"Kid, taste the iron fist of our Niu family."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you with one punch, or there wouldn't be any fun left."
Hu Daniu wore an expression of intense excitement, looking even happier than when he went to marry a bride.
However, he did not even have a girlfriend yet.
His absolute favorite thing to do was to talk with his fists.
Back when he was little, he relied on a pair of fists to fight from the head of the village to the tail; not a single peer was his match, and even kids two years older than him would scatter and run for their lives upon seeing him, too terrified to trade punches with him.
Back then, he found the feeling of being the big brother of the village head.
Growing up a bit more, he roamed the townships, punching his way to a fearsome reputation as he gathered a group of lackeys around himself, idling the days away with street brawls and bullying the neighboring folks.
With no other choice, his family could only throw him into the military, hoping that place could change his temperament.
Then Fang Zhiguo took a fancy to him and recruited him under his command... Now that he was given this opportunity, how could he not be happy?
Although his opponent was taller than him and also very solidly built, compared to his own bulk he still fell a bit short, and he felt he could send him flying with a single punch.
Hua Qiang did not dodge either, simply watching the brawny man's fist continuously close in on him.
Hu Daniu grew angry. Was this guy looking down on him? Right before, he had heard clearly over the brigade commander's phone that this kid could really fight.
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