Chapter Seventy-Six: The Grave

Five hundred push-ups is a trivial matter, and the physical fitness of these gentlemen has been severely tossed by the old birds who like to train newcomers at eight points.

However, running five or six laps around the island is a matter of death.

Not to mention the distance, just to say that the edge of the island is full of fine sand, and you can sink a few centimeters with one foot, everyone can imagine how horrible the corporal punishment will be.

It is believed that after this time, these newcomers will have a thick shadow on the beach. What a romantic beach night, get out of the way!

And every fighter who struggled to cross the finish line had a reaction, and that was to faint.

These gentlemen are really tired and stupid.

It's not that they haven't resisted, but it's okay if they don't resist, as soon as they resist, Xing Jie ruthlessly overturned everyone. The position is not as high as Xing Jie's, and they can't beat it together. In addition, the boss of this boss is black and ruthless, and he picks the place where he will die without being injured and hurting.

These newcomers want to die.

"Brother Jie, are you a little too ruthless to do this?" Li Sishi said with a grin. It can be seen that he is not very satisfied with these newcomers, because several high-level executives of the Eighth Division have retired and fallen ill in recent years, so the training difficulty of newcomers has fallen a lot.

As for the five members of the latest super instructors, they were also pulled out by Xing Jie to perform tasks from time to time, so the education that these newcomers received was much worse than that of rats.

"Lao Wang is still too soft-hearted, and when this matter is over, I asked him to ask Basang to be an instructor and train them for two years, so that they can also have suitable manpower.

This group of newcomers is really far behind Yang Ming from the reserve camp. More training in peacetime, less bloodshed in wartime. I don't want these people to go back one by one so they can only be turned into urns!" Xing Jie said helplessly.

Li Sishi listened to Xing Jie's words and felt a little stunned.

"Why do I think you're thinking about retirement?"

"Alas, this is my personal problem. You don't quite understand it, because I don't think it's good. But I still don't know what the problem is. ”

Two days later, Natasha and Hank returned.

It is undeniable that Xing Jie's idea is very useful.

Under the powerful offensive of five million US dollars, the attitude of the top brass of the Guinean government army towards Natasha and Hank has changed 180 degrees.

From the original surveillance guards to being able to move freely, and sent people to serve with good food and drink. Although the living environment is still not very good, it can be seen that the Guinean government army was able to provide the best treatment at that time.

After penetrating deep into the plateau area, the government forces even sent a reinforced company to escort Natasha and Hank. So a very strange thing happened, here the guardians and the government army are fighting to the death, and the place where the two sides trade can be said to be singing and dancing, with delicious food and wine!

"Oh, you guys. The head is too rigid. I have an idol who once said something very profound: "What is the most powerful thing in the world?" Money, money, money! I will say this sentence three times here! Not to make you greedy for money, but to say that there are many problems in the world that can be solved with money!

If there is a mutation, a shootout, or a rival force fighting here, then the loss will not be a simple five million! The most important point is that this money was paid by the Vatican, so why are you distressed?"

The few old men he brought with him, who were just as dry and skinny, had a very high level of cooking.

Especially when dealing with marine fish, Xing Jie was pleasantly surprised.

is worthy of being the top master in the clan, and he is also very smooth when he plays with the knife, and the short blade with a strange shape in his hand plays a bright knife flower in Lulu's hand. The knife flashed, and the whole was processed, and then the bright red fish meat was taken out, cut into suitable pieces, and put it directly on Xing Jie's plate.

The delicious fish and the precise knife work have been praised by everyone. However, Xing Jie and Li Sishi looked at the short blade in Lu Lu's hand with a smile.

We all know that although the swords in the hands of ancient warriors are inseparable from the two functions of stabbing and chopping, they are more or less different in appearance according to the geographical location of the country where they are located and cultural edification.

For example, the knives in the hands of people who rely on the sea for food are generally short-edged, curved, sharp, and thin, so that they can be stabbed or cut more quickly in the seawater.

And the same is true of the short knife in Lulu's hand, and there is nothing wrong with this.

But the handle of the short knife and the pattern on the blade are very interesting. Because except for the people of the pre-Qin period in China, no one would use the decorative pattern of continuous casting of the handle of the knife and the eight-way tiger head carving.

The others continued to eat and drink over there, while Xing Jie and Li Sishi took Lu Lu directly to the tent. Cigarettes were lit, and several bottles of cold beer were opened.

"Lulu, say it. Why did you come close to us so deliberately? You are indeed a good hand at killing fish, but the knife in your hand does not seem to be a fish-killing knife, right?"

"That's right, that's the exclusive weapon of our people. I wanted to kill you from the beginning, but I know I'm no match for you.

After all, I'm old, and all the young people in my clan have gone to the big cities to work, and we're the only bad old men left. Anyway, this time the secret has been dug up by you, so we don't want to live anymore. ”

Lu Lu looked at Xing Jie and Li Sishi, and the knife in his hand was slowly pulled out again. Xing Jie shook his head and gently pressed the knife back.

"Are you guarding this place, are you guarding the sleeping gods or the humans of the past?"

Xing Jie's words made Lu Lu a little surprised, but he instantly became a little indifferent. Picked up a cold beer, took a sip, and made it to the chair.

"Actually, I know exactly what you're looking for, but don't bother with that, you can't open it. If you force your way in, you'll only get death, and those are not gods, but monsters. Lulu said.

Xing Jie smiled and didn't refute, just opened the tablet and showed the photos of those fighting creatures one by one.

"Those monsters you said are really nothing to us, but the human statue in the other cave ** is a person from our ancient China, well, this person is very famous, it is ......"

"I know, that's your Chinese Xu Fu! My son works in China, and I still know a little bit about the legends there. Coupled with the ancestral teachings that have been passed down from generation to generation on my side, it is easy to judge. But here I can tell you that you have found the secret there, which is the gold, and the rest is nothing more than a tomb!"

"Whose grave?"

"Who could it be? Of course, it was Xu Fu and his subordinates. ”