Chapter 791

Old Carl was humiliated at the police station, not to mention angry, especially when he learned that his nephew had a mental problem and was judged to be incurable.

Using his identity, he began to look for ways to retaliate and racked his brains before he came up with such a move as army exchange.

The beating of his nephew has alerted many senior Chinese. The exchange between soldiers has been spread, and people with a clear eye can see who he is targeting.

That's the purpose of old Carl!

He was still thinking about the extent to which Huaxia would make concessions and what sanctions would be taken against Li Xiaofan through this means. After all, everything started because of him.

Old Carl was not sure, but unexpectedly, Li Xiaofan actually appeared here. He could just say something more ugly by communicating again.

"We're still going to let Jason play in the United States. How's your preparation?" old Carl stood up.

According to the rules, he was just an escort and had no time to ask too much.

But this thing was organized by old Carl. To put it bluntly, it was to serve him, so everyone discussed it, and the operation was under the command of old Carl.

Jason, step forward.

This guy is not strong. Compared with westerners, he still retains the Chinese tradition, and even is thin.

However, Jason exudes a momentum, which makes people shudder.

This guy is definitely a master!

"What's the matter? I haven't come up yet?" old Carl said with a bitter smile. "It's really interesting. You put forward the communication again. Now it's a critical moment, and you're off the chain again?"

"I don't blame you. It's the root of the Chinese people's evil. I know to boast. When I encounter difficulties, I will choose to shrink back."

"Just like you bears, it's crazy to want to compete with us in the future."

When old Carl spoke, he was very excited. His eyes kept wandering on Li Xiaofan, as if this remark was meant for him.

The teeth of Chinese soldiers were clucking.

They had just recovered from their depression. They thought that the nightmare of American soldiers was going to leave. Now they were pulled out again, and a feeling of frustration naturally rose in their hearts.

Their eyes fell on Zhang long in an instant.

Even if the battle fails, you are not allowed to be so humiliated!

"I'll come. I'll fight him."

"Yes, even if they fail, let them stop humiliating."

"We Chinese soldiers are the iron and steel forces all over the world. No one is allowed to humiliate us!"

The momentum of those people radiated, sonorous and powerful, and expressed the temperament of soldiers incisively and vividly.

Zhang Long waved his hand, motioned them to be quiet, then turned his head and said, "Xiao Fan, that guy is Jason. His moves are strange and unique. Do you think it's ok?"

"In my dictionary, I can't do without it!" Li Xiaofan said firmly, and then stepped forward.

Huh?

Old Carl was a little confused when he saw Li Xiaofan coming forward.

"Do you want to compete with Jason?" asked old Carl puzzled.

"Don't you dare?" Li Xiaofan certainly won't miss the opportunity of humiliation.

Old Carl opened his mouth, immediately laughed and said in his heart, God helps me!

He wanted to exert pressure on China and indirectly deal with Li Xiaofan. Who knows, this guy didn't know good or bad, but he took the initiative to run over and had to compete with Jason.

Well, it doesn't need to be so troublesome. Just teach the boy a lesson.

"Are we afraid?" old Carlton said. "You're not from the Chinese army. I'm afraid you can't bear it."

"I'm a Chinese soldier, but I just came in." Li Xiaofan said.

Knowing that Li Xiaofan wanted to be strong and want to be in the limelight, old Carl said, "OK, very good, but what I want to remind you is that boxing and feet have no eyes. There may be trauma in the process of competition. You should be psychologically prepared."

He has made up his mind that he must teach Li Xiaofan a good lesson, so he can say these words in advance and get rid of his crime later.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? I don't have so much time to spend on you." Li Xiaofan sniffed.

What arrogance!

Old Kark stopped his anger, came to Jason and said in a low voice, "Jason, when you have a competition, you can kill each other. It's best. Even if you can't kill him, you'll cripple him for me!"

"It's nothing," said Jason in a deep voice.

Not to mention how happy old Carl was, he said in his heart: Carlton, my good nephew, uncle will avenge you today.

"Xiao Fan, be careful," Yu Zi said.

"That guy's momentum is unusual. Don't be careless when competing!" although Zhang Wei is only an ordinary person, he also noticed an unusual smell.

Li Xiaofan nodded, walked quickly forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Jason, right? I heard that you beat Zhang long with one hand. It's arrogant. Now let me experience it."

"Hahaha, I only use one hand to deal with you at most," Jason said, rubbing his nose.

There was no doubt that they had seen Jason with their own eyes.

"One hand? I don't need one hand to deal with you. One finger is enough." Li Xiaofan stretched out his finger, first his index finger, then looked at Jason, shook his head and replaced it with a little thumb.

Wipe.

This guy is even more arrogant. He wants to beat Jason with one finger and a little thumb.

Jason's anger flared up, which was a contempt for him. He opened his mouth and said, "hum, you'll break your little thumb later, and I'll tear you up."

"As a Chinese, you serve the American people now, and you only deserve me to use my thumb!" Li Xiaofan said here, his breath surging.

Jason had already hit it with his fist.

Bang!

Jason's fist collided with Li Xiaofan's little thumb.

The two hands were clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Click!

Along with the crisp voice, people's hearts thumped. They didn't have to think about it, but they could guess that Jason's fist, which was stronger than steel, would certainly break Li Xiaofan's little thumb.

However, to their surprise, the cry came from Jason's mouth.

On the other hand, Li Xiaofan was safe and sound, just shook his head slightly, and his eyes were full of contempt.

When Jason opened his fist, blood flowed out, his bones were loose, and his right hand was afraid to be useless!

"How could this happen? How could this happen? Jason, fight quickly. Come on, don't lose face." old Carl changed his face and urged Jason to fight again.

"Shut up, I don't need you to say, I know what to do." Jason turned pale and couldn't accept the fact that his right hand was abolished, so he attacked again.