Before the people arrived, the ruthless words grew wings and flew over first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

I didn't put Zhang Tengren and them in my eyes at all, and the gangsters just said this in private on weekdays, everyone had to keep a face to see each other, and now this scene, hey, taking a step back means that you can't raise your head anymore.

After all, a gangster is a gangster, this bastard who doesn't have a long brain can say a word, Zhang Tengren doesn't have to continue to struggle, he just can't do it if he wants to.

None of the dozen or so people who had just come off the bread thought there was anything wrong with this, and they were all like cats watching mice, waiting to see a good show.

"Hmph, what if I don't pay it, what can you do?"

Zhang Tengren also looked disdainful and said with a cold snort.

The gangsters who were shouting just now were stunned, but they didn't expect Zhang Tengren to directly push his words back.

"Then let you see Brother Xiong's methods, so that you can know why the flowers are so red!"

The feeling of being confronted by others is extremely unpleasant, especially when he is forced to be ironic, which makes the bastard even more annoyed.

Keeping a board inch, wearing a pair of cowboys, and carrying a mountain knife, this bastard raised the knife and pointed at Zhang Tengren obliquely, and the thick back and thin blade of the blade made people feel daunted.

Even if this bastard knew each other, he didn't rush up and single-handedly pick up Zhang Tengren and a group of them, but stood outside the gate and joined the previous ruffians and hooligans.

"You, it's you, Zhang Tengren, there is a kind of Lao Tzu out-"

One after another, a group of gangsters gathered outside the factory, and the clamoring horse boy taunted Zhang Tengren and them even harder.

Zhang Tengren was indifferent.

But the more Zhang Tengren was indifferent, the more angry and arrogant this horse boy became.

The situation here was naturally noticed by the people in the factory, and more than a dozen people came one after another to stand behind Zhang Tengren.

These twenty or so workers are not empty in their hands, all of them are holding things, and there is still a lack of handy things in the steel mill?

The boy who was shouting at this time became quieter and quieter, until he shut up.

There was no one in the whole process, which made him not embarrassed. I wanted to show it hard, but it turned out to be embarrassing and ignored, which was embarrassing.

Seeing that the number of people in the factory is gradually increasing, the gangsters don't care - since they have been messing with Brother Xiong, they have always bullied others, and no one can really bully them, don't believe them to try?

They are accustomed to arrogance, and they walk with their eyes looking at the sky, how can they take this group of non-local workers in front of them in their eyes?

Most of the workers in the factory are honest people who live nearby, so how can they help Zhang Tengren and other outsiders?

Some workers had already brought in a crappy doctor from the factory to treat the pilot's wound briefly, and by the way, an ambulance was called.

Before it was a minute, the crappy doctor told him to rush the man to the hospital, then turned around and went back to the infirmary.

Is the lame doctor thinking that the pilot is dying soon, and he will be sent to the hospital to obey the fate of God?

Zhang Tengren did not take the initiative to provoke trouble, but he did not take a step back, and the twenty-odd people just looked at Ma Zai opposite and acted by himself, but there was no trace of appreciation in his eyes, but he was full of indifference and anger.

The anger hidden in his eyes only needed an opportunity to erupt and burn all the obstacles.

A few gangster bosses, you look at me, I look at you, and I haven't come up with a unified opinion yet.

Just then, a slight siren sounded in my ears.

The van reacted the fastest, and it can be said that it had early experience, so it drove over unhurriedly, and dozens of thugs quickly got into the car.

"Lucky for you today, don't be too happy, this is not over, you wait for me-"

Ma Zai, who had left a cruel word, quickly got into the van and soon disappeared from Zhang Tengren's sight.

As soon as the dozens of gangsters here withdrew, a police car arrived over there.

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Qinling base.

On this cold day, a group of shirtless soldiers with exposed tendons and flesh are conducting all kinds of training, which is staggering.

On the huge training ground, Hao Zhao was supervising the rookies.

Perhaps these rookies should be called members of the Eagle Reserve, and the purpose of their desperate training is to enter this special operations force, which symbolizes the top elite in China.

Even being able to become a reserve officer is enough to make them happy.

It is better for a probationary member to have at least a chance to become a full member than not to have a chance at all.

But who among them understands the challenges of becoming a member of the Eagle Force?

Although every soldier who walked into the Qinling training base knew that it would be as difficult as walking a tightrope to become a member of the Eagle Force, it would be difficult for them to imagine that this was a unit with an average mission mortality rate of more than half, and it was also a unit that danced with death but had supreme glory!

How can they understand all about the Eagle Force?

They only know that the big waves sweep the sand, and what is left behind is real gold!

However, the rookies who have a cruel ideological consciousness and are ready to endure extreme and difficult conditions have no idea that what they have experienced in the base can only be regarded as teaching them various skills and survival skills, and as for training and testing, it has always been carried out on the cruel battlefield!

Life and death are only in a snap of a finger.

For the Eagle Army, this is the true meaning of the big waves!

However, after only two short missions, one-third of the people in the Qinling base have been called out due to various problems, and it is almost impossible for them to be qualified again.

The army is a place where you can't fake it, everyone can talk about it, and many people say it is much more beautiful than they do it - but it is useless! Water and fire are ruthless, guns and bullets have no eyes, even if you say flowers with your mouth, you can't let the bullets turn a corner and see you detour!

After the two missions, only the living ones know best how they feel.

The change was obvious, two simple small assignments, just a small test, eliminated a third of the people, and these people were almost permanently disqualified.

These people who remain now are a group of people worth cultivating.

As for the selection of the real elite, I don't know that it will be the Year of the Monkey.

What if everyone is not qualified? Such an extreme situation, although it has not yet occurred, is not impossible.

Hao Zhao stood in the training ground and felt that the temperament of the rookies had changed somewhat.

This kind of change is the first sign of emergence after having been on the battlefield, experiencing the rain of bullets, and seeing the blood and killing people.

A soldier who has not experienced the smoke of war is not a soldier in the true sense of the word.

When Hao Zhao was inspecting the training ground with a straight face, in the distance, the communicator from the confidential department hurriedly ran towards Hao Zhao.

(To be continued.) )