For Xiao Yuanchao's qiē, Dingdang, who is far away in Lanzhou, knows it clearly. A sentence of red murder is clear, she has always paid attention to Xiao Yuanchao, and she is particularly concerned.

In the face of the legend of the special armor unit, Xiao Yuanchao was only excited at the beginning, and after sitting down, he felt extremely relaxed.

Ding Dong is very easy-going, with a warm smile on his face all the time. Although she is close to fifty years old, her figure is as graceful as that of a thirty-year-old young woman, with no fat, no wrinkles, and a strong sense of maturity all over her body.

Perhaps only the eyes can tell her actual age: the vicissitudes of life.

Yes, the vicissitudes of life are transparent. The vicissitudes of life are the experience of Ding Dong for decades, and transparency is that she has eaten through the experience of decades and can understand what young people can never see.

"Sister Dingdong, what do you want to do?" King Shi asked Jingle Bell in a low voice.

His attitude is very respectful, and he seems to have a lot of respect for Ding Dong, and he doesn't dare to make the other party angry at all. But he saw what Ding Dong was thinking, and wanted to refuse, but he had to ask it tactfully.

"You know." Ding Dong smiled at King Shi Jun: "King Shi Jun, have you forgotten your lost braincase?" I'm used to being a cripple, don't you think there's anything wrong with it? ”

Hearing this, King Shi Jun's face turned pale, and a thick anger flashed in his eyes. But the anger comes and disappears quickly, replaced by self-deprecation and helplessness.

"Sister Dingdong, that's all over." King Shi Jun said softly.

"Passed? King Shijun, why do you think you have become so arrogant now? Ding Dong stared at King Shi Jun and reprimanded: "When your skull is smashed, when your right leg is knocked off, when we pull you off the line of death, the first warrior of the Dragon's Lair is finished!" You have a brain injury, and this injury directly turns you into what you are now, so that you are not even qualified to be an instructor! In front of Xiao Yuanchao, tear your scalp off! ”

"Sister Dingdong, I ......"

"Tear it off! Otherwise, get out! Jingle Bell's face was covered with frost and made a voice that could not be refuted.

Xiao Yuanchao, who was standing on the side, didn't know what was going on between the two of them, he looked at the cold Ding Dong, and then at the Shi Jun Wang, who was in pain, and cast a questioning look at Ding Dong on the side.

But Ding Dong gave him a look that I didn't know about, and motioned for him not to speak.

"Sister Dingdong, can you ......?"

"Can't!" Ding Dong pointed to Shi Junwang's nose and said, "If you refuse to tear your scalp off, don't set foot in my house from now on, and I won't recognize you from now on." Because in my heart, the first warrior of the dragon's nest, King Shi Jun, has long since died; Because if King Shi Jun is alive, it is absolutely impossible not to dare to face the reality. King Shi Jun is the first warrior of the Dragon Nest, and he is not even afraid of death, what else is he afraid of? ”

This is a typical agitation general, an agitation without the slightest disguise. Jingle Bell's eyes were full of contempt, full of contempt, full of contempt. And this kind of gaze was more clearly presented in the eyes of King Shi Jun than the undisguised method of agitation, which made King Shi Jun instantly thunderous and angry.

"Tear it up, tear it open, who is afraid of whom!" King Shi Jun glared and tore off his scalp.

"Whew!"

The scalp that should have been clinging to the head and attached to the flesh and blood was effortlessly torn off. There was no blood, no rolled flesh, no pain.

Shi Junwang's scalp is fake, the whole scalp is fake! And his skull is also fake, and you can wash it to see the peculiar luster emitted by the plastic.

The plastic skull is also equipped with nails that are smashed into it to stabilize the skull and prevent it from deforming.

Seeing King Shi Jun, who was clutching his scalp and exposing a skull made of plastic, Xiao Yuanchao was stunned. He and Shi Jun Chaoxi got along for a full year, eating and sleeping together every day, but he never knew that his boss had lost his skull.

The only thing he knew was that King Shi never had a haircut, and his hair was always that long!

Ding Dong on the side also showed a shocked expression, and the skull made of plastic was ...... How did this person survive, and what kind of injuries did he suffer in the first place?

