Chapter 953, what will happen if you beat me up?

You should be glad that you are my compatriot. If you meet you on the battlefield, I will slap several people like you to death.

This was the most vicious, contemptuous and embarrassing thing Yang Du has ever heard. He was choked by this sentence and his face was blushed and his neck was thick, and his blood rushed to the top, making him feel like he fainted on the ground on the spot.

"Long Qian--" Yang Du pointed at the Dragon King and wanted to shout his name loudly, but when he was halfway through the call, he thought of his status in the army and the countless myths he created, and he could not say the word "Zhang" at all.

It's really too hateful.

If he could beat the Dragon King, he would have to beat the old man to the ground. He would spit on his face and pee and kneel on the ground to polish his shoes to him and let him wear the rabbit girl's clothes to dance pole dance-

Unfortunately, he could only think about it.

Even if the Dragon King lame his legs, his strength was enough to settle himself. Besides, the military headquarters just asked him to "invite" the Dragon King to go abroad for treatment, but did not say that he would "drive" him out or "beat" him out.

Or, his disciples must tear themselves apart.

When you reach a certain level, you cannot say a lot of things and do it casually. Whether you speak or do things, you must find a way to occupy the word "reason".

In this way, you can be invincible. Although you kill your teacher by random punches, if you do something, others will also do something, the final result will be a situation where both sides suffer losses.

"I am not Long Qian, I am Long Qianzhang. I scold you like this. You don't even dare to shout out my name. How did a waste like you enter the army? Where did the blood of a soldier go? Just talk to the soldiers when they are in a war? When you go to the battlefield, you are just a soft guy who is shot by the law enforcement team on the spot." The Dragon King's eyes widened, his eyes wide like a copper bell, his long hair fluttered in the wind, and his beard shook up and down with the height of his speech. It was ugly, ferocious, and his domineering aura that is the only one in the world.

The Dragon King is the Dragon King, and it is still when standing and lame.

Yang Du tried hard to suppress the restlessness and anger in his heart, and said with a sneer: "Old Long, you can't say that. It is inevitable that soldiers will maintain their blood, but they cannot always put shouting and killing. Now is a peaceful era, how many soldiers can have the opportunity to go to battle and kill the enemy? Besides, I am a civil servant. What civil servants need to do is analyze and summarize, provide information and combat plans for those athletes who go to the battlefield. If I get angry with Old Long, I will fight with the National People's Congress if I have a disagreement, I guess the General Staff dare not want such a soldier, right?"

Yang Du's eyes changed from pity, and he knew that only in this way could he anger and stimulate this proud but absolutely strong old man.

"To be honest, Old Long has made extraordinary achievements for the country throughout his life. He even folded his legs in, and he could only live on a wheelchair and crutches every day. This Dragon Breath was also founded by you, just like a child raised by yourself, there will always be some feelings - now let you leave your children, I can understand your unwillingness and grievances. If possible, I also hope Old Long can continue to stay in this Dragon Breath to enjoy his old age."

Yang Du shook his head and said, "What a pity. I am a little gentle and can't help me say anything. Inviting you to treat the disease abroad is the above meaning, and I am just a errand runner in the middle. If Mr. Long doesn't want to go, just say it, and I will take your meaning back."

Yang Du's words were indeed a relief. He deliberately stimulated the Dragon King first, saying that you have contributed so much to the country but have left the result of being swept out of the house.

Then he "put himself in his shoes" for the Dragon King, saying that if I could change this order, I would like to tell you a few words of love to stay in the Dragon Breath to live your life.

This "living one's life" is really hateful. First, it shows that the Dragon King has become old and has lost his combat power. Now he can only "eat and wait for death" like a waste.

The second meaning is that the Dragon King takes over the pit and does not shit. He has no contribution to Dragon Breath. Now he stays here just for "retirement".

"The forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds." Qin Luo pushed open the gate and strode in. This was the only time he had not deliberately lightened his footsteps when he walked past the gate of the Dragon King's courtyard. "A soft guy who wants to be strong, have no backbone, have no blood, have no IQ, have no IQ, and only relies on a pair of mouth to make a living and eat to the real soldier and say to save others. It's like a toad saying to an elephant who has sprained his leg, 'Don't be afraid, I'll carry you across the river'. What do you have? Why do you?"

