Chapter 6: Ah! I've been bullied!

  Jing Yang stayed behind, and only then did he realize that his position in the mercenary group was not low. He was the third person in the Toxic Wolf Mercenary Group, with the nickname "Baron".

  He is very capable and mainly leads mercenaries to carry out various tasks, and his reputation is well-known in the mercenary world.

  Douglas and Tony brought Yang Jie to familiarize himself with everything here, and also let the nurse check his body for a more scientific arrangement of his training later.

  "Jing Yang, you're very healthy and can undergo all sorts of training. Come with me and I'll introduce you to someone," said Douglas, treating Jing Yang like one of his own and speaking in a very familiar tone.

  "Are you all leaving?" Jing Yang asked with some reluctance. If they were all gone, he would have no familiar faces left here.

  "Our mission is not yet complete, we still have a trip to Africa, you can stay behind and train in peace."

  "Hawkgirl, this is Doug, a better sniper than I am and an excellent firearms master. He'll teach you how to use all sorts of guns. With his guidance, I'm sure you can become a greater master of weapons than either of us!"

  Douglas entrusted Jing Yang to the firearms instructor, Shan Ying. They were originally teammates, but Shan Ying was injured and could no longer participate in missions, so he became an instructor.

  Looking at the very disheveled mountain eagle, one empty sleeve tube, Jing Yang has a kind of reverence, he lost in battle is probably not just this arm, from his gloomy eyes can be seen that he seems to have lost the entire world.

  "Hello instructor! Please take care of me!" Jing Yang bowed politely to show respect to Shan Ying.

  The mountain eagle didn't say a word and turned around to leave, Jing Yang looked at Douglas in confusion.

  "Don't worry, he's already agreed to teach you. You must study hard and seriously, his skills far surpass mine by a lot. I believe that with your talent, you will definitely get his true transmission!" Douglas patted Jingyang's shoulder encouragingly.

  Douglas knew that Mountain Eagle Jacob Barney was good at it, and he also knew that he had not really taken the time to teach anyone seriously yet. Anyway, the situation has been explained, and next it's up to Yang Jing's luck. He hoped that Mountain Eagle would teach all his skills to Yang Jing, but what Mountain Eagle knew was not just simple sniping.

  "As long as he is willing to teach, I will study hard and seriously!" Jing Yang was very eager to learn and intelligent, plus these were his interests, so this was also a guarantee.

  Hawkgirl and Kid Eternity weren't too thrilled about leaving, but they had to go.

  Lawson stayed for treatment and the medical staff here gave Lawson another professional treatment and also transfused blood to him, and finally saved his life.

  Martin Judice They only stayed on the small island for half a day, and none of them had time to say hello to Jing Yang before leaving by helicopter.

  Jing Yang, who was very curious about the new environment, began to stroll around the training base while admiring the scenery of the small island, surrounded by the azure sea. Although it was a small island, Jing Yang also realized that he probably couldn't explore it all in one day.

  "This place is really great! There's even fresh water!"

  Jing Yang saw a small pool of water well protected, with three streams flowing into it. It seemed that everyone's drinking water came from here.

  "Hey! Come and take a look! Our base actually has a yellow-skinned pig!"

  A blond-haired blue-eyed white man of about 1.84 meters tall pointed at Jing Yang and shouted in English, his expression as if he had seen a monster.

  Jing Yang's eyebrows furrowed as soon as he heard it.

  "Damn it! No matter where you go, there's always such disgusting trash!"

  Jing Yang thought to himself that he was an outsider here and it was likely that these people wanted to teach him a lesson.

  "Hey! Which country is Yellow Skin Pig from? Is it Japan, China or Korea?" Another black man also followed with a smile and asked.

  "Your grandfather, I am Chinese!" Jing Yang has always been the one bullying others and never got bullied. From his previous murder, he was expressionless and heartbeatless, which showed how ruthless and resolute he was. He didn't put these few people in his eyes at all.

  "Is he scolding me?" Huang Mao could hardly believe it. The Chinese kid in front of him, who was only about 1.76 meters tall, actually dared to be rude.

  "What are you doing?!?" A very tall European with his hands behind his back walked over and shouted in French.

  "Hello, Coach Brown!"

  The blond-haired men all stood at attention, as rigidly proper as possible. It was clear they were very afraid of Lieutenant Brown.

  Jing Yang heard it was an instructor and stood up straight like them, but didn't say a word.

  "Are you Jing Yang?" The instructor walked over with a smooth, one and a half meter long, fist-thick wooden stick in his hand.

  "I am Jing Yang! Hello, instructor!" Jing Yang still showed great politeness.

  "From today on, you'll be training with them. Remember, no fighting, or you'll be sorry!" Chief Instructor Brown Dullas said, waving the wooden stick in his hand before turning and leaving.

  Jing Yang didn't think much about it, he came to train and as long as he became strong enough, he believed he could go on missions with the others. Since he agreed to stay behind as a mercenary, he would do his best.

  From that moment on, Jing Yang felt he had to become stronger, and couldn't let the Chinese people down.

