I heard the fat man question. Smaller than his eyes, his eyes were full of anticipation, and the slightly curved eyes of the bald fat old man, who had been paying attention to the changes in the expression on his face, narrowed almost into thin lines, and he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the fine broken sweat oozing from his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief. The kind smile made the old man's fat face look like a reunion of Buddha, the heavy depression disappeared, and his body was much lighter, and he had a hunch that there might be hope for Lao Boer's legs.

The other party's young face that had just broken through the skin and had a little bit of green beard stubble remained calm from beginning to end, if the other party was a dead black hand, he could only be injured and could not be saved, then he would not question this nonsense, but was very likely to refuse on the spot. There is also a look of looking at a dead man in his eyes, but now, there is nothing.

The bald and fat old man breathed a sigh of relief, it's good to be saved, it's good to be saved. He didn't think about the plan or anything now, he only had the idea of saving people in his heart. There are fewer and fewer old buddies back then, and if you can keep more, you can keep one more.

So, the bald fat old man bowed down and stroked his chest with his left hand, which is the etiquette of the Krk people. It is used for peer blessings. In some cases, this gesture also represents an apology. The old man did not regard the fat man as a junior, and regarded him as an equal in terms of status and identity. Apologetically: "Please allow me to apologize to the little brother on behalf of that shameless old bastard, as long as I can save him, the conditions are as you like, and within the scope of my ability, I will definitely promise you." ”

The sound was not small, which made the young man behind him commotion again, and was forcibly stopped by the other two old men. The anger on the face of the old colonel, who was standing not far from the side, gradually dissipated, and his eyes wandered, not knowing what he was thinking.

The bald fat old man apologized very sincerely, accompanied by a smiling face and expectant eyes. The fat man at this stage is a donkey. Temper comes and goes quickly.

You have to go along with the hair, don't rub against the hair, don't anger him, let him lose his temper, everything is negotiable. And the old man's attitude of smiling and whispering made the fat man blush a little and embarrassed. Forcing an old man in his sixties and seventies to bow his head in front of him is not in line with the Chinese nation's tradition of respecting the old and loving the young.

What the fat man wants now is a face, since someone is in full view, instead of the old Buxiu to apologize to him, this article can be turned over for the time being. If things don't freeze and there is room for maneuver, he doesn't want to make you live or die in his heart. To be honest, he is still very curious about this unfamiliar airspace and the people here. Before, the matter was rushed to the point, and if it didn't break out once, not to mention the damage to the body, it would also be looked down upon.

When the time comes, people will say, Bai Qi's successor is this virtue? was casually knocked down by an old man, what qualifications does he have to inherit Bai Qi's title of God of War? Let Hyun get it as soon as possible. In front of many people, he can't lose his own face, no matter what, he is also a dignified lieutenant of the Union Army. Not a small official. Bai Qi's predecessor's face can't be lost!

How good is it now, the tiger's body is shaken, the mantis hand comes out, it's time to be shocked, it's time to be scared, it's time to be scared, the hostile gaze has indeed attracted a lot, and the hatred value has risen in a straight line, but it's all tender melon eggs/seeds, you can completely ignore them. If there were more people like the old man in front of him, he would still be happy to communicate with each other.

The mentality was released, the fat man clenched his fists with both hands neatly, and returned the salute angrily: "That old man sneaked up in front, it was his approach that was not bright, and I hurt others later, and there was something wrong with me." Now that you've said the same thing, this page will be over. As for the conditions or something, you have to mention it again, although my Tang Xiaobao has been in the society for a short time, the minimum limit of being a person is not bad. ”

The bald fat old man's narrow, thin line eyes widened a little, emitting bright light. He didn't expect the fat man to be so polite and easy to talk, and he was worried before, but now it seems that it is not necessary. Sure enough, communication is more important. Anyone who is attacked by using the killer moves in the army fighting technique will lose their temper. What's more, they are still young, young and vigorous, impulsive, and temperamental, which is too normal. All this is really to blame, and the madman of Old Boer must be blamed, it is purely his own guilt. Deserve!

Besides, the little brother understands the words a lot, one is one, the other is two, and he knows how to refute right and wrong.

Taking advantage of this, the bald fat old man said, "Little brother, what do you see?" ”

The fat man raised his hand and said bluntly: "You are always please." ”

The bald fat old man stroked his chest again and thanked him, "I'm tired." ”

The two of them walked one after the other, and the bald fat old man led the fat man towards the crowd.

The fat man stepped over the straight and flat finger-wide door groove on the ground, and when he stepped on the smooth and shiny metal plate floor in the passage, he suddenly seemed to have stepped into another world.

The four walls of the passage are transparent, and you can see the space scenery outside. The technical means of this passage are very clever, and it is not known what materials were used to make it. Tens of meters long, it connects the ship and the Blue Star base across the air. It's safe to walk in. There was not the slightest feeling of weightlessness. It's like stepping on real ground. There is no lamp-like device in the surroundings, and the light seems to be from the passage itself.