Yang Du can't stand it this time. It's okay if you Long Qianzhang scold me a few words. Who made you have a senior and have a wide network of contacts? Who made you the king of special forces?

But what happened to your apprentice coming to scold me? Isn’t it too serious?

"Who are you? Are you talking here?" Yang Du said with a counterattack. "Longji really needs someone to take care of. Any idle person dares to run here. Is there any organizational discipline? Do you still need national security?"

Qin Luo sneered and said, "Don't put a big hat on my head. I'm not afraid of taking this lawsuit to the sky. However, it's really disgusting for a villain like you to sing red faces while singing blushing. Just show it out if you have any dissatisfaction. Don't flatter and pleasing the knife in secret while stabbing the knife in secret."

Yang Du knew Qin Luo, but he didn't expect that his words were so straightforward. He couldn't get the advantage after one round.

He looked at the Dragon King with a pale face and said, "Dragon King, who is he yours? If his decision is yours, then I will go back and hand in the office."

"What are you doing?" The Dragon King said disdainfully. "I said I, Long Qianzhang, rely on my seniority to behave? I said I, Long Qianzhang, bullying others with my power? I really don't give you a chance to sell this villain. I will obey orders and leave Longxu, but I refuse to go abroad for treatment - this is my personal wish, and I, the King of Heaven, don't try to force you. Tell the people behind you, he was not as good as me decades ago, but now they are not as good as me. I, Long Qianzhang, trampled them openly, and now - they are the ones who are doing this? Sad."

Hearing that the Dragon King directly explained their conspiracy, Yang Du no longer hid it. He held his glasses and smiled gloomy. "It seems that this sentence was said by the Dragon King? Only success or failure can be judged by heroes. As long as you succeed, nothing else matters."

Yang Du squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Luo, saying, "Young people can be arrogant, but don't be stupid. There are many cars outside, so pay attention to safety."

This is a naked threat.

The Dragon King was about to get angry, but Qin Luo had already stepped out first.

"Master, what will happen if I beat him up?"

"Then what?"

"I can keep you from doing anything." The Dragon King said with a crazy smile. The little shrimp actually threatened his apprentice in front of him, which had completely angered him.

As a soldier, if you can't even protect your own soldiers, how can you talk about defending your country? Who would still be willing to tie your head to the belt to charge you?

Throughout history, famous generals from ancient times to the present are typical examples of loving soldiers as much as their sons, and the Dragon King is no exception.

So, after Qin Luo asked this question, he immediately knew what he meant. He did not stop it, but instead had a little bit of a fuel to fuel the fire.

Besides, fighting this fight is only beneficial to Qin Luo - of course, there are also a little bit of disadvantages.

"That's good." Qin Luo said. Just as he was about to rush forward to fight this little glasses for three hundred rounds, he turned around and asked with concern: "Can I beat him?"

The Dragon King smiled even more violently and said, "Didn't you just say it? He is a soft guy who wants to be strong and has no backbone, no blood, no blood, no IQ, only relying on a pair of mouths to make a living. If you ask such a question, you are not afraid of getting angry? She has spent a lot of effort on your fist and foot skills. She has taught you everything she can, and she has not hidden her own personal information at all."

"I just asked casually, afraid that if I lose, I will embarrass my master." Qin Luo's face was a little confused by being teased by the Dragon King. So he wanted to change the topic quickly.

He was ready to take action.

Yang Du was so angry that one Buddha and two Buddhas ascended to heaven by the conversation between the master and the disciple. His calves were tense, his body was straight, and his chest was not wide and deep, and he said loudly: "I am a senior general of the military. I see whoever dares to touch me-"

Before he could finish his words, he was punched hard in the face.

Qin Luo thought he could resist with some urgency, but he didn't expect to succeed in the first strike.

So he put his hands on his neck and pulled his thin and fragile little body in front of him, and hit his knee and pressed him against his stomach.

Yang Du screamed, bowed his body and softened, his head drooped, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose fell to the ground.

Qin Luo kicked up again, and Yang Du's body was like a kite with a broken string - no, the tennis ball hit by a racket knocked down on the wall with a "splash", crushing several pots of flowers in the corner of the wall.

Then, he lay there like a dead dog, and no longer moved.

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