Chapter 7 007 I'm provoking you
On the training ground, Long Xiaoqi was extremely unhappy and began to run laps. Although he was not happy with one hundred and twenty, he had to follow Zhao Ying's order. It's just a matter of getting two legs, and you should have met this female madman. I can't afford to provoke it, just hide more in the future.
Long Xiaoqi comforted himself like this, but the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed at all. He was beaten by a woman, and the dignified seven-foot old man was beaten by a woman, but he couldn't beat the other party......
"Well, run faster, come on." Zhao Ying pinched the wine jug and sat on the edge of the training ground to cheer for Long Xiaoqi.
Hearing this, Long Xiaoqi really wanted to be mad, and the feeling of grievance became more and more intense. But he knew very well that as long as he dared to show any dissatisfaction, he would inevitably provoke this female madman, and he would definitely have to be beaten again.
Bear with it, endure it!
Lap after lap, lap after lap, Long Xiaoqi ran unhurriedly. Rao used to train himself at home non-stop, and after running 10 kilometers, he began to be a little overwhelmed.
His steps began to slow down, as if they were filled with lead, and each time he lifted forward, it was laborious. At the same time, his breathing became rapid and messy, and he began to gasp for air.
"Well, can't you run? Can't it work? Zhao Ying sipped the liquor while making a soft and glutinous sound to Long Xiaoqi.
"Whew! Whew! β¦β¦β
Long Xiaoqi, who was panting, glanced at Zhao Ying, not only did not speed up, but slowed down the speed, with a hippie smile. He is not a person who is easily provoked, men can't provoke him, and women can't provoke him.
Seeing Long Xiaoqi's hippie smile, Zhao Ying was still smiling, and her expression was the same as always. It seems that he didn't see Long Xiaoqi's soft resistance, or that he didn't put Long Xiaoqi's reaction on him at all.
"Instructor, the cooking class is ready for wine and food, let's ......" Old Jiang Xing rushed over and reported to Zhao Ying.
"Well, we'll talk about drinking later." Zhao Ying fiddled with the wine jug, stared at Long Xiaoqi's running figure and said, "Old Jiang, you don't carry the flag this time." β
"What?" Old Jiang immediately widened his eyes and asked, "Why?" If I don't resist the flag, who else can carry the battle flag? Who is qualified to carry it? β
He was the only flag guard in the Battle Flag Company, the last flag guard. If he doesn't carry the flag, then there will be no one to carry it. Because no one is qualified, as far as the current situation is concerned, only he, Lao Jiang, can represent the Battle Flag Company.
"Well, after resisting the flag, you are leaving, if you leave, the battle flag company will be gone, and the battle flag company will be gone, and there will be no flag guards anymore." Zhao Ying stared into Lao Jiang's eyes and said, "I can't decide the fate of the Battle Flag Company, but I can let the Flag Guards pass it on." In other words, even if the Battle Flag Company is gone, there are people who will pass on the Battle Flag Company and the Flag Guards forever! β
Zhao Ying's voice is still soft and glutinous, but her tone is full of firmness and confidence. The Battle Flag Company will inevitably be abolished, and she has no choice, but the removal of the Battle Flag Company does not mean that the Flag Protector will disappear forever.
Lao Jiang's eyes lit up, and he followed Zhao Ying's gaze to look at Long Xiaoqi, who was running unhurriedly. He had already guessed what the instructor wanted to do, and the instructor wanted to help him, or help the Battle Flag Company train a flag guard, the last flag guard!
"Loyalty, faith, indispensable, this is the most basic requirement of the flag guard!" Lao Jiang said in a deep voice with a serious face: "Instructor, you know, the flag guards are not what anyone wants to be, if there is no loyalty, I would rather the flag guards disappear forever." β
"Well, his father is a dragon fighter, is that enough?" Zhao Ying threw out a sentence lightly, raised her head and took a sip of wine.
Hearing this, Lao Jiang's face was shocked, and then his eyes began to turn red, and he stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at Long Xiaoqi in the distance, constantly humming his lips. But his lips moved for a long time, and he didn't say a word.
Suddenly, Lao Jiang's body suddenly stood straight and straight, like a flagpole supporting the fluttering battle flag on the battlefield. The cheeks, full of vicissitudes, became extremely serious, and the somewhat reddened eyes began to become deep and focused, as if facing the most solemn thing.
"How many kilometers are left?" Old ginger made a deep voice that he had never made before.
This voice can only be made by a predator, full of the smoke of the battlefield, full of gloom after a bloody battle.
"Twenty kilometers." Zhao Ying replied.