Bright as day, the end is magical.

Walking to the front of the crowd, an old man with glasses with the rank of lieutenant on his shoulder, medium stature, clear appearance, and a little bit of gentleness clenched his fist at the fat man, "I'm tired." ”

Yellow skin and black pupils, the traditional Chinese etiquette of holding fists and hands, the fat man suddenly had a sense of sight when the fellow saw the fellow, and quickly returned the salute, "Don't dare." ”

The old man with glasses said "The afterlife is terrifying", and then turned sideways to get out of the way. Another burly square-faced old man beside him, also with the rank of lieutenant, with his hands behind his back, was imposing, and his majestic gaze glanced at the fat man a few times, nodded, and also stepped aside.

Only then did the fat man set his eyes on the sneak attacker who was leaning into the arms of the last old man, Old Bull.

The fat man's face was calm, and a hint of admiration flashed in the depths of his eyes. His technique, he knows the power, the pain of the muscles and bones is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, no matter how tough a man is, he has to bow his head and admit it. But this one, his face was pale, and the clothes on his body were almost soaked with sweat. When he saw himself, he could still laugh, and he also gave himself a thumbs up, and greeted him in a clear voice, "Fatty, you kid is not bad." The person who cleanly took down my 'mad dog', except for Bai Qi back then, you are the second. I'll serve you. But I'm not going to beg you. ”

The implication is, if you are willing to save me, you will do it, if you are not willing to save me, then please do it. I don't ask for it.

The fat man squatted next to him, his fat ass sat on his left heel, his right arm was on his knee, he looked at his injured leg, his eyes fell on his face, and sighed: "Old man, you don't do things properly!" ”

Fat man, this is a feeling, if you don't sneak up on me, can you fall into this step?

Who would have thought that this old man with gray hair and thin body had a disapproving face, lying in the arms of others and staring at his eyes and saying loudly: "Nonsense! You are dead and alive on the battlefield, will your enemy still greet you in advance before they hit you again? Hey, pay attention, I'm going to shoot. Boy, do you think it's possible? Compete with others, control the enemy, who cares if you are a sneak attack, as long as you take the target down as soon as possible, it is the king! ”

I don't say anything shamelessly, but I can still say the reason so justifiably, the old man is really tough!

But...... What he said seems to have some truth in it. In the eyes of the soldiers, all the targets of the hands are the enemy, the opponent. Killing people is the primary purpose, how can you talk about sneak attacks?

The fat man suddenly found that he had a little liking for this thin little old man who called himself a "mad dog".

"Old man, you can do it, the younger generations will definitely learn from you in the future."

The thin old man snorted very arrogantly, and several old people next to him were very helpless. looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"It may hurt a little, but the old man endures it."

The thin old man snorted from his nostrils again, pinned his head to the side, and let the fat man do it.

Several other elderly people were very curious about the fat man's treatment techniques, and they all came over. They are all veterans. He has a lot of combat experience, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of hurting people. Although it is vicious and cruel, it has an excellent effect on defeating the enemy. It is important to know that on the battlefield, it is easy to kill people, but it is difficult to hurt people. Experienced veterans all understand a truth, killing one person is better than injuring 100 people. If the opponent has more wounded, it will form a drag, which will affect the overall combat effectiveness.

It's a pity that they can't read and can't see clearly. Even the old man with glasses, who is of Chinese descent with the fat man, is no exception.

The fat man's treatment method is the same as the way of hurting people, which is very neat. Not only the latter few old people, but also many people around him were watching him. But I didn't see his movements clearly.

It's too fast! I can only see his hand clearly, but I can't capture the direction of his hand. The chubby hand seemed to divide into hundreds, and a shadow covered the entire leg of Old Boer. All I heard was the crackling sound, mixed with some unusual noises that seemed to be bones out of place.

The whole process can take about two or three minutes, and then hundreds of hand shadows disappear and overlap into one. The fat man patted the thin old man's leg that had recovered as before, and said, "Everything will return to its original state, and there will be no sequelae." The old man can get up. ”

"That's it?" The thin old man was skeptical, and tried to bend his knees and raise his legs to move, and sure enough, he recovered as before, and moved freely. The excruciating pain from before was gone.

Since it's good, there's no need to lie in someone else's arms. Signal everyone around you to disperse and make way for a place. He crossed his legs high, straightened them, and then curled his legs violently, exerting force at his waist, and leaped forward, standing up neatly and steadily. Turning your ankle and moving your injured leg is really fine. He looked up and said to the fat man: "Boy, I have a deep memory today, and I will fight with you in a few days." ”

The fat man was stunned for a moment, and was about to refuse, when a clear voice sounded next to him, "Uncle Bull, I don't need you, I will get back the shame for you this time!" ”