Seeing the helicopter without a propeller flying downward, Zhan Xia Ge threw off the self-defense pistol that he had emptied all the bullets and pulled out the tiger tooth fighting saber on his body.

At this time, all the audiences around the world have seen a scene that they will never forget!

The hero's middle [***] people, the respectable middle [***] people, make people suspect that they are almost unbeatable middle [***] people, I don't know how many young people compete to follow suit, how many flower season girls let out crazy screams for it, men, pure men...... Zhan Xia Ge actually carried his tiger tooth fighting saber that he didn't know how much enemy blood he had drunk, and waved it in the air. At the beginning, all the special forces soldiers in the world widened their eyes, wanting to learn a set of dagger assassination techniques from this [***] person who had surprised them too much, but when they looked at it, the more they looked at it, the more confused they became, and in the end, the world's 200,000 special forces soldiers who were staring at this incident with wide eyes all stretched out a middle finger and issued a word with a different syllable but similar meaning from their mouths: "! ”

Look at the tiger tooth fighting saber waving back and forth in the warrior singer, that kind of chaos, that kind of fierceness, that kind of splash, that kind of wild, that kind of hysteria, that kind of madness, that kind of whirring wind, no matter how people look at it, they will involuntarily think of it, when they are in a hurry, they will take off their shoes and knock on the man's head, holding a kitchen knife in their hands, they dare to insult their hooligans, and fight for a rural village woman who lives for her life!

"it! I'll let you follow us every day with strafing and bombing, and constantly dropping soldiers downward! ”

Zhan Xia Ge waved the tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand, which represented the dignity and pride of the iron-blooded soldiers, and stood on the cliff, jumping and screaming and roaring and shouting, "Now you are dumbfounded, it's over, you kicked the iron plate, all of them were not smashed into meat paste and smashed into meat cakes, and they are going to become roast pigs, right?!" Hahahaha...... You turtle sons bastards, I fuck the banana wax pulling of the 36th generation of your ancestors Banban Grandma, you old ladies drink porridge against the wall, despicable and shameless, hard, filthy, and rotten, usually only know how to jump into the grave of the dead, open the widow's door, put bombs in the bus, sell drugs and sell silver, gather people to gamble, go to restaurants to eat and don't pay for rotten goods, say you are fat, you gasp, say that you urinate high, you say that you don't work hard! In fact, you are just a group of eunuchs who have already lost their needles, and you don't open your eyes to see it fucking clearly, who am I, brother?! Hahahahaha......ha

The speaking experts who were in charge of watching the mouth shape of the warrior song and translating it on the spot were all dumbfounded. In terms of spoken language, they are experts, but they have not lived in China for seven or eight years, how can they really understand the richness and variety of swear words in the Chinese Chinese language? How could they let their thinking keep up with the classic routine of the war song, which is like the overflowing of the Yellow River? !

Looking at the wreckage of the helicopter in the canyon, the anger that had been chased and killed endlessly for more than a month was finally swept away, and at this moment it was really so excited that it was almost impossible to suppress it.

At this time, the warrior song actually made an amazing move again.

With his right hand again, he raised the tiger tooth fighting saber above his head, and then he placed his left hand in front of a man's most subtle and provocative shock wave in the lower abdomen, and then, like the rising flames, began to twist his body in an almost bewitching motion.

At this moment, Zhan Xia Ge's body looks like a snake that is constantly trembling, constantly twisting all kinds of soft, provocative, and even nosebleed-like movements there. Although our warrior song looked thin after nearly three months of hard fighting, and his face was still painted with black-green camouflage oil, he had melted into the rhythm of the rising flames, constantly shaking his fart...... Well, that noble buttocks are still very emotional.

And he definitely didn't catch up with his left hand two centimeters from a certain critical position in his lower abdomen, where he swayed back and forth up and down, left and right, and even saw the girls in front of the TV who had already become loyal fans of the war song, and their little hearts beat with the tom tom.

And the tiger tooth fighting saber in the right hand of Zhan Xia Ge is ...... Not to mention.

God knows if the war hero song now imagines it as a must-have prop and virgin killer when it is a pickle girl...... Rose! The tiger tooth fighting saber was in the master's hand, and he was unwilling to twist and turn with him, and on the top of the head of the war song, drawing one large or small circle after another.

In an information room of the Fifth Special Unit, Old Principal Zheng Xun found that he was about to collapse, he reached out to cover his forehead, and said in a voice that was almost moaning: "Can anyone tell me, what is this kid smoking crazy now?!" ”

"Hmmm......"

