."

"I'm going too. My head hurts."

The six of them had no choice but to make a trip to the infirmary. However, as they were walking out of the forest, they coincidentally bumped into a superior assistant general who was passing by.

He shouted at them, "What's going on? How did you get injured like this? "

They immediately looked at each other, but didn't dare to say anything.

"Speak, if you don't speak now, then stand in front of me."

"We just came here to have fun and spar with others."

"With whom?"

"That Feng Yeming!"

"He beat all six of you up? You can still laugh? "We'll report it to the leader in a bit."

"Shall we go?"

"Feng Yeming will also go over." The deputy general said angrily, "You dare to fight in a group here? Do you think discipline is just a decoration?"