Ye Zhiqing returned to the old man's private cave with dejected head. Seeing the old man squatting on the ground and packing his luggage seriously, he didn't look up at her. He felt very aggrieved and shook his hair. He thought that the first kiss he had kept for 25 years was gone inexplicably. He said he was not angry. It was fake. His hands were still wiping his lips and said angrily: "Old man, Mu Zigang runs too fast, I can't catch up with him. With his skills, there should be no one in this forest to stop him. You don't have to worry that he capsizes in the gutter and falls under his own gun."

The old man stopped what he was doing and asked with a smile: "Ye Yatou, have you been taken advantage of by that bastard?"

Jiang is still old, and the old man has already heard people. From Ye Zhiqing's words, he can guess a rough idea. He has an unscrupulous smile on his face and continued: "Xiaogang has lived in the harsh Middle East battlefield for six years. How can he return to China alive if he is not flexible? Hehe... This time, you won't bet on your lifelong affairs, right?"

"Old man, don't give me red lines everywhere all day long. I won't appreciate it. You know that he is so good at it, why don't you keep him by my father's side? In this way, my father will go to war-torn Myanmar next month, and there will be a mysterious general around him, and his personal safety is more guaranteed. Don't you think?" Ye Zhiqing saw that the old man did not show off his face, and knew that he had made a move. He figured it out that it was an indirect matchmaking for the old man, which was also a test, but she didn't want the old man to have ulterior motives and couldn't even hate him.

Perhaps it is because Ye Zhiqing performed too well in normal times. Over the years, no man could suppress her. Today, Ye Zhiqing witnessed Mu Zigang's punch with his own eyes, and was extremely shocked in his heart. He had to admit that he was a 'real' man.

Then again, it is unreasonable to survive in the devilish purgatory of the Middle East, which is a few miserable and moving stories. Even Ye Zhiqing himself did not notice the slightly smile on his face. In fact, he was looking forward to meeting Mu Zigang next time.

"Hurry to go to the headquarters radio station and give a few orders to ensure that Mu Zigang can leave this primeval forest safely. I don't want to hear the news that he fell. After all, this is a cemetery for Chinese mercenaries." The old man walked to the entrance of the cave and was really worried that his only apprentice would meet the special forces members who went out to train. He knew very well that the special forces who could enter this unknown mountain area were all soldier kings carefully selected from the four major military regions, and it would not be exaggerating to say that one of them was selected from thousands.

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"Fuck, I'm so unlucky. I really encountered a group of special forces team members, and the organization was still very complete." Mu Zigang leaned against a big tree and exhaled and complained, knowing that he was entangled by Chinese special forces and wanted to get rid of it for a while. Without hurting people, he really had to take some time.

Mu Zigang's ears were rotating, listening to those rhythmic steps, and approaching him. Since he couldn't hide, he had to practice with the six of them. He was a free instructor, which was also a gift for the Chinese people. In his mind, his thinking space was opened and he designed a set of precise escape methods. He also knew that the opponent's sniper was aiming at him in a favorable position in front of him. But he dodged a few times, and a afterimage shuttled through the shadow of the tree. He had to find the sniper in the shortest time to start first, otherwise, when he fought, he would be very passive and would be suppressed by the sniper as soon as possible.

In the first group of Longling Special Forces Brigade, the leader Chen Long was making an attack gesture. He was anxious and uneasy, thinking, which god is this, he actually silently touched China's most confidential military restricted area. This is his dereliction of duty. For those entering here, whether good people or bad people spies, he has the right to take action first and then report because there are too many passwords that cannot be disclosed.

"Shooting God, how are you there?" Chen Long whispered to the microphone.

"I have reached the predetermined position, everything is normal." The shooting god took a few deep breaths and relaxed, threw away his distractions, aimed at the target, inhale, and then held his breath when his lungs were filled with oxygen, put his index finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any time.

But as soon as the sound of the crowing myth was finished, a cold air gushed in his throat. Mu Zigang smiled and tapped the crowing god's chin back and forth a few times, indicating that he would not make a sound. But the crowing god could not submit like this. He calculated the position where the dagger fell from his throat, and immediately retreated, stretched a distance, and turned over, thinking that he had got rid of the dagger on his throat, but he still felt the cold air was so loud that he felt like death. Seeing his call headset turned off, he heard: "Brother, don't be nervous, I just passed by here and never thought about fighting with your special forces. Believe it or not, I don't plan to hurt you anyway. If you are looking for death, then I can't blame my brother for taking action."

The Shooting God was very frustrated. Judging from the actions just now, the other party was a mysterious master and his body exuded a strong murderous aura. He was about to say something, but was knocked unconscious by Mu Zigang. The force was just right and it did not hurt other nerves in the Shooting God's brain.

Mu Zigang saw the guy in front of him with his eyes wide open, and he was definitely not convinced, so he simply knocked him out, which was much easier. Then, he picked up the sniper's gun to shoot the gods, and through the sight, he quickly found the hiding place of the other five people, picked up the gun, pressed the silencer, fired the gun with a quick method, exchanged bullets, and hit the hiding place of the five people. Chen Long's automatic assault rifle was honorably scrapped in order to block the bullets.