Instructor Li Xiangshang cleared his throat, looking at Zhan Xia Ge twisting his body back and forth with his eyes closed, his face had unconsciously brought out a look that could only be described as "Yindang", and Instructor Li Xiangshang said uncertainly: "I think Zhan Xia Song is dancing now...... His own helicopter-style hula! If you put aside the erotic eyes and just interpret it by body language, I personally think that his constantly writhing body should represent the wreckage of the burning helicopter, and the tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand with a small circle may be regarded as representing the smashed propeller of the helicopter, right?! ”

Speaking of this, Instructor Li Xiangshang suddenly closed his mouth, because at this time, Zhan Xia Song was dancing his self-created helicopter-style hula dance, and at the same time, he was definitely getting carried away and singing his war song.

The program director of the state-level television stations that broadcast this thrilling desert special operation 24 hours a day stared at the lip translation experts with a nervous face, and shouted: "No matter what, you must show what this Chinese [***] person is saying now in front of every audience in front of the TV in its original form!" Ratings, ratings, this is the most essential and most important part of this show! ”

The lip translation expert grabbed the microphone, stared at the lips of the warrior song, and said uncertainly: "He seems to be singing a song!" ”

The program director was already going crazy, and despite the fact that his voice might be transmitted to all the audience along the airwaves, he slapped the table and yelled, "Don't care what he's singing, even if he's singing a song scolding our president, you have to translate it for me!" If you can't, you're going to fuck me out and go home as soon as possible! ”

"Okay, then I'll try!"

The lip translation expert tried to open his mouth and whispered, "yes yes yes...... Oh yes...... Oh yes yes yes yes...... Oh, hmm, oh, hmm, oh~~~~!! ”

"Poof......!"

The audience in front of the TV sprayed countless meals for a while, where is this singing, this is purely a ghost crying, it is a god number, it is the big bad wolf wolf after the estrus period, the most naked pervert-style howl at the moon.

At this time, for the sake of their careers and the money in their pockets, those lip translation experts still blushed and continued to faithfully transmit the songs sung by the warriors to the ears of every audience: "The moonlight stars are sparsely zombied, and they want to turn the world into hell, oh oh, the horses and rivers are far away, the world is free, the hero is not afraid of being too low, the pride is higher than the sky, oh oh, I came from the mountains, with orchid grass, oh oh, gogogo, tired, oh oh tired, wow wow, oh oh ......"

God knows what kind of play he sang, God knows what emotions he wanted to express in this moment, God knows if he could sing a complete song. Anyway, he closed his eyes there, and completely entered the realm of Yiyin that he was intoxicated with and self-admiring, and the tiger tooth fighting saber in his hand was shaken faster and faster by him in the sigh, and his hips with a sense of surname were twisting more and more.

In the end, what kick it dance, what hula dance, what break dance, what Spanish bullfighter bullfighter's bullfighting dance, anyway, as long as the warrior song has seen it, he can twist his body and imitate it a few times, and he is not ashamed to perform it again. Eventually, he threw off his shirt and exposed his chest to the air, and he stood on the cliff and performed a move that a bodybuilder would only use during a competition.

Seeing the action of the war hero song so funny that it must not enter the eyes of the second person, the laughter and smiles of those audience suddenly froze completely.

In the bright sunlight, they could clearly see the muscles of Zhan Xia Ge that although they were thin, they were still full of explosive power, and what really moved them and made them awe again was the scars on Zhan Xia Ge's body, one by one, light or heavy, long or short, densely intertwined.

These wounds include penetrating wounds from bullets, scratches from shrapnel, burns, frostbite, cuts from enemy bayonets, and bruises caused by his body falling to the ground while dodging bullets......

Some of these scars have spent a considerable amount of time with the warrior song, and now even the scars have fallen off, leaving only faint red marks, but you really don't need to look carefully, you can clearly see these scars, because ...... There are too many of them, and the faint red marks on the chest and back of the warrior song, forming a dense net, so many that you can't ignore it at all, let alone ignore it.

There were still some scars, still oozing thin blood, and when Zhan Xia Ge wiped it casually, a faint bright red rose on his skin, which looked like the oil paint that a bodybuilder had applied on his body before going on stage to participate in the competition.

When Zhan Xia Ge stood proudly on the top of the cliff in the wind, using his scarred body to pose like an exaggerated bodybuilder, what spewed out from his not too inflated muscles was the most powerful, without a trace of impurities!

At this moment, looking at the warrior song that was like a frog, holding his breath and deliberately puffing out his muscles, and facing the canyon where there was no living person, all of them had the same thought in their hearts: "He looks, really, so beautiful!" ”

(To be continued)