"Thank you, Lei Zi." Beilong sat in the passenger seat, his eyes swept past a group of stray dogs.

"Senior, I'm not screaming!" Li Lei smiled with a smile in his words: "Our battalion commander admires you very much!"

Beilong raised his eyebrows and refused to comment.

Li Lei actually had already suggested that it was obvious that the military or the military camp where Li Lei was located wanted to recruit him.

If it were before the last end of the world, Beilong might have accepted it happily. After all, he was just an ordinary senior high school student and was expelled from the school. Joining the army is undoubtedly a good opportunity to change his destiny.

But the problem is that he has reached the height of the eight heavenly kings of China in the end of the world. Even the government has to rely on his breath. Without him and his comrades, China may not have been able to achieve the five great powers of the end of the world...

He has the heart of a peerless strong man, so how could he be willing to surrender?

Seeing that Bei Long didn't respond, Li Lei couldn't help but sigh secretly. In fact, he was the first lobbyist. If he could successfully recruit Bei Long, he would have made great contributions and would have greatly improved his relationship with Bei Long.

Unfortunately, Bei Long did not cooperate with him, so Li Lei did not dare to mention it again.

...

In fact, Beilong knew Colonel Wang Shouyu, the commander of the Southwest Military Region. In the end of the world, General Zheng Zhiguo, the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Military Region, died gloriously on the battlefield of zombies. Wang Shouyu was ordered on the front line of danger and successfully led the soldiers of the "Guard Army" to eliminate the zombies besieged in the city. Finally, he was officially appointed as the commander-in-chief of the Southwest Military Region, and worked in this position until Beilong was reborn.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the year before Beilong's rebirth, as a gathering of fellow villagers in the mountain city, Beilong and Wang Shouyu had a meal on the same table.

At that time, Bei Long was sitting in the seat of the King of China. Others toasted Bei Long, but Bei Long licked it, even without licking it. Only when Wang Shouyu toasted Bei Long, Bei Long drank the wine in one go.

Bei Long remembered that Wang Shouyu was already over 60 years old at that time. The old man who had been fighting for his whole life in order to defend his country had already grown up. The wrinkles on his face were as deep as a knife. Wang Shouyu, who had only one arm, was shaking his hands when he toasted, and the wine spilled all over the ground like raindrops...

Wang Shouyu is in his prime, with a strong spirit, and a square face with thick eyebrows and big eyes revealing righteousness, as if he saw Li Xiangyang walking out of the screen. He was carrying only two bars and four stars on his shoulders. He was not the mighty general in the end of the world, so he naturally did not know the Fire God Beilong, so he finally showed his domineering side in front of Beilong.

"Are you Beilong?" Wang Shouyu looked up and down at Beilong, and smiled meaningfully and stretched out his big hand:

"I, Wang Shouyu!"

Bei Long also smiled meaningfully and reached out to hold it tightly with him: "Hello, Battalion Commander Wang!"

The battalion commander is so despicable! When Li Lei saw it next to him, his face changed. Can he not know Wang Shouyu? Wang Shouyu is not only the battalion commander of the Bingwang Camp, but actually has an identity as the head of the [Qingniu Sect]!

The [Emei School], one of the six major sects in China, has the saying "five flowers" and "eight leaves". The "Emei Fist Book" records: a tree blooms with five flowers, five flowers and eight leaves, the bright Emei moon is full of glory!

"Five Flowers" and "Eight Leaves" are all tribes of the Emei Sect, and the Qingniu Sect is one of the "Five Flowers".

Therefore, Wang Shouyu is a real martial arts master. After being recruited by the country, he has made many outstanding achievements. Otherwise, he would not be able to take the position of battalion commander of the Bingwang Battalion.

But because of this, Wang Shouyu likes to consider people by himself. He is a tough guy who can't rub sand in his eyes.

It’s like the Bingwang Camp resigned from a famous and upright sect to invite martial arts masters to be martial arts coaches. In fact, this is a political task. As long as a famous and upright sect sends people, even if the task is completed, the other military districts’ Bingwang Camps are eager to send people to the famous and upright sects. Wang Shouyu is fine, and he goes up and shakes hands with them first.

If it were to say that the sect used to be too foolish, he sent an embroidered pillow, but the bone was broken. Wang Shouyu was also shocked at that time. At this level, he dared to be a coach?

I am all soldiers who defend my country. If you really want to teach you a bunch of tricks, wouldn’t they all die on the battlefield?

As a result, the sect was naturally ruined and replaced by Yang Zhiyun, the eight horses of Qingcheng Sect in Qingcheng.

Li Lei really didn't expect that Wang Shouyu would shake hands with the guests he invited so despicable.

Li Lei knew about Wang Shouyu's strength. Wang Shouyu could hold five finger marks for training, and all five fingers could be buried in the finger marks. Otherwise, how could he suppress the soldiers?

Although he also knows that Beilong is powerful, no matter how powerful Beilong is... can he be better than Wang Shouyu?

Li Lei was really worried that a "gaba" sound would sound the next second, but three seconds passed and the two had not broken up yet.

Li Lei was stunned and looked at Bei Long's expression. He saw that Bei Long was still smiling, as if nothing had happened, and the wind was calm.

He secretly went to see Wang Shouyu again, but saw Wang Shouyu's face flushed red with a Chinese character, as if he was in a first love.

No, right? Li Lei couldn't believe his eyes. The dignified battalion commander of the King of War, the head of the Qingniu Sect, and the "iron hand" Wang Shouyu, was defeated in front of a young man who was less than 20 years old?

This is unscientific!

Good boy, it's so powerful! Wang Shouyu jumped vigorously twice with his eyes. He really wanted to test Beilong's strength. Of course, he couldn't break Beilong's hand. This was not the same as choosing a martial arts coach, but he never expected that Beilong's strength was unfathomable. He increased from one point to three point, and from three point to five point. Now he has eight points but still can't do it!

Beilong's hand seemed to be hit by iron! No, even if it was hit by iron, it should be squeezed out of water!

"Since ancient times, heroes have become young, and the waves of the Yangtze River push the waves of the previous waves!" Wang Shouyu smiled and let go of Bei Long's hand. He didn't have to distinguish between Bei Long. In fact, the more powerful Bei Long is, the happier he is.

Wang Shouyu patted Bei Long's shoulder with appreciation: "Little brother, what a perfect golden shovel finger!"

Bei Long also smiled: "Captain Wang's [Vajra Fist] is extremely powerful and worthy of being the first punch of Emei!"

Wang Shouyu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and nodded slightly to a tall old man behind him with two golden stars on his shoulders. The tall old man stretched out his hand to Beilong with satisfaction: "Hello, I am Zheng Zhiguo!"

Bei Long's smile gradually calmed down, and he held the old man's hand very seriously: "Hello, General Zheng!"

This is the first three-star general in the world to die in the battle in the end of the world! It deserves everyone's respect!

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Chapter completed!