"Hehe, of course I won. If they don't win, they dare to claim to be from our team? The three people on the other side were put down by a pair and a half! Our boys just have a little blue nose and swollen face, and it's not a big deal. The old man on the other side had the same tone as the knife handle, not only did he not have the slightest anger, but he was happy as if he had won some award.

Hearing this good news, the knife handle grinned, "That's good, that's good." Just win. Well, you go to Du Heiface in a moment and pick up a few kids. It's still the same old saying, let's just say that we will punish them internally, and don't trouble them! ”

"Okay, then how do we deal with them when they come back?" Lao Ding on the other end of the phone answered and continued to ask.

The knife handle happily replied: "The old rule, it's good to keep them confined for a day."

As soon as he put down the phone, the knife handle grinned and showed off to the firing pin, "Striker, do you know what my brother just received in the phone call?" ”

The firing pin glanced at the handle of the knife angrily, "It's Du Hei's face again, and it's confinement, what else can it be?" It must be your little cub who is in trouble again! Tell me, where are you bullying again! ”

After glancing at the firing pin with bad intentions, the knife handle said triumphantly: "Sixth squadron!" Simply put down those few neatly. Unscathed! Our second team ・・・・・・"

"Fart, just those birdmen in your second team can get our six teams? It's definitely playing yin again! Before he finished speaking, he was still listening to the gossip with a lewd face, and stood up by slapping the table. His face also changed abruptly, and his brain was bursting with bruises

"Fart, if you have a knife and a gun, when will your six teams beat our second team?" As soon as the firing pin spoke, the knife handle that was still proud and had an angry smile on his face was also on fire. The same shot started, and the plates, bowls, and chopsticks on the table shook straight up.

"Two Moment Shooting Surprise" two "shocking sounds" one after another, so that Zhang Jin, who was still paying most of his attention to the "fuzzy little movie" out of tune, couldn't help but jump out of his head The title of this book that he had only heard of and had never seen before.

Seeing the two soldiers who stood up one after another to make a bull jiashi, their eyes were as big as a cow, and their fists were clenched, as if they had the intention of borrowing Zhang Jin's venue to make a comparison. Zhang Jin had to end the live broadcast in his mind, the picture was an abstract mess, and most of the plot could only rely on his own thoughts' small movies, and focus on the scene.

"Brother Striker, Brother Knife Handle, what are you doing here? Don't quarrel, come drink, drink! Finding that the foreheads of the two guys were getting closer and closer, Zhang Jin hurriedly jumped out to play a round.

"Leave them alone, let them pinch. Come on, Brother Zhang, let's take a gamble and guess who wins or loses... ・・・"It's Brother Lei who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic." Looking at his excitement, he was obviously looking forward to the progress of the big drama in front of him.

Zhang Jin's eyelids swept and found that the expressions of the two soldiers, the rifling and the pangolin, and Brother Lei were simply poured out of the same mold, with excitement and expectation in their eyes. It's almost like dancing a lap dance with two flower balls to cheer for both sides!

"You two guys give me some attention, why do you want to demolish my brother's house here? If you want to do it, you can go downstairs after drinking! "The tiger head deserves to be a leader, and the overall situation is stronger than his subordinates. Although I can't wait to see the fight between my two subordinates, the leaders of the people at least take into account the problem of the venue.

Zhang Jin listened to the words of Brother Lei and Hutou one after another, and his mind was full of Genghis Khan. What are these people called? Why are people in their forties still so stunned? Remember a few of my thorny classmates in elementary school!

The knife handle listened to his boss's words, sat back in his chair, and nodded kindly, "Okay, let's go down after drinking." ”

It seems that the tiger's words are not a delaying tactic, but a sincere suggestion.

Regarding the provocation of the knife handle, the firing pin didn't even pry the knife handle this time, but took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Lao Qi, I'm Bao Tieniu!" ”

Hearing this distinctive name, Zhang Jinhao couldn't laugh out loud. Looking at the beef tendon meat on the body of the striker, Zhang Jin nodded secretly, the name of this iron bull is quite a match for the striker brother

"Who made Du Hei face scratched? is so seedless, I actually let the sixth team lie down, isn't this a shame for my old Bao's face? I'll lock him up for twenty-four hours, and when they come out, I'll fuck them to death." If you don't let them take off a few layers of skin, I won't be surnamed Bao! The firing pin had a hideous face, and he did not hide his anger at this time and roared into the microphone.

After the old Qi on the other end of the phone said a few more words, the firing pin with a black face gradually became sunny and peaceful.

When half a minute later, when the firing pin hung up the phone, his face had completely calmed down.

"I said, how can our second team lose! Three against five, it's normal to lose. Only your knife can train such an unruly soldier! It's still elite! After the call, the firing pin said to the knife handle with disdain on his face.

