Lang Zhan didn't know what Zhu Hao's identity was, but since he was able to make Chen Xiaoping, a major general, politely call him a director, he must have a certain status. Bayi?? Chinese??. Not to mention Chen Xiaoping, he is a major general himself. What about Ouyang Jian? is just a colonel, a colonel dares to play tricks in front of a major general, Lang Zhan's eyes rolled, and he couldn't help but look at Ouyang Jian twice. At this glance, I actually saw that the doorway was coming, and I actually felt a little familiar.

Acquaintance? Thinking like this, Ouyang Nan's heroic face naturally appeared in his mind, and when he looked at Ouyang Jian again, the more he looked at it, the more he felt like it. Could this kid be Ouyang Nan's younger brother? This thought flashed in Lang Zhan's heart, he stretched out his right hand and touched the green stubble on his chin, and picked up the idea of watching the play, wondering how Chen Xiaoping and Zhu Hao would deal with this situation.

Lang Zhan did not have a systematic plan for his future, but since the First World War of the "Holy Pit", he knew that it was impossible for him to return to his old life. In the future, even if you go abroad, you will definitely have to go incognito. So, what to do in the country? After a little thought, he knew that the military camp should be his only choice. Regardless of anything else, the state will certainly not allow people like itself to be displaced into society.

If Ouyang Jian took off his military uniform, with the tone and style of his speech, he could lead to a brawl in minutes. Lang Zhan, Chen Xiaoping, and Zhu Hao flew all the way, thinking that they all knew something about their temperament. Just when he was waiting to watch a good show, waiting for Chen Xiaoping to lead people to Ouyang Jian to fight, what he didn't expect was that Chen Xiaoping was just black-skinned, but Zhu Hao, who had always played the role of a black-bellied man, stood up, he took off his suit and threw it to the ground, and then shouted: "Ouyang Jian, you will regret it!" ”

"Want to fight?! Lao Tzu can't ask for it! Ouyang Jian laughed, then took off the assault rifle and was putting it on the ground, when a captain who was dragging at the back of the team suddenly walked over and whispered in his ear.

This captain's every move did not break away from Lang Zhan's eagle eye. He was the only one in Ouyang Jian's group who wore a helmet, judging from the fact that the helmet was equipped with an antenna and a microphone, it was obvious that he was playing a role like a communication soldier. Just now, he held down his helmet and nodded subconsciously, so Lang Zhan knew that he must have received some instructions or messages from outside.

Ouyang Jian's brows furrowed, he put the gun in his hand, took half a step forward, narrowed the distance between himself and Zhu Hao to only a dozen centimeters, stared at Zhu Hao with his eyes, and roared: "Lao Tzu has other tasks, I don't have time to play children's games with you." To be fair, let's let Lang Zhan choose for himself, how?! ”

It sounded like a suggestion, but Ouyang Jian obviously didn't need Zhu Hao's answer, his body moved half a step to the left, he looked at Lang Zhan, looked him up and down again, and said with a grin on the corner of his mouth: "Lang Zhan, give you the power to choose, us or them." As a friendly reminder, although Qinglong has not been established for a long time, it is famous for producing generals. By the way, you may not know Zhu Hao's military rank, right? I tell you, Major! ”

Zhu Hao was much older than Ouyang Jian, but his rank was two levels behind. Exposing people's shortcomings in front of them is equivalent to directly slapping people in the face, since Zhu Hao made a move of stripping and roaring, he was obviously ready to do it, and when he heard this, his face turned purple, and he roared again: "Ouyang Jian-"

"Shh Ouyang Jian raised his index finger and made a silent gesture towards him, and then looked at Lang Zhan with anticipation.

Lang Zhan looked at him expressionlessly, his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't mean to speak.

Five seconds, ten seconds, a minute passed, Ouyang Jian's eyes revealed an impatient look, and then, his right hand suddenly grabbed Lang Zhan's left hand and said, "If you don't speak, I'll just take you by default!" Brothers, take away! ”

Zhu Hao kept staring at him, and before his right hand stretched out, Zhu Hao thrust over.

As if he had expected Zhu Hao's reaction, Ouyang Jian kicked his right foot quickly and ruthlessly, forcing Zhu Hao to jump back and get out of the way, and his right hand continued to stretch forward, grabbing Lang Zhan's left arm hanging on his chest.

Lang Zhan's left arm had been treated by Chen Xiaoping's military doctor and had been put on a plaster cast. Ouyang Jian's right hand was stretched out, and Lang Zhan had the urge to punch his face to bloom, but thinking that this person had a lot to do with Ouyang Nan, he clenched and released his right hand, allowing Ouyang Jian to grab him.

Ouyang Jian grabbed Lang Zhan's wrist, and his face showed a hint of triumph. He has seen a lot of things that want to refuse and welcome, and since Lang Zhan let him grab his wrist, it is logical for him to think about the next thing. He saw Zhu Hao stretch out his hand to pull him, kicked him diagonally again, and then his face suddenly sank, and he roared: "Fight!" As long as no one lives, everything has me! ”

Lang Zhan had heard that there was a tradition in many armies of Renguo that a soldier who could not fight was not a good soldier. Therefore, as long as there is no mutilation and death, the punishment for fighting in the army is very lenient, and the soldiers who participate in the fight must worry about the fight and must not lose. Because once you lose, you will be locked up in a small black house at the lightest, and you will be beaten by the board at the worst, and you will lose your life.

