Xingchen Meng just opened his eyes, looked at the bald man, and said weakly, "Meng Lante, belongs to the Ninth Corps, the 28th Army, and the 65th Division, directly under the cannon fodder battalion. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Cannon fodder battalion, did you make a big mistake or offended someone or were sold inside," the general frowned when he heard the words cannon fodder battalion and asked, and the female missionary beside him was also slightly surprised.

"When I was a child, my parents were forced to death by the landlord, and I had no money to pay taxes and was sold to the army, and the first thing I did after I was promoted to the god level was to kill the hateful landlord's entire family," Xingchenmeng said with a pretended resentment.

The general sighed helplessly, this kind of thing is very common, at least 10% of the soldiers of the entire army are sold into the army, and the friar next to him also prayed for her poor self, "May God bless you".

"How long will it be before we go home," Xingchenmeng asked curiously, accepting the treatment.

"I can return to the mainland in two months, and I can go home in almost a month after taking the airship," the general said comforting Xingchenmeng.

Xingchenmeng had to wait for three months on this huge ship, but before his injuries had just recovered, he was kicked into a dilapidated five-sail battleship, and was assigned to the cannon fodder battalion here.

As a cannon fodder battalion, it is a gathering place for extremely vicious and fanatics, and the soldiers sent to the cannon fodder battalion are basically traitors or people who have multiple lives on their backs.

"Another one, it's still a kid's hippie and tender meat, not bad," a young man looked at Xingchen and smiled lewdly, and his side suddenly burst into laughter.

Xingchenmeng glanced at everyone slightly, there were men and women here, but they were all angry, obviously not good people, about more than eight hundred people.

Xingchenmeng didn't bother to pay attention to the crowd, found a place to sit down, closed his eyes and practiced.

"Yohe, you actually have a lot of backbone, you don't worship your eldest brother, and you still sit down to practice, do you look down on us?" The young man looked at Xingchen Meng and said defiantly.

"Roll" Xingchen revealed a god-level aura, making the young man who was still provoking immediately shut up obediently, but this move immediately attracted the attention of the remaining thirty-odd god-level masters, and the breath rolled to compete with it.

Xingchenmeng didn't expect that he just didn't want to trouble his body, but it turned out to be more troublesome, and he frowned helplessly.

The black clouds were like the sea, and the waves were churning endlessly hitting the giant ship, and the anger in the cannon fodder camp at this time was imminent, and Xingchenmeng felt many cold eyes staring at him.

Xingchenmeng's breath was released to confront many god-level masters, and in a short period of time, it was like a year for ordinary people in the cannon fodder camp, and the young man who also provoked Xingchenmeng trembled and hid behind a god-level powerhouse.

A bald man with a scar looked at Xingchenmeng with a smirk at the corner of his mouth and said loudly, "I don't know how to be polite at a young age, my pet is kind enough to educate you, and you dare to resist." ”

Xingchenmeng glanced at the bald man with a scar, and said lightly: "Since it is your pet, you should take good care of it, come out and bite people indiscriminately, and be careful of being thrown into the sea." ”

"Good courage, dare to say this in front of my Scarlet, you are the first" Scarknife condensed his fighting spirit in the palm of his hand and hit Xingchenmeng in the air.

Xingchen covered the corners of his mouth, did not resist but easily dodged to another bed, and a fighting spirit swept over the previous bed and hit a number of ordinary soldiers further behind, screaming and scolding continued to sound, and one of the women who was dressed in revealing clothes scolded the hardest.

"Scarcar, you two dare to make a move on my people, are you a bully for me Dolin?"

Scarknife was slightly stunned, thinking that with his own blow, Xingchenmeng would describe his majesty and collide with himself, so he was ruthless, but he didn't expect Xingchenmeng to dodge comfortably instead of blocking, letting his fighting spirit flash by his side, and said angrily, "You bastard, you dare to yin me, don't you have the honor of a god-level powerhouse?"

"Fool, am I yin against you? It's you who make a move when you see that others are unhappy, and I, as a passerby, just make way," Xingchenmeng said with a sigh as he looked at the angry Scarlet.

"You" Scarcar felt Xingchenmeng's humiliation to him, just like a cat who was played by a mouse, losing face, especially in front of so many people, trembling with anger and unable to speak.

After Scarcar was on his laurels for a long time, his mood improved, and he looked at Xingchenmeng's eyes with an unforgettable hatred, and said, "What an arrogant boy, I don't let you see hell, you really don't know how high the sky is." ”

"Why do you have to go to hell to see how high the sky is, what does it matter?" Xingchenmeng asked curiously, looking at Scarcar.

"Poof, hahahaha" Scar Knife was stunned by Xingchenmeng's words, and couldn't answer for a while, but among the other god-level masters, there was a woman who heard Xingchenmeng's rebuttal and immediately laughed, leaning forward and backwards, her chest trembling, and she looked at the men around her who were drooling.

Because someone took the lead in laughing, the others who had tried so hard to hold back couldn't hold back anymore and suddenly burst into bursts of laughter.

Scarcar looked at Xingchenmeng fiercely, picked up an iron gun on the pillar beside him, and smashed it at Xingchenmeng with luck.

Xingchenmeng was not ambiguous, a backflip dodge dodged the combo of more than a dozen shots of the Scar Knife one after another, but although the place here can accommodate nearly a thousand people to rest, it is not a big place, and the people are also very dense.

"Scarlet, you dare" At this time, many angry shouts sounded, and six or seven god-level masters rushed towards Xingchenmeng and Scarring Knife respectively, and soon the four god-level masters were already fighting fiercely with Scar, but the three god-level masters who chased and killed Xingchenmeng were like monkeys who were played, they couldn't touch Xingchenmeng's hair, and they stared anxiously.

In just a few minutes, Scarknife was already in a precarious situation, and there were many more wounds on his body, and blood was flowing.

"Wait, everyone is an old acquaintance, why do you want to get along with me, we should be unanimous with the outside world" Scarring Knife really couldn't withstand the siege of four masters of the same level, and said and said.

"Hmph, usually you don't say anything when you bully others, but today you dare to kill our subordinates here, if you don't kill you today, how can we lead troops tomorrow."