"Twenty kilometers, in 68 minutes!" Lao Jiang stared at Zhao Ying undoubtedly and said, "If it is completed, I will train him to be a flag guard; If it doesn't work, I'll send him away and send him to the Dragon Yin Army! β
This is not negotiable, if it can be completed, let Long Xiaoqi become the real flag protector of the Battle Flag Company. If it can't be done, he will be sent to the Dragon Yin Army. And sending it to the Long Yin army is the last thing Lao Jiang can do.
If someone else hears Lao Jiang's words, they can't wait to become Long Xiaoqi, and then they can't finish it happily.
O Dragon Hidden Troops, the ultimate dream of soldiers, the gathering place of dragons!
Zhao Ying nodded, rarely put down the wine jug in his hand, walked to the center of the runway, and said loudly to Long Xiaoqi: "Long Zhang's grandson!" Son of Dragon War! Long Da's younger brotherβ"
Long Xiaoqi's eyes instantly narrowed, staring at Zhao Ying.
"68 minutes, 20 kilometers!" Zhao Ying stared at Long Xiaoqi with a terrifying look, and said word by word: "Long-home-, the sky is falling!" β
Long Xiaoqi's footsteps slowly stopped, standing in front of Zhao Ying, his pupils burst out with a bright light like a book of stars, looking down at the other party.
Zhao Ying is only 1.72 meters, while Long Xiaoqi is more than 1.8 meters tall. When she was looked down on by Long Xiaoqi at close range, she actually felt a sense of oppression.
She thought it was weird, because she knew all too well what kind of person she was and what she had experienced. But standing here, I feel oppressed by Long Xiaoqi, a rookie egg, I am afraid that no one will believe it if I say it to anyone.
"Are you provoking me?" Long Xiaoqi made a vicious sound.
"Well, if I provoke you again, the sky of the Long family will fall." Zhao Ying's voice became soft and glutinous again, and she pursed her lips and smiled: "Done, you are the last flag guard; If you can't finish it, you are a dragon of the Dragon Hidden Army, choose for yourself. β
Long Xiaoqi turned his head and glanced at Lao Jiang viciously, and continued to stare at Zhao Ying with a downward posture: "Woman, are you married?" β
"Huh?" Zhao Ying was stunned for a moment.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Long Xiaoqi asked again.
"Hmm......" Zhao Ying hummed again and frowned.
"Hahahaha......" Long Xiaoqi raised his head and laughed wildly, hugged his arms and said: "According to the gap between the roots of your two legs when you usually walk, you can preliminarily judge that you are still in the same place." You are a heavy drinker and have such a large scar on your face that you can tell that many people are intimidated by you, and almost no one will attack you. Also, if you ask me if I look like a woman, it proves that you care a lot about your gender in the eyes of others. Based on this, I can tell that you are a person who doesn't even know what it's like to kiss your mouth. β
Zhao Ying's face began to turn red, and this blush was definitely not the cause of alcohol.
"Flag Guards? Hidden Dragon Troops? Hehe, I Long Xiaoqi don't care at all, this bet is too painful for me, I want a new bet! Long Xiaoqi was vicious mixed with domineering, and said to Zhao Ying very toughly: "If it's done, then let me teach you how to kiss!" Woman, Zhao Ying!! β
After finishing speaking, Long Xiaoqi rudely pushed away Zhao Ying and rushed frantically down the runway.
The sky fell? That's right, the sky is falling, but there is still the ground to hold on!
Long Xiaoqi, who was running wildly, was completely an evil dragon, he didn't think about whether he could run twenty kilometers in 68 minutes, all he could think of was that only their dragon family's sky had fallen. He has to avenge the dragon war, and he has to find his third sister and little brother.
He didn't run wild because of a bet, and he didn't break out crazy because he became a flag guard, he was for himself and for the entire Long family.
It's my battle!
Seeing the appearance of the dragon and the little seven evil dragons, Zhao Ying picked up the wine jug and sipped the liquor a little distractedly. And the old Jiang next to him burst into tears with excitement, because he clearly felt the once familiar breath on Long Xiaoqi's body.
"It's too similar, it's too similar, Long Xiaoqi is so similar to the company commander!" Lao Jiang clenched his fists and said fiercely: "This is the breath of the dragon, fierce and incomprehensible, based on war, in the name of evil!" β
The company commander that Lao Jiang said was none other than Long Xiaoqi's father, Long Zhan. It's a legend of the past, a legend of the present. In the earliest days, Long Zhan was the company commander of the Battle Flag Company, the flag guard, and the last company commander of the Battle Flag Company.
After him, the battle flag company only had instructors, and there was no company commander. And back then, Lao Jiang was a rookie who followed Long Zhan, how could he not know what the aura on his company commander was?
Not only did he know the company commander, he also knew Long Da, and now he clearly felt Long Xiaoqi's. It is even said that the aura of Long Zhan on Long Da is not as strong as Long Xiaoqi's, and this richness lies in an evil!