Ouyang Jian said that they were from the Qinglong Special Service, and since the Qinglong Special Service had the word "special", it must be a rush of the special forces. Zhu Hao and his subordinates, although they did not explain the specific source, Lang Zhan could conclude from observation that these people were also practitioners. Special forces fighting? Lang Zhan's eyes flickered, and he became interested.

As soon as Ouyang Jian finished speaking, his subordinates immediately rushed up to intercept Zhu Hao, and Zhu Hao's people also rushed up, and the two sides didn't talk nonsense at all, and they threw their weapons to the ground and fought together.

The soldiers fight, and they are all practitioners, fists to the flesh, and the scene is very good-looking. Lang Zhan was watching with relish, Ouyang Jian pulled him and said, "Let's go-"

Lang Zhan glanced at him, didn't say anything, and his feet were rooted in the ground. Ouyang Jian didn't have the strength at first, and of course he couldn't drag him. "This bastard is still hypocritical—" He sneered, his hands strengthened, and then his body stiffened, and the expression on his face was not good-Lang Zhan stood there like a pile, and he used seven points of strength to make Lang Zhan move. That's not all, he didn't feel anything special when he started to hold Lang Zhan's left wrist, but at this time, he felt as if he was holding the handle of the gun. He raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at Lang Zhan, the expression on his face was very unkind, and he tilted his head and said, "What? Hypocrisy with me? Do you really think of yourself as a bowl of food? Come with me honestly, we can still eat in the same pot in the future - don't toast and don't eat and drink! The last sentence came out with a roar.

In Lang Zhan's heart, he originally just defined Ouyang Jian as a gentleman, but for the sake of Ouyang Nan's face, he didn't want to worry about him. What he didn't expect was that Ouyang Jian's fault was far worse than that of Bi Xuan, and the word "stupid" had to be added in front of Xuan. In Ouyang Jian's roar, he looked over, and finally had an expression on his face. In fact, until Ouyang Jian said this, he had the mentality of watching the drama and was not ready to get involved.

Lang Zhan adjusted his mentality quickly, of course, maybe it was the peaceful scene he saw along the way that made him relax the tight string in his heart. Therefore, after using Professor Cole's method to carry out frequent self-psychological suggestion, that is, repeatedly saying to himself in his heart, "This is not a battlefield, I am no longer a mercenary", now he has been able to adapt to the state of rubbing shoulders with Chen Xiaoping and Zhu Hao, and sometimes he can even take the initiative to take Chen Xiaoping's shoulder. However, this in no way means that he can tolerate anyone's aggression against him.

Moreover, Ouyang Jian's arrogant behavior caused him extreme disgust from the beginning. As a mercenary, whether on the battlefield or outside the battlefield, no matter in which country (except for Renguo), it is a person who crosses the river and walks sideways, where can other people pretend to be in front of him. Force. With a slight shake of his left hand, he took a step back without a trace, and got rid of Ouyang Jian lightly and skillfully. Then, to everyone's surprise, he actually used his right hand to brush the wrist of his left hand that had been grabbed by Ouyang Jian, as if he had a psychological cleanliness habit.

Lang Zhan finished doing this very elegantly, and then looked at Ouyang Jian, with a cold temperament on his face - pretending to be forced, who wouldn't?

"!" Ouyang Jian obviously didn't expect Lang Zhan to come to such a hand, or he had never been disobeyed and humiliated in front of him like this, he first turned red, then smacked, raised his foot and kicked towards Lang Zhan's crotch.

Ouyang Jian is obviously a cannon temper, and he will kill him directly if he doesn't agree with him. However, this time he was destined to kick the iron plate. The scar on Lang Zhan's face jumped, and he gently let go of it quietly, and spit out four words coldly: "Don't force me!" ”

"! Dress up with Lao Tzu. Force! Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Ouyang Jian was furious, threw the gun to the ground, jumped up and kicked it directly, this time the target was Lang Zhan's lower abdomen.

"Look for death!" Lang Zhan continued to cherish words like gold, but the content and tone of his speech were really infuriating. As he spoke, he didn't see his body shaking, and his right foot had already arrived first, kicking Ouyang Jian's right thigh first.

Ouyang Jianren had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, Lang Zhan's kick was very skillful, and with a "bang", Ouyang Jian fell out directly three or four meters away and smashed to the ground.

There are many people on Ouyang Jian's side, and his fighting skills are obviously above Zhu Hao's people. So when the whole audience was fighting, there were several people on their side who could only stand by because they had no opponents.

Well, until now, they all still behave a little bit of a military man.

Several onlookers were shocked when they saw Ouyang Jian being kicked away by Lang Zhan, and immediately someone shouted "Sword Shao, are you okay?" and rushed over. The other two glanced at each other and pounced on Lang Zhan in tacit understanding.

"Get out of here!" Ouyang Jian roared, got up by himself, and shouted: "Shen Hai, Chen Wei, don't scruple, as long as you don't kill you, everything else is mine!" ”

Ouyang Jian said ruthlessly, Lang Zhan was extremely disgusted by the sentence "as long as you don't kill you", a sneer naturally hung on his lips, and the beating sparks in the depths of his eyes seemed to be doused with gasoline, and they burst into flames with a "boom".