Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1973 - 1974: Just Messing With You

After Smith finished speaking, the public communication channel was filled with voices of response.

"The First Brigade is nothing but defeated troops, like a grain of light trying to shine, hehe."

"Everyone keep an eye on the fat guy, I want to cut off his fat and render it into oil."

"Well said, other people can be spared, but don't let the fat guy go!"

...

The cadets of the Second Brigade continued discussing while advancing.

These are all veterans retired from the battlefield, and after coming to Sai Enshi Academy, they diligently train and practice, advancing rapidly in strength.

This batch of veterans is the most elite force of Sai Enshi Academy.

If they were to return to the battlefield, each would be an excellent commander and the bravest and most terrifying warrior.

Gradually, Smith noticed sothing amiss.

The cadets of the First Brigade seed to evaporate from the Human Realm, disappearing without a trace.

In a place of broken walls and rubble, not even a ghostly shadow was present.

At this mont, the other veterans also sensed sothing unusual.

Smith had no choice but to wave his hand to halt the cadets' montum.

"Be careful, everyone; this batch is in the shadows while we're out in the open. Beware of ambush."

The group of veterans was already well-seasoned.

Without Smith's reminder, they ford groups of three, mutually covering each other while advancing and searching.

However, after searching thoroughly, they still found nothing.

Smith received reports from multiple squads and seed to understand, chuckled coldly.

"I understand now; this batch of cowards talks big, but when it cos down to it, they're gutless. Let's pursue!"

Imdiately upon Smith's command, nurous veterans cheered.

"Should've done this earlier; vengeance today is justice served."

"We must catch that fat guy and give him at least 300 lashes to quell my anger."

"Rember everyone, no matter how angry, do not kill, though crippling them is acceptable."

...

The atmosphere beca cheerful.

The veterans took this confrontation as a hunt, and our First Squad was the prey.

Suddenly, at nine o'clock direction, a fat guy stumbled out.

Upon seeing the swiftly charging veterans of the Second Brigade, he seed as horrified as a farr encountering a jackal.

He shouted in a fluster, "Oh my gosh, coming so fast."

Then, the fat guy turned and ran like a fish escaping a net, rolling and crawling, in utmost panic.

Smith's sharp eyes imdiately recognized this fat guy as that despicable scoundrel.

He shouted loudly, "Catch that fat guy, don't let him escape."

Smith shouted as he followed the fat guy in pursuit.

All the veterans noticed the fat guy too.

Towards this character likened to a street rat, everyone was red-eyed with anger.

All geared up, they madly pursued the fat guy.

The fat guy was corpulent yet extrely agile.

Dodging left and right, he scurried and escaped in a wasteland.

Smith ran the fastest, several tis nearly cornering the fat guy.

But this guy was like a big fat rat, always slipping away, making Smith furious.

To say, the veterans of the Second Brigade are all Martial Arts Masters.

However, each has a different Martial Arts Realm, and under such long-distance running, formations began to scatter.

Smith rushed to the forefront, while so gradually lagged behind.

Despite this, the fat guy ahead still darted frantically escaping.

Smith hadn't realized, being teased by the fat guy, the 30 cadets of the Second Brigade ended up alone, forming single combat scenarios.

Behind Smith's squad, teams started appearing like ghosts.

They began to prey on each lone opponent like hunting jackals.

A cadet in Smith's squad finally couldn't endure the long-distance sprint.

He stopped, bent over, and panted heavily.

Large beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, his complexion looking grim.

This rapid running consud a lot of Essence Qi.

Cadets with slightly weaker martial arts realm found it unbearable quickly.

At that mont, a three-person team ghostly surrounded this cadet.

One held a sack, and the other two carried baseball bats.

The isolated cadet in Smith's squad suddenly sensed sothing wrong and spun around.

Before him, a large sack flew towards him.

The cadet hadn't had ti to make a sound before being bagged tight.

The trio punched and kicked the cadet in the sack, baseball bats hit his head accurately.

Within a minute, the cadet in the sack stopped moving.

The three carried the sack and disappeared into the ruins.

The sa disaster unfolded on each veteran of the Second Brigade.

Smith kept advancing at high speed, fully focused on the fat guy.

That damned fat guy, though in disarray, his movents were nimble, and Smith always fell short of catching him.

The more it was like this, the more unwilling Smith beca.

The prior humiliation, he wanted this fat guy to pay in blood.

In just this short minute, the cadets of the First Brigade eliminated five or six veterans.

The number of veterans following Smith advanced beca fewer, and occasionally, a veteran vanished mysteriously.

Through it all, Smith never realized.

All he saw was the fat guy crawling around.

Luo Wei, Milan, and Jack ford a trio, always tailing behind Smith.

Luo Wei rubbed his hands and chuckled quietly.

"Brother Fei's trick is simply brilliant, this guy's like a fish biting the hook, such a fool."

Milan gazed affectionately at the fat guy ahead, who was shouting loudly.

Sotis cute, sotis threatening, sotis begging, he used every trick, but Smith still pursued him relentlessly.

Milan couldn't help but laugh; this guy's understanding of Smith's psychology was profound.

Smith wouldn't stop until he caught him and gave him a good beating.

However, everyone knew.

If Yang Fei didn't want to, even if Smith doubled his speed, he couldn't catch Yang Fei.

What does it an to be teased?

This is blatant bullying of a fool!

Smith kept charging at high speed, followed only by two veterans.

All the other veterans had mysteriously disappeared.

The two veterans felt uneasy.

One caught up with Smith and warned loudly.

"Captain, stop chasing, sothing's not right."

Smith's eyes were bloodshot, firmly staring at Yang Fei.

Beneath his feet, rubble, broken houses, and crisscrossed concrete beams flashed by.

Must catch this damn fat guy!

Smith's heart was already roaring.

He swore if he caught the fat guy, he wouldn't care about academy rules, he'd disable him for sure.

At this mont, ahead the fat guy crying and fleeing desperately.

Suddenly stopped, turned, with a malicious smile on his face.