Hang Tian, ​​who left the school, did not go home immediately, but wandered around this area. Since he wanted to work in this area, he had to be aware of all the landforms here. This is a habit that special forces must develop, and reconnaissance the terrain first.

When I returned home in the evening, the poor dinner was just a cup of boiled water and a small bag of compressed biscuits.

Hang Tian, ​​who was lying on the bed in the middle of the night, was smiling lustful, imagining what kind of beauties would be in the school, and even fantasizing about the beauties who would throw themselves into his arms and hug him from the side. He was even more ashamed that he even began to fantasize about various positions, such as big splits and small splits, and the old man was hanging wax upside down in front of the backpack, and the old tree putting on the roots to play with a big knife...

‘Cao, I want me to be a eunuch.’ Hang Tian suddenly cursed, then pressed his head with both hands, and it turned out that Hang Tian’s head began to hurt again.

Hang Tian frowned and muttered, "Don't want to, go to bed."[

In a jungle area, there were constant sounds of gunfire sounds, and a group of people with camouflage stripes on their faces, wearing camouflage uniforms with heavy yellow and no marks. The fully armed people were carrying a woman and moving towards the boundary marker. The woman being entangled constantly struggled and shouted for help.

Behind them, a group of people wearing jungle camouflage and fully armed people were chasing them. There was a red marking pattern on the right arms of the group, and they were special forces special forces.

Bang! The sound of blocking rifle echoed in the jungle. A special forces soldier held a stone in his hand and looked at his bleeding chest in disbelief, then fell on the dry grass.

Ah... With a scream, Hang Tian woke up from the dream, gasping heavily, his forehead was covered with sweat, as if he was still in shock, and as if he had not yet woken up from the dream, Hang Tian looked at the roof in a daze.

‘Help’

Hang Tian was stunned, and then said to himself: "It's so damn, are you still dreaming?"

After saying that, Hang Tian turned over and prepared to continue to sleep, but as soon as he turned over, he suddenly sat up because he suddenly realized that the voice was a little familiar, which was Du Mei's voice in the West Courtyard.

Hang Tian jumped over and jumped to the ground, no matter what clothes and shoes he wore, and rushed out in his loose shorts. He jumped up and put on the top of the wall with one hand and supported it hard. He easily flipped over a two-meter-high brick wall.

The lights in Du Mei's bedroom were on, but the curtain was pulled, and several black shadows appeared on the curtain, but the specific situation was not clear. Hang Tian walked gently to the side.

‘Hehe... stinky girls, if you call me again, cut off your tongue and let our brothers have fun. If we are happy, we will naturally not be embarrassed for you.’

A man's voice with a slutty tone came out of the room. Hang Tian immediately knew what was going on. With a clang, Hang Tian kicked open the door. Because he used too much force, Hang Tian almost flashed.

Hang Tian, ​​who stood firmly, glanced at the door that was kicked open by himself and said, "The special code is not locked."

The surprise of a man came from the bedroom.

With a creaking sound, a thin and vulgar man opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Hang Tian looked in along the opened door, Du Mei lying on the bed, looking at Hang Tian with a little joy in his eyes.

Standing under Du Mei's bed was a strong man, who just blocked Du Mei's important position. He covered Du Mei's mouth with one hand and grabbed Du Mei's underwear that was being pulled to his knee with the other hand. He turned his head and looked at Hang Tian with cold eyes.

Hang Tian breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Du Mei had not lost her virginity yet, and it was time to come.

The man beside the bed asked, "Who is your special code?"

The vulgar man who opened the door turned around and smiled flatteringly at the man, "Brother Dog, have you forgotten? He is the orphan Hang Tian, ​​the one who was pissed by you three years ago."[

Hang Tian was stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that there was something really wrong. The man next to the bed nicknamed Mad Dog, the head of the gangster in this area. At the door was the mad Dog's personal little brother, nicknamed Mouse, and on the chair was the mad Dog's right-hand arm, nicknamed Xiaodao.

The mad dog suddenly laughed and said, "I remembered that this kid teased my sister, but I urinated. He looked so special and fun at that time."

"Yes, Brother Dog, he even knelt down and kowtowed to you for mercy." The mouse also laughed in a flattering way.

At this time, Hang Tian also completely recalled the scene at that time. His predecessor was humiliated by the people in front of him, and even knelt down to beg for mercy. Hang Tian's fists couldn't help but clenched, and his joints made crisp sounds.

Although it was an experience of the predecessor, because of the fusion of memories, it was like Hang Tian’s personal experience. Hang Tian’s angry silver teeth clenched, saying in his heart, "Waste, really a special code waste."

When the mouse saw Hang Tian’s appearance, he smiled and said, “Oh, did you see that? He was actually angry.”

The mad dog snorted coldly. When he thought, Hang Tian, ​​who had been insulted by him at will, knelt in front of him and cried and begged for mercy, wasn't he allowed to do it at will, and what could he do if he was angry? Reappearing the scene back then, it was just a matter of moving his fingers.

"You trash, you dare to disturb me. If you kneel down and kowtow to apologize to me now, I might consider taking it lighter and not letting you wet your pants anymore." The mad dog sneered fiercely.

Upon hearing this, Hang Tian stared at the mad dog with cold eyes and said, "Do you kneel down and kowtow to apologize? Good idea!"

Seeing Hang Tian's cold eyes, the mad dog shivered involuntarily. He suddenly felt that Hang Tian in front of him was a little different from before, but based on his previous impression, the mad dog still said arrogantly.

"Then you don't have a special code to kneel down quickly."

"You misunderstood. What I said was to let you kneel down." Hang Tian said coldly.

Bang! Ah! A black shadow flashed, and the mouse at the door hit the door and made a thumping sound, and the sound made by the mad dog covering his stomach sounded almost at the same time.

Facing Hang Tian's angry punch, the mad dog felt as if his stomach was hit by a train. Because of the severe pain, he couldn't stand firmly and knelt on the ground, and Hang Tian stood in front of him.

Xiaodao on the chair reacted very quickly and kicked Hang Tian. Hang Tian's first reaction to this Xiaodao was to "Liang Jiazi", but even so, Xiaodao only took a move under Hang Tian's hands and then fainted with a plop.

It sounds complicated, but in fact, it happened within two seconds from Hang Tian’s move to Xiaodao’s fainting.

Although the mad dog had unbearable abdominal pain, his perception was still there. The mouse at the door was unconscious and Xiaodao fainted on the ground. He had seen all this. Now he realized that this was not Hang Tian three years ago. Hang Tian was already a character he could not afford to offend.

The mad dog didn't care about abdominal pain and hugged Hang Tian's leg: "Brother Tian, ​​no, God, you don't remember the villain's past, so spare me."
Chapter completed!