"Xiao Yuanchao!" Ding Dong suddenly turned his head, and Yan Sù asked Xiao Yuanchao, "Do you know why King Shi Jun lost his skull?" Why did it become lame? ”

Xiao Yuanchao shook his head blankly, his eyes staring at Shi Junwang's plastic skull, and his eyes began to redden.

In his heart, the boss is his relative. Even though the boss likes to drink, and even though the boss sometimes likes to be impulsive and reckless, it feels a little out of place with the title of the first warrior of the Dragon's Lair. But the boss is the boss, the whole world wants to give him up, the only boss who refuses to give up his Xiao Yuanchao!

It turned out that the boss's head was long gone, and the boss's head had been hit hard......

"Want to know who smashed the boss's skull? Want to know who broke your boss's leg? Ding Dong asked Xiao Yuanchao.

"Yes!" Xiao Yuanchao's eyes danced with a flame of anger.

Yes, he thought, he wanted to know who had done the boss what he did. Maybe what happened in the past has nothing to do with him, but the boss is his only boss, the only tree he can rely on when he is most lost!

"What would you do if you met that person one day?" Ding Dong stared at Xiao Yuanchao's eyes and asked.

"I'll smash his skull and make his brain leak out of the air; I'll pull all the tendons out of his body and let him roll on the ground like an earthworm. Xiao Yuanchao had a cruel look on his face.

That's right, if he knows who persecuted the boss so much, then he will definitely cramp and peel that person!

"Hehehe, good, fierce enough." Ding Dong smiled, clapped his hands and said, "It's not because your words are fierce, but your eyes are too similar to that person at this time." There is no humanity, full of bestiality, hehehe. ”

At this moment, Jingle Bell seems to be a devil. All the light that the legend had placed on her disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a demon from hell who was extremely psychopathic because of hatred, and who showed his words, movements, and eyes.

But in the face of this demon, Xiao Yuanchao was not afraid at all, and even had a feeling of finding the same kind. He didn't know that when he used his life to survive to complete a murderous fight, the ferocity hidden in his bones began to break through the confinement and merge with the boiling blood.

"Ding Dong, this matter has nothing to do with Xiao Yuanchao." Shi Jun Wang said with a clanging bell.

"It's irrelevant, but do you know what Xiao Yuanchao's purpose is for you to take him to the playground?" Ding Dong stared into Xiao Yuanchao's eyes and asked softly, "Xiao Yuanchao, you want to get used to your adrenaline blowout, right?" Do you want to control your adrenaline rush? You want to figure out the guò a qiē stimulus to get yourself to the point of adaptation, and then get the power of the adrenaline rush, right? ”

"Yes! That's right! Xiao Yuanchao clenched his fists, stared at the fierce eyes and roared: "After I survived the death line during the adrenaline blowout, the survival of the son of a bitch is only worthy of being trampled under my feet and trampled by me!" Everyone has another side, and when my other side is peeled away by the clutter of survival, I believe, I firmly believe that what survival sees is fear, trembling! When he starts to fear, it means my victory! It's a miscellaneous, and the other side of me is not even a miscellaneous, losing morality, losing humanity, losing any behavior that is praised by people. （http：／／.)。 ”

"What's left?" Jingle Bell's eyes radiated a burning heat of anticipation.

"Faith!" Xiao Yuanchao glared at the fierce eyes and roared, "The only thing I can't lose is my faith, because this belief is the inheritance of our Xiao family!" Our Party, our Motherland, and our Chinese Nation! When all four of my brothers died for the country and the people, I became a devout fanatic under their trumpet! This is the source of my strength, this is the source of strength that I can trample on the crumbs of survival! ”

In the roar, Ding Dong's face changed, Shi Junwang's face changed, and Ding Dong's face also changed.

Strength! The source of Xiao Yuanchao's strength turned out to be faith, and he turned out to be a fanatical believer who regarded the motherland and the nation as faith!

If he is fierce, he is unstoppable; If you are fierce, you will be lawless!

ps: I have something to do when I go out these days, and I will come back in about four days, so for the time being, there are two shifts a day, ten o'clock in the morning and eight o'clock in the evening. After coming back, I will enter a small outbreak stage, and I wish you all brothers and sisters a happy National Day in advance!