The five special forces members clearly felt that the bullets came from the hidden direction of the shooting god, and the guns in their hands were facing Mu Zigang's hiding, thinking that something must have happened to the shooting god. The cooperation and reaction of the five of them made Mu Zigang feel very satisfied, especially the dragon leader Chen Long, who can use the gun as a bullet in just a few seconds, and the reaction speed would be faster than the other four people. Otherwise, it would be not to scrap a assault rifle, at least hit the helmet without hurting him at all.

At this time, Ye Zhiqing's voice came from the headset of the dragon head Chen Long: "Long Head, if you or your subordinates meet a 178-centimeter buzzer man and ask him to leave, he is a guest invited by the base, please inform him and keep someone under the gun."

"Hey, my Chief Ye! The other party has killed the shooting god. Do you think I will let him go easily?" Chen Long made countless missions, and it was the first time he was played with someone in front of a toy on his territory. If the bullet was not shot on his assault rifle just now, it would be possible that he would die in battle.

"If you are interested, just play with him. I think the cum god should not die. It is very likely that he was knocked out by him. If you don't want to be swollen and blushed, I advise you to stop the team as soon as possible to avoid being abused." Ye Zhiqing reminded Chen Long that as for whether he listened or not, it was his own business.

After Chen Long knew that he was his own, he would not use any tactics anymore. He walked out and said loudly: "Brother opposite, come out! There is an order from above, asking us to escort you safely."

Mu Zigang slapped the face of the Shooting God twice, woke him up, and said, "Your captain asked you to return to the team." Mu Zigang walked out from a hidden tree with a sniper rifle in his hand, and threw the gun to the Shooting God and said, "Brothers, you can meet you in this mysterious area, you really don't know each other without fighting."

"Who are you?" Chen Longwen asked intriguedly.

"Not name fourth brother, Mu Zigang." Mu Zigang walked to Chen Long, took out a bag of soft Chinese cigarettes from his body, and threw one for them. Originally, smoking was not allowed in this forest, but Chen Long saw that the cigarette in his hand was Chinese cigarettes, so he didn't blame it for wasting.

Mu Zigang lit a cigarette, found a tree root, wiped his forehead and sat down easily. Every step he took was careful, fearing that he would step on the mines and traps on the ground.

Seeing that the cumshot god came over unconvincedly, Mu Zigang also threw one for him, which made him feel very embarrassed. But when he saw the dragon leader Chen Long lit it, he would not suck it in vain. Anyway, it was a violation of discipline and there was a dragon head facing him.

"Mu Zigang, I admit that you are very powerful. I actually touched me, but I didn't hear any sound. To be honest, it was the first time I was knocked out so miserably. On the battlefield, I knew that I was killed today." The God of Shooting was more admiring than the person who was powerful, but I felt that I was quite unlucky today. If it was spread, the God of Shooting would be defeated. What a big joke.

Mu Zigang took a deep breath of cigarette and smiled and said, "You are welcome, you are very good!"

Chen Long frowned and asked, "Brother, who did you come out of your army?"

"I'm going to hide it from my brothers. I'm a mercenary. Of course, the employer is the Chinese side. Not long ago, I just returned from the Middle East. In a few months, I will be a Chinese college student. An ordinary person. If you meet you in the future, don't say that you don't know me!" Mu Zigang looked careless. Everyone wanted to go up and beat him up when they saw him, especially asking the beauty Ye to give orders.

"Brother Mu, I want to play a few moves with you. What do you think?" Peng Shuai, the assaulter of Chen Long's troops, stood up and wanted to find some things back when it happened just now. He was the one who fought the most among the six-player combinations.

Chen Long didn't make a sound, and he also wanted to see Mu Zigang's close-fitting fighting skills.

"Okay, I'll accompany you for a few moves, soldiers! That's what it should be." Mu Zigang took a few deep puffs of cigarettes, blew off the cigarette butts between his fingers, got up, shook his head a few times, and put on a fighting stance, "Let's start!"

Assaulter Peng Shuai came up and waved his fist, and then suddenly changed into a Hongquan style. This made Mu Zigang see a little bit of flavor. He made Wing Chun defensive style and fought back. With a head-on battle, Peng Shuai looked much taller than Mu Zigang, but his explosive power was not as good as Mu Zigang, and his step movement speed could not keep up, so he was easily resolved by Mu Zigang's fist. The two were hard to solve, and two minutes later, Mu Zigang felt that it was time to decide the winner. When Peng Shuai was reluctant to attack Mu Zigang from the plate, he was kicked by Mu Zigang. Mu Zigang seized the opportunity, teleported, and clicked around Peng Shuai's back and clicked a few times. Peng Shuai was fixed in place, and his hands still made subconscious attacks. But in the end, he found that he could not move, and was anxious and strange.

Chen Long and the other four special forces members applauded vigorously, but they did not expect that Mu Zigang knew the human acupoints well and could grasp the opportunity correctly. They could hit it at a glance. Chen Long could also see that Mu Zigang was feeding Peng Shuai, improving his future boxing skills, and gaining a new understanding and admiration for Mu Zigang.

Mu Zigang quickly clicked Peng Shuai's back a few times. Peng Shuai's brows tightly, with a little painful expression, and then slowly moved his hands. The magical acupoint-clicking skills made the six special forces present admire him and provoked him.

"I am the leader, I am the leader. I need a helicopter. Please help me pick up people in the No. 3 Highland in half an hour. Thank you." Chen Long didn't drag it down, said a few words to the microphone, then moved back to other channels, made a request gesture, and took Muzigang to the No. 3 Highland.

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