  Mountain Eagle Jacob Banina was holding a wine jug and drinking, looking like he was basking in the sun. Jing Yang saw him from afar and had some doubts - was he really as formidable as Hunter Douglas said?

  "Hey! Yellow-skinned pig! You go run twenty laps around the playground first!" Huang Mao, seemingly the leader of these people, directed with an air of superiority.

  "Go run! After running 20 laps, you still have more important tasks to do!" The black man shouted along.

  "Yes, many daunting tasks await you!"

  Others echoed, apparently wanting to bully Jing Yang.

  Jing Yang's eyes turned icy cold, he now hated to go up and beat this Huang Mao, but the instructor just now didn't allow fighting, and he had just arrived, it wasn't good to cause trouble.

  Jing Yang was furious and glared at Huang Mao, scolding: "You big idiot! Mind your own business, damn it!"

  Jing Yang scolded them and then ignored them, continuing to visit the facilities inside the training ground.

  The training project here is similar to the military facilities seen on TV, only a bit larger and higher than what Jing Yang imagined, and he knew that such a design would naturally be much more difficult.

  Huang Mao had never seen such an arrogant Asian, he actually didn't put the eight people on this side in his eyes, and with a curse, he chased up to Jing Yang with several others.

  The mountain eagle continued drinking wine as if he hadn't seen anything, and Huang Mao and the others didn't put him in their eyes at all, treating this instructor as if he didn't exist.

  "What do you want to do?" Jing Yang's ears were sharp and he had already heard them coming, so he turned his head around and asked viciously.

  "Yellow-skinned pig! I'm telling you to go train! You stupid bastard, why aren't you listening!" Huang Mao shouted, pointing at Jing Yang's nose.

  Huang Mao's scolding was something Jing Yang really couldn't tolerate.

  Damn it! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!

  Jing Yang thought that if he didn't thoroughly defeat him, these people would never stop bullying him in the future. It was obvious even to a fool.

  "Go to hell!"

  Jing Yang, young and vigorous, had never been ambiguous. At this moment, he was furious from the bottom of his heart. With a 180-degree turn, he kicked out with a side kick that was no less powerful than a whirlwind kick. Borrowing the force of his rotating body, he kicked out in a swift motion, sending Huang Mao flying over ten meters away.

  Jing Yang's biggest characteristic is his speed, he started running with sandbags tied to him at the age of seven and switched to lead blocks at ten years old, with all four limbs bound. The martial arts he learned emphasize that only speed can break through, and Huang Mao's kick was quite solid.

  "Damn it! You dare to scold me, I'll beat you to death!" Jing Yang shouted at Huang Mao, who was curled up on the ground like a large shrimp, and this momentum immediately intimidated the other seven people present.

  Huang Mao was caught off guard by this sudden kick. He hadn't expected that a Chinese person would be so bold as to strike first, especially when there were eight of them on his side.

  "Hit me! Beat him to death!"

  Huang Mao wasn't a good guy either, clutching his stomach in pain and directing the seven foolish people standing there.

  Jing Yang didn't quite understand the mercenaries yet. These people's basic skills were just hand-to-hand combat, and those who could be hired by a mercenary group mostly had some foundation to begin with - there was even a possibility of special forces veterans among them. The seven of them suddenly sprang into action, making Jing Yang realize how formidable they were.

  "Damn it!"

  Jing Yang was getting more and more exhausted, and he was instantly surrounded. The fists of these people landing on his body were really painful. All seven of them were taller than Jing Yang, around 1.8 meters, and their strength was great. Taking a punch to the body made him feel terrible.

  Huang Mao also joined in the group beating at this time.

  Jing Yang was good at fighting, but at this time he was also unable to defeat so many trained people with his bare fists. The mercenaries were all fugitives, and it wasn't easy to make them surrender. So he targeted Huang Mao, who was carrying the others' luggage, and only used his full strength on him.

  "I'll kill you!"

  These people didn't dare to really take drastic measures, which gave Jing Yang an opportunity. He first made a swift and deadly move, giving Huang Mao a cut to the throat, then followed up with a charge aimed at his heart, finishing with a knee strike. As Huang Mao bent over, Jing Yang landed a right hook on his chin.

  Jing Yang's several moves were done in one breath, and among the eight people present, it can be said that no one was his opponent in a one-on-one fight.

  Huang Mao spat out blood and fell to the ground with a thud, while Jing Yang was also kicked down by a big man. The seven people didn't let him get up, and instead gave him a beating with their fists and feet. At this time, Jing Yang could only curl up and cover his head to endure the beating, because he couldn't even stand up.

  This base isn't just Huang Mao and a few others, there are hundreds of mercenaries, and inside the training grounds, two teams are training. Seeing all the commotion over here, they've all gathered around.

  "New person arrived?"

  "Looks like an Asian."

  "This kid is quite a handful!"

  "He didn't even hum a single note!"

  "Look at Ted being beaten up badly!"

  "This Asian guy has taken him down twice! The second time was with seven people ganging up on him and he took them down swiftly, absolutely a martial arts master! In a one-on-one match, Ted is no match for him."

  In the office, Officer Brown watched through the window as Jing Yang was being beaten and did nothing, with a hint of a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.