"Wu Shuang, Little Heavenly Master Wu Shuang?"
"It's been so long, and he's old."
Huoshan looked at Wu Shuang deeply. They had fought each other before, and he was impressed by Wu Shuang's demeanor. Back then, Wu Shuang was like an immortal, waving his hands with a flourish, laughing at the world.
Now, Wu Shuang has gray hair and a thin face.
There was no longer the arrogance between his brows.
"He's no longer a little Taoist priest!"
Uncle Zhang San came out, followed by the Zhang family, and headed towards the pickup truck.
"Wu Shuang, get out of the car!"
Mr. Zhang San wanted to establish his authority by stepping on Wu Shuang.
Wu Shuang walked down silently, Ye Tian pushed his sunglasses and walked down as well.
"You are so good, Wu Shuang! You have caused such a terrible disaster!"
"Do you admit your guilt?"
Master Zhang San roared and pointed at Wu Shuang. Spiritual energy flickered at his fingertips, like a sword.
"Master Zhang San, sword pointing!"
"Legend has it that Master Zhang San possesses three secret techniques. This sword finger technique originated from sword cultivation, but it has been integrated into the South China Sea heritage."
"Shut up!"
"Master Zhang, this is to help the Ma family."
Everyone was whispering and talking about Master Zhang San.
Wu Shuang looked at the sword finger, which was like the Six Meridians Divine Sword.
"I am coming!"
Wu Shuang glanced at him, then looked back at Ma Guangyi. She gently raised her hand and placed it on her right shoulder. Then, Wu Shuang slowly bowed down. Everyone knew she was bowing to Hei Mama.
"you!"
Uncle Zhang San snorted coldly, and his sword was about to fall.
At this moment, Ye Tian was already standing beside Mr. Zhang San and said lightly.
“Get out of the way!”
"What did you say?"
Uncle Zhang was stunned for a moment. How dare Ye Tian, who was as lowly as an ant, talk to him like that?
"I said get out of the way, didn't you hear me?"
"Isn't this conference to kill me?"
"Kill you?"
"Ha ha!"
Laughter broke out instantly, and the strangers looked at Ye Tian, pointing and talking.
"You think too highly of yourself. Who do you think you are?"
"We are targeting Wu Shuang, is this all you are counting on?"
"Ye Tian, do you think that just because you have some power in the army, you can act recklessly?"
"I can tell you that 30% of those here have connections in the military. Any one of them could bring you to ruin."
Mr. Zhang San said this with disdain, and the Zhang family members also looked at Ye Tian sarcastically.
"Volcano and!"
At this moment, Ye Tian looked at the volcano again.
"72nd Mixed Brigade, former colonel, Huoshanhe, is he still here?"
The sound, like a sharp sword, pierces the sky.
Huoshan was completely stunned. This identity of his was 40 years ago. This mixed brigade had long since disappeared. But now, Ye Tian in front of him shouted "Mixed Brigade".
"Volcano and!"
Ye Tian finally looked at Huoshanhe. Huoshanhe's head started buzzing when he saw Ye Tian.
"impossible!"
Huoshanhe took a breath, as if he realized something.
The pretty boy in front of him gradually overlapped with the person in his mind.
"Could it be?"
Before Huoshanhe could think of anything, Ye Tian took another step forward, his body straight.
"Veteran, Volcano, are you available?"
"exist!"
Among the strangers, a man stepped out from behind the volcano. He was a lion, a soldier of China.
Ye Tian saw Huoshan He, and also saw Huoshan He standing in front of him.
“Bang!”
Ye Tian saluted and aimed at the volcano.
“Bang!”
The volcano and a return gift shocked the whole audience.
"Veteran, this is a salute to you. As long as veterans live, the spirit of the Mixed Brigade will live on!"
"yes!"
Who could have thought that Huoshanhe, the head of the Yiren family, would have tears in his eyes.
After Ye Tian finished the salute, he showed a hint of coldness.
"Tell me, what is this place? What are you doing?"
"I!"
Huoshan was embarrassed, and he felt guilty in front of Ye Tian. He already knew Ye Tian's identity. That was not the King of Soldiers. He was not related to the King of Hell, he was the King of Hell.
The Chinese King of Hell, the God of Soldiers.
"As a veteran, I respect you!"
"You are an alien now, but I am not!"
"Do you know what the Ma family did?"
"The people of Phoenix Village are innocent, right? The workers on our farm are innocent, right?"
"And those millions of beings who were bullied and humiliated by you, the aliens?"
"The aliens are high and mighty, and they are lawless."
"Huoshanhe, tell me, what was the oath you swore under the blood-red flag?"
"My, my oath." Huoshanhe's face flushed.
Ye Tian roared: "You forget, I die for the country to live, I die with honor, to protect the world and the people."
"Have you ever forgotten!"
Huoshanhe suddenly roared, tears in his eyes instantly.
“I’ve never forgotten!”
“I dare not forget!”
"Old soldier, you are wrong!"
Huoshan lowered his head and cried inconsolably.
There was dead silence all around.
Wu Shuang also looked at Ye Tian in shock. He had just arrived at the gathering of extraordinary people, and with just a few words, he scolded Huoshan and made them cry?
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