"Then please be refreshed."

Wang Haifeng glanced at the watch on his wrist, the meaning is obvious, my time is precious, please don't delay me.

"That's right, I also participated in this competition, I hope to win you in the all-army competition, all the while, I listen to your name, my ears are grinding calluses, I want to break your three consecutive victories."

Lu Shaohan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, looking like he didn't care about Wang Haifeng at all, and even a little disdainful.

"Okay, see you on the martial arts field."

Wang Haifeng nodded with a cold face, his hands behind his back, his cold eyes looked at Lu Shaohan sharply, and looked at the arrogance in his eyes, he has met many people who are not convinced of him in the past three years.

But in Lu Shaohan's eyes, he saw a sense of unwillingness, the two of them hadn't started to compete yet, where did his unwillingness come from?

"I'm going to win you."

As if to cheer himself up, and as if he was gambling with himself, Lu Shaohan swung his fist into the air, with resoluteness in his voice.

"A lot of people are just as self-righteous as you, if they want to win me, they go back to training, all-round martial arts, but there is not only one."

Wang Haifeng coldly hooked the corners of his mouth, and stood proudly on the training ground. The mountains that entered the clouds, the coercion emanated from him, and pressed towards Lu Shaohan.

When facing him, it is no different from facing his own soldiers, and his tone is all ordering, which can be regarded as a kind of contempt for the opponent.

He rarely does this, and in general he respects his opponents, after all, they are all the elite of the troops.

But in the face of Lu Shaohan, he had more contempt, and that was because he already knew why he wanted to challenge himself.

"Okay."

Lu Shaohan grinded his teeth and looked at Wang Haifeng's disdain, isn't he worthy of competing with him?

Negative turned around, he wanted to go back to train hard, he didn't believe that he couldn't win against Wang Haifeng?

"Battalion Commander Lu, if you come to compete with me because of the glory of the soldiers, then I respect you, but you are not, please distinguish your heart."

As soon as he took a few steps, Wang Haifeng's voice came from behind him, cold, like a cold wind blowing into his ears.

"I made a note of it."

Standing up straight, Lu Shaohan slowly clenched his hands, and after a long time, he threw a word to Wang Haifeng, and strode away, his steps were sonorous and powerful, showing his determination, this time he was for the honor of the soldiers.

In the hospital, Ma Shanhe sat in a wheelchair and looked at Ma Yulian in the intensive care unit, his eyes were sad, and he hated that he couldn't do anything for his daughter.

Wang Shixun has been here for a while, and he is standing here with Ma Shanhe, looking at Ma Yulian on the hospital bed, his mood is also very heavy.

"Old Ma, you are not in good health yet, is it okay to go back to the ward?"

couldn't bear to see his old comrade-in-arms so haggard and sad, he whispered to persuade him, in one day, Ma Shanhe was much older, his sideburns were dyed with white frost, and his eyes were desperate and helpless.

Where is this gentle and elegant teacher, who is a father who is sad and sad for his children.

"Brother, did I commit evil, but let me bear it alone, don't let the child be like this...... I'm sad, really sad, if I can, I'm willing to replace Yulian, it's better than the child lying here alone, she must be very scared, waiting for me, the father, to save her. ”

Ma Shanhe closed his eyes and forcibly held back the tears that came out of his eyes, the heaviness in his voice, and Wang Shixun, who listened to it, felt sad.

"Don't think about it so much...... Wait, I seem to see Yulian move. ”