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Chapter 762 I am always here!(1/2)

Chapter 762 I've been there all the time!

The gate of the Dragon Hunter has been closed.

This will be a separate space.

Whether it is for the people inside or for outsiders.

Today's Dragon Hunter headquarters are all isolated from the world.

Lao Zhuang is very curious.

Let the cafeteria take out the best food to entertain elite soldiers from various military regions.

After finishing the conversation with Xiao He, Lao Zhuang also returned to his original appearance.

Kind and charitable, they don't show their sharp side.

On the other hand, there is a bit of solemnity on the Qinglong side.

After finishing the morning exercise, Qinglong summoned all the Dragon Hunter Warriors at the headquarters and gave a brief and concise speech at the indoor training ground.

In the Tang Huan era, Qinglong didn’t talk about speeches. She didn’t even like to talk in private.

But now, she is the commander of the dragon hunter. She is the boss with the most say besides Lao Zhuang, the spiritual leader.

She had to overcome her own lack of talk.

She had to show the commander's temperament.

She can't say anything less than that.

"They are here."

Qinglong walked onto the podium.

She was steady and strong.

The four words mentioned are also extremely sonorous.

Nearly two hundred dragon hunter warriors in the audience showed sharp aura at the same time.

The situation of the dragon hunter is not only known by Lao Zhuang, but also by Qinglong. Even these most ordinary dragon hunter warriors cannot understand it?

It’s like a country that is rich, poor, advanced, and backward.

Ordinary people living in this country can even experience it more deeply than those top figures living in lies.

Because they are the most intuitive feeling. They cannot be deceived by anything.

"Are you ready?"

Qinglong said something.

Then, he asked.

"It's ready!"

Deafening cry sounded in the venue.

Nearly two hundred dragon hunters shouted loudly, resounding throughout the venue.

The sound was so loud that Xiao He and his group were dining in the cafeteria that they could hear it in a real and solid manner.

However, in Xiao He's opinion, this is useless.

Qinglong ended her brief and concise speech and slowly walked down the podium.

Sudden.

An old dragon hunter warrior stood up.

He stepped out of the line and stood at the forefront.

Then, he looked up at Tang Huan, his eyes slightly red: "Tang Team. When will you return to the team?"

Tang Huan was slightly stunned.

His eyes fell on the old dragon hunter.

A familiar face, a familiar name, a familiar name.

Not very familiar - venue.

Tang Huan has changed.

The dragon hunter has also changed.

Perhaps as Xiao He said, this is no longer the era of dragon hunters. Dragon hunters cannot return to the peak of that era.

In order to save money, Laozhuang turned the too empty canteen into a training ground that should have been built with money.

This has increased and decreased, saving a lot of action costs.

The dragon hunter of that time had a canteen of thousands of people.

Nowadays, I can only provide seats for more than 200 people at the same time.

This may not have much insight for the new warriors.

But how sad are they for the founders of Laos and Zhuangzi?

Those who were hunting dragons back then had a meal and a war.

Now, it has become much deserted.

Even eating is not as delicious as it used to be.

In addition, the dragon hunter gradually became a harsh situation. This old dragon hunter couldn't control his emotions at once and couldn't help asking Tang Huan: Team Tang, when will you return to the team?

This is a memory of the past.

It is a memory of the peak dragon hunter.

Similarly, it is also unwilling to accept reality and even anger!

Faced with such sharp questions from old teammates, Tang Huan became silent.

But he didn't let his old teammates wait too long.

He stood up slowly, his eyes calmly and firmly looked at his teammates, and said word by word: "Return to the team? I've been there all the time."

Yes.

Tang Huan left in anger.

No matter how Lao Zhuang tried to keep him, he refused to come back.

The only one who can leave is his man.

But his heart has always been with the dragon hunter.

Tang Huan can clearly shoot big movies that are more profitable, more business opportunities, and will not have any trouble or risk. But he still chose to shoot "Dragon Hunter".

As he himself said, he has been there and has always wanted to do something for the dragon hunter.

The dragon hunter is his mother's home. It is the place where he cultivates him and gives him life.

No matter how glorious he is outside, he will never forget that the dragon hunter is his root and where everything begins.

All the teammates, leaders of the Dragon Hunter, and even Lao Zhuang, who regards him as his son, are his indispensable relatives.

It is not easy for Tang Huan to get to this day, but it is even more difficult for dragon hunters to get to this day.

Just step down from the altar?

From then on, he slowly fell from the peak of that year?

Can't.

Tang Huan would never agree.

He, like Qinglong, Lao Zhuang, and all warriors who defend the dignity of the dragon hunter, will never allow anyone to challenge the authority of the dragon hunter.

I can give you honor.

But you can't take it from me.

You can't take it away either!

...

One hour later, the venue welcomed soldiers from various military regions led by Xiao He.

The number of dragon hunters who stayed in the venue was equal to that brought by Xiao He.

Lao Zhuang did not come.

After having breakfast with Xiao He and others, he returned to the office.

He still has a lot of work to deal with and does not want to participate in these young people's affairs.

Xiao He glanced at the dragon hunter who was left in the venue. An indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Even the number of people is calculated? The dragon hunter is really careful and serious in doing things."

The implication is very obvious.
To be continued...
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