"Old Wu?" Li Mantun looked at the officer suspiciously, he had no reason to know Wu Zhen's name, it seemed that it was really Lao Wu calling. But what did he say to me, at such a critical time?

The officer added: "Wu Zhen said that he is the leader of this operation, and you must listen to his orders!" ”

Yes, I almost forgot about it. Wu Zhen is the team leader, and he must listen to him for serious work. In fact, whether it is this mission, or his status in the cultivation realm, as well as the prestige of Lao Wu himself, he must listen to him. Zhang Qiusheng would have listened to him if he was here.

Take a call, it's not necessarily too late to answer the call. Lao Zhang, you hold up for a while, I'll answer the phone, if we both hang up this time, it will be regarded as a report on this work, and it will be regarded as a last word.

Li Mantun didn't do any frame, his body just moved on the ice, rushed towards the shore, and when he approached the breakwater, his feet kicked his body and suddenly pulled it up, and then landed outside the wall of the outpost, and then entered the outpost. He was bent on hurrying up to finish the phone call, and immediately went to fight side by side with Zhang Qiusheng, without showing off at all. But the officers and soldiers next to them were dumbfounded, what kind of awesome kung fu is this?

The dragon group, only the legendary dragon group has such awesomeness. Especially later, when I heard that this awesome person was the grandson of a certain chief in the capital, I even lamented that the children and grandchildren of the senior chief were not all gentlemen.

Li Mantun entered the confidential room of the outpost, picked up the phone, and heard his grandfather's voice coming from inside: "Xiao Qi, I have heard about the situation." Li Mantun is the seventh among the cousins, and his nickname at home is Xiaoqi.

Li Mantun said: "Since you already know the situation, then I won't say more." I have to hurry," Li Mantun paused, took a deep breath and said, "Grandpa told Grandpa and the elders on my behalf, if I can't come back to fulfill my filial piety, please forgive me." ”

The grandfather on the phone was taken aback when he heard Li Mantun say this: "Xiao Qi, listen to me!" ”

Li Mantun said sadly: "Grandpa, don't say anything. Zhang Qiusheng is in difficulty, and I will never live alone. We are brothers who live and die together. If it weren't for him, I would have died. Under the machine-gun fire of two gunships and the bombardment of rockets, it was he who risked his life to save me. Now, I can't save him in my power. I don't want to live together, I want to die together. Grandpa, I kowtow to you. Forgive me for my unfilial piety! ”

Li Mantun was about to put down the phone, when Wu Zhen's voice rang out: "Lao Li, you are going to make trouble for Lao Zhang!" Wu Zhen's tone had never been harsh. When Li Mantun heard Wu Zhen speak, he immediately asked, "Why did I make trouble for him?" ”

Wu Zhen's tone slowed down and said, "Lao Li, think about it." Among the five of us, Lao Zhang is the most shrewd, right? Ah, don't admit it, you and Lao Sun together can't play him. Right? He's awake than you when he's asleep, right? Why does Lao Zhang want you to come back first, do you know? ”

Li Mantun said in a snort: "He asked me to come back first and contact the border armed police." He, he said, he said, it's hard to go home, don't be beaten, don't be killed by your own people, then, then you can't row. ”

Wu Zhen sighed: "Alas, there is some truth in this. But that's not his main purpose. There are many ways to identify yourself, and you don't have to come back first. He thinks it's okay to keep one person, and it's difficult to add one of you, so he asked you to come back first. See what I mean? Lao Zhang felt that he didn't have the ability to protect you, so he let you come back first. ”

Li Mantun believed in Wu Zhen's words, and everyone always believed in Wu Zhen's words. But believing is believing, Li Mantun fell into deep self-blame: "Why am I so useless? The great kindness like the mountain cannot be repaid, so how will I be a person in the future? If Lao Zhang has three strengths and two shortcomings, I will never have the face to live alone in this world! ”

Wu Zhen could only sigh again, he knew this group of people too well. If Zhang Qiusheng doesn't come back today, Li Mantun will really collapse. There is no way to persuade you to have to say: "It is also a legitimate duty for a man to die in battle, and it is also common for comrades-in-arms to help each other, and there are many good soldiers who died when they helped their comrades-in-arms." Don't blame yourself too much, I'm sure Lao Zhang will be fine. How could something happen to such a shrewd person? ”

Li Mantun said bitterly: "Old Wu, you don't know. Lao Zhang is not just a lifesaver for me. He helped me open the entrance and let me enter the realm of Dao, which is equivalent to the teacher's grace. If the teacher does not repay the kindness, how can he be a person? ”

Uh-huh, tsk, oh, ah, there were all sorts of exclamations on the phone. Obviously, the phone at this time was in conference mode, which was already high-tech at that time, unlike the later Internet era, where hundreds of people could get together and chat with any button group.