"What's wrong with more versus less? On the battlefield, can you still manage whether the enemy is more than you or less than you? If you lose, you lose, what excuse do you make? Big man, I've never seen you lose so much! Do you know what it means to be a 'black cat and a white cat, and if you catch a mouse, you are a good cat,? "The handle of the knife is equally scoffed at the striker pin.

Later, the two guys quarreled again. And in the end, both of them thought they were the best soldiers, and they even mixed up the pangolins and rifling that had the same idea.

zuihou, a few guys didn't forget the original purpose of the quarrel at all, and just said, 'Who's the best soldier?' This question is debated in a language full of words such as 'mother's,' 'turtle son,'' 'Lao Tzu'.

Soldiers are the most important honor, who dares to say that their soldiers are inferior to others, these bloody soldiers who are the leaders of the soldiers really dare to work hard! As the old saying goes, a sheep led by a lion is fiercer than a lion led by a sheep. In the army, too, which of the leaders of the most elite troops is not a powder keg with a fist bigger than a sand bowl?

Zhang Jin and Luo Bei didn't know that the veterans at the table were all from the same team. Known as the Sword of the South, the oldest of China's nine special forces. Tiger Head is the captain and leader of this team. And the firing pin, knife handle, pangolin, rifling are all squadron leaders in this team.

Although the relationship between the squadron leaders is quite good, because the squadrons are always in a state of competition, the squadron leaders do not use their fists to fight with each other in their spare time.

As for the frequent brawls between several squadron leaders and squadron members, the head of the military region and the gendarmerie corps, including the direct commander of Hutou, turned a blind eye and closed one eye. Military discipline is seldom used to restrain them. So after hearing the news on the phone that his own soldiers were fighting today and were arrested by the military police, the knife handle could still be so relaxed and indifferent.

Of course, the chiefs have a reason for doing so. In the words of the old guy at the No. 1 military region: "Is it okay for this soldier to be a soldier without a little blood? If a good soldier is not fierce and his fists are not hard, then what kind of elite is it? ”

As a result, the entire brigade really got harder and harder after knowing the chief's words. Of course, they also rewarded the chief who indulged them with excellent results in every great competition of the whole army.

Every time the head of the military region bragged to his colleagues, he always patted his chest in a very hard tone and said: "What's the matter, my top soldier is the strongest in terms of comprehensive operations on land, sea and air, and in jungle and mountain operations!" If any of you are not convinced, pull a team out of your own military region and let's try! ”

The four veteran sticks were noisy, and the other few people were idle, muttering while gnawing on the bones and watching the big show.

"These guys are all this virtue, if the soldiers below win the fight, it's easy to say anything. If you lose, it's miserable. "Brother Lei explained to Zhang Jin and Luo Bei, the layman, in a low voice.

"Did you hear that? The punishment for the guys who fought before was one day of confinement, what is one day? If you go in today and come out tomorrow, you will call it a day. The few guys under his command who won the fight are estimated to be sent in at 11:50 in the middle of the night today, and they will be released in ten minutes. It's called a day. ”

"The firing pin is talking about twenty-four hours of confinement. It's not the same as 'one day, it's much more than that.' That is to say, when to lock it in, and when to come out the next day. ”

Just when Luo Bei and Zhang Jin explained the 'code words,' black words,' incision to Brother Lei, I listened to it with relish.

After a few words of quarrelling, when the four strong men who had already stood up were about to stage a full martial arts parade, a knock on the door that was more violent than half an hour ago sounded again.

'Knock knock...... Boom ......,

The voices of the four veterans finally stopped abruptly, and there was no noise in the room except for the loud slamming of the door and the boiling of the pot.

Zhang Jin smiled bitterly, through the peeping artifact - the small map, he knew what the pair of lace side downstairs was doing before! When you pay so much attention to the mood, when you are so **, when you want to die, you are disturbed by such a high decibel noise, even a saint can't bear it. Not to mention the repeated interruptions!

'Boom...... Knock knock knock ......,

Helpless, listening to the sound of the battering ram slamming the door, it seemed that there was no intention of stopping, Zhang Jin had to get up and open the door again.

"Ah, I'm sorry......"

After opening the door, Zhang Jin's words had just been halfway through, and Song Yiting, who was even more angry than the previous time, was like a running rhinoceros, pushing away Zhang Jin, who was blocking the door, and rushed in.

"Are you going too far? It's over, isn't it, even if it's a mixed underworld, you have to talk about morality! You ......"

Song Yiting, who rushed to the table, pointed her fingers at the tip of the nose of the old man at the table in turn, and it was a bloody 'Sanniang's godson,'.

A fragrant meal fell, and the four strong men who were originally showing their muscles and pinching their bones and planned to start practicing seemed to be suddenly frozen, and they paused there.

'It's wonderful! , Seeing Song Yiting's rain, the flames of the brawl of several big men were easily extinguished. Look at the appearance of these four muscular men like wooden chickens, out of the range of the frenzied woman's firepower, Zhang Jin, who has no sympathy for the enemy, almost burst into his belly with laughter.