341: C341 Go All Out!

C341 Go All Out!

Gun Freak walked to the front of the warehouse and pushed open the door.

Lee Jun finally came back to his senses after seeing Gun Freak walk in.

Gun Freak looked at Lee Jun and said with a smile.

"Brat, today's training is over. Let's go eat something."

The two of them went straight to Gun Freak's residence. Gun Freak told Lee Jun to sit down and wait while she went to get some food.

Lee Jun sat on the chair with nothing to do. Soon, Lee Jun found the blueprint of a weapon on the table.

Lee Jun picked it up curiously. However, when Lee Jun looked down, his eyes were filled with surprise and excitement.

Very soon, Gun Freak casually ordered some food. After the two of them finished eating, Lee Jun couldn't help but ask.

"Instructor Gun Freak, this is …"

Gun Freak said proudly as she saw the excitement in Lee Jun's eyes.

"This is a heavy firearm that I modified. It hasn't been completed yet. Once it's completed, even fighter jets will be able to shoot it down!"

Lee Jun couldn't help but swallow his saliva as he looked at the powerful appearance of the gun on the blueprint.

No one was more crazy than Gun Freak when it came to firing at an airplane!

On the way back to the dorm, Lee Jun had always been thinking about that blueprint, so he secretly decided.

When Gun Freak finished her modification, she must personally test the firearm that claimed to be able to shoot down the plane, and see how powerful it was!

When they arrived at the dorm, the other members looked curiously at Lee Jun when they saw him return. Which senior was Lee Jun training with today?

Just as everyone was puzzled, Lee Jun walked in front of the bathroom and opened the door.

A soft 'kacha' sound came from the lock on the door. Lee Jun heard the sound.

Lee Jun said subconsciously as he had been listening to this sound for more than ten hours.

"There's a broken spring inside the lock …"

After saying that, Lee Jun walked straight into the bathroom. The other five members of Class 11 were completely dumbfounded when they heard Lee Jun's words.

The Class 11 member recovered from his shock and said depressingly.

"What kind of reaction is this? "Could it be that Lee Jun is learning to fix locks today?"

The next morning at five o'clock, everyone in Class 11 was still wandering in their dreams.

Suddenly, the door of the dorm was kicked open, and a large surge of violent killing intent surged out.

Class 11's six people were awakened by the murderous intent and the loud noise.

The six of them woke up at the same time and jumped out of bed.

Some of Class 11's students were holding chairs, some were holding buckets, and there were even some who subconsciously picked up their broom to glare at the people at the door.

Madman stood at the door, watching the actions of the five in front of him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"On the battlefield, are you really going to use these things to fight the enemy?"

Seeing that the person at the door was a lunatic, the other members immediately turned red upon noticing the object in their hands.

He bowed respectfully towards the madman.

"Good day Battalion Commander!"

The madman smiled as he looked at Lee Jun, who was standing on the spot, and said with a smile.

"You guys continue sleeping, I'll come find him today. Two minutes, wash up, and put on some clothes. I'll be waiting for you outside."

One minute later, Lee Jun quickly washed up, put on his military uniform and walked out of the dorm.

Seeing Lee Jun and the madman leave, the other five members of Class 11 immediately collapsed onto the ground with eyes full of fear.

The violent killing intent from the madman just now had deeply frightened them.

Lee Jun followed Crazy, and the two of them arrived at the Training Field. At this time, there was not a single person in the Training Field.

Lee Jun and Madman stood opposite each other and stared at each other quietly. The madman spoke calmly.

"You know what I'm going to teach you?"

"I don't know what moves you're going to teach me, or what fist techniques you're going to teach me."

The madman laughed, licking his bloodthirsty tongue as he spoke with a tone full of calmness.

"I won't teach you any techniques or fist techniques. What I want to teach you is very simple. I will teach you how to kill, and how to twist the other party's head faster."

Lee Jun's body trembled slightly as he saw how the madman said the word "killing" in an extremely casual manner.

"Come, let me see how good your current skills are. Remember, use your full strength, or else you will be killed by me."

As he said this, the Madman's aura exploded and an enormous murderous aura exploded from his body.

At the same time, the lunatic didn't stop and leaped towards Lee Jun's direction, slashing towards Lee Jun's throat with his five fingers.

Facing such a sharp attack, Lee Jun didn't dare to do what he did with the soldiers.

With a soft shout, he sent a straight kick towards Madman's palm.

Peng! Lee Jun's foot collided with Madman's fist. Lee Jun was about to make his move.

However, the madman's hand grabbed Lee Jun's leg. Lee Jun only felt a sharp pain coming from the tendons of his feet as cold sweat broke out on his back.

So fast, his figure flipped, got rid of the madman's hand, and kicked towards the madman's shoulder.

Lee Jun had already made his preparations. When Madman was ready to dodge this corner, he would continue with his next move.

What surprised Lee Jun was that the madman did not dodge at all.

Peng! Lee Jun kicked Madman's shoulder, causing a light cracking sound to ring out.

His hand was dislocated, so why didn't he dodge?

Could it be that he couldn't dodge this kick? Impossible, with his speed, he would definitely be able to dodge this kick.

Many thoughts appeared in Lee Jun's mind, but he quickly understood what was going on.

With a dull bang, a fist struck Lee Jun's heart. Lee Jun let out a muffled shout and was sent flying a few meters away.

He was still spitting out blood, but the madman stood on the spot, holding the dislocated hand with his other hand and forcefully pushing it.1

With a light crack, the madman's dislocated hand was reattached.

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