A middle-aged man's voice asked excitedly: "Qi'er, you, are you serious?" Li Mantun also asked excitedly: "Fourth uncle, are you here too?" The fourth uncle is actually his master, and he is the person who wants to tell him the news that his entrance has been opened: "Yes, it's not false at all. ”

The fourth uncle asked eagerly: "Can he say, what was wrong with you before?" Can you tell you which tricks? Li Mantun replied: "No, he said that my skin is too thick, and I can't block my true qi." But don't believe it, this kid never does good deeds and doesn't say good things. ”

"Don't talk nonsense," the fourth uncle reprimanded: "In the future, respect him as a teacher, and don't dare to insult him at all." Li Mantun thought to himself, it's nothing to respect him, but I'm afraid that Zhang Qiusheng will not feel comfortable.

Wu Zhen interjected: "Fourth Uncle Li, you don't know Zhang Qiusheng for a long time. This kid is the kind of guy who doesn't go away and goes backwards. Everyone is a brother, and Man Tun was polite to him, and he felt uncomfortable. Playing together every day is intimate. Wu Zhen said to Li Mantun again: "Lao Li, tell you a story about Lao Zhang." This is what Lin Ling and Wang Changqing said, and it is absolutely true. Lao Zhang was too naughty when he was a child, and often secretly went swimming in the big river. His grandmother was worried all day long, so she asked a blind man to tell him his fate. Guess what life the blind man calculated for him? Hehe, the blind man told his grandmother to rest assured, this kid can't die. Why? Because this kid is too evil, the ghost sees sorrow, and he doesn't want to throw the ghost in the ghost's nest. So I can't die, my life is big.

Lao Li, don't worry. Besides, do you think Lao Zhang looks like he is going to die? The evil spirit you mentioned met Lao Zhang, and he was unlucky. Oh, Lao Zhang likes to soak in hot baths. Instead of worrying blindly, you might as well ask the armed police comrade to help boil some hot water and wait for him to come back and take a bath. Wu Zhen said a lot, but there was only one purpose, to distract Li Mantun and pull him back from a tendon state. It will be useless for him to go to the other side now, but will become a burden to Zhang Qiusheng.

Not to mention that everyone persuaded and stopped Li Mantun on the phone, and then went back to talk about Zhang Qiusheng.

Zhang Qiusheng steadied his horse, clenched the copper stick with both hands, and made a posture of concentrating on defense. Whether it is a god or a demon, a human or a ghost, this look will think that he is struggling to support, and will continue to increase his attack power. In fact, this guy is savoring the essence of the spiritual attack, accumulating experience for his compound brain remnant improvement formula. He was not afraid of mental attacks, but he didn't want to make it easy for the opponent who carried out such attacks, so he deliberately made a difficult expression. This guy can't forget the scourge and the prank whenever and wherever he is. If the gods beat him according to the method of splitting his head and covering his face just now, Zhang Qiusheng really won't be able to support it for long, how can his flesh and blood body withstand the endless blows of all kinds of debris, even if his internal strength is deep, there will be a time when it will be exhausted.

The gods were deceived by the illusion made by Zhang Qiusheng, and continued to intensify their offensive. Zhang Qiusheng's mind had all kinds of terrifying and bloody visions, but these illusions were all Western-style, no more terrifying than the eighteen-story hell in a Chinese temple. It's nothing more than something that dips a person in a pool of blood, or a poisonous snake bites a person's body, or a dinosaur-like monster that breathes fire, or a witch in a black robe and a long long hat screams, etc. These are simply pediatrics for Chinese boys. Especially for people who know that this is just a way of mental attack, it has no effect at all, but feels ridiculous.

But Zhang Qiusheng still looked nervous and scared, in addition to learning mental attacks, he was also dragging time. The sky was always bright, and he knew that the so-called gods were nothing more than spiritual creatures without physical bodies, but only spiritual creatures with duties. As long as there is no physical body, no matter how powerful the spiritual creature is, it will not be able to see the sun, at least its power will be greatly reduced in the sun.

In this way, Zhang Qiusheng seems to be going crazy anytime and anywhere, but he has never gone crazy. It seems that it is going to fall anytime and anywhere, but it never falls.

The first to be impatient was the gods. The depressed god probably, maybe, probably realized that he had been tricked, and the dignified god was actually tricked by a mortal, which also hurt his self-esteem too much.

A ghost wearing a black robe, cloak, holding a long-handled scythe, and a blurred face exuding a dead aura suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Qiusheng, and he knew that this appearance was the god of death in Western legends. Death seems to be illusory and real, and it is like fiction and reality. This time it's not like just now, everything just now is an illusion. Zhang Qiusheng didn't dare to move, he didn't know what trap would be behind this picture.

The Grim Reaper wielded a scythe and let out a sharp roar, slashing at Zhang Qiusheng with the breath of death. In a panic, Zhang Qiusheng pinched a sticky word trick, which was the most smooth technique he used.

After all, the god of death is also a god, and the sticky word trick has little effect on him, and he only delayed him for a short time, and the sickle still swept towards Zhang Qiusheng's neck. The breath of death pierced Zhang Qiusheng's skin with an icy chill, making people feel that you were actually nothing more than a grassy plant waiting to be harvested by this scythe.

Of course, Zhang Qiusheng will not be affected by these feelings, although the sticky word trick only made the god of death stunned for a short time, but this small meeting was enough for him.