Jinchaji contains the head of Langya Mountain and Taihang Mountain Range, and in the current Hebei Province, the base area is mountainous and easy to hide.

"The lamb is numb, the little devil is killing us, bang, let's fight with them!" In the rough stone tile house, the man slammed the wooden table, desperate

"Click." The table was loose, as if a piece of wood had cracked but it wasn't noticeable. The crowd who was thinking dullly was also taken aback, and glanced at the man who had broken the jar with displeasure.

"Tut-tut, look at what you said, it seems that we can live in peace with the little devil." Jute Pole sneered and sneered.

"Huang Zhengzi, what are you talking about!" Hong Zhuang's eyes widened, looking at the thin man in front of him extremely unhappy, slammed the wooden table, and with a "click", the nail made of wood was the first to break and couldn't bear it, and collapsed with a bang, and no one was hurt.

"Hmph" Jute Pole glanced at the big man who was so strong that it leaked oil on the opposite side, and then thought of his hard and simple body, and finally turned into a cold snort.

Gan Chunhong watched coldly from the sidelines, looking at the battalion commander Xu Yang who was drinking water from his mouth. His dedication to tasting it seemed that boiled water could also drink the taste of Tieguanyin.

Look at the calm 'bosses' again: some look at the dirt between their nails, some twist their heads to the jute pole to watch them tear up, and some rub their feet, Gan Chunhong saw that they didn't mention anything about the number, and her eyes became even colder.

"That's it! What a noise! If you want to fight, go back, don't give Lao Tzu crooked. Battalion Commander Xu Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and after scolding them, he was about to leave with his cup.

Seeing that Camp Commander Xu, who was pretending to be confused, left, the cold and silent Gan Chunhong reminded: "Camp Chief Xu, how is the number?" ”。

"This needs to be discussed." Camp Commander Xu paused, wanting to refuse with his will, but then thought that he was not a hairy boy, so he left room for it.

Looking at Camp Commander Xu and leaving, Gan Chun's red and silver teeth bit secretly: The dog's eyes look down on people.

"Captain, what are we going to do?" Camp Commander Xu, who followed Li Huaer's team for a long time, sighed and asked Gan Chunhong.

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