Long Xiaoqi's balls were broken, and Zhao Ying could not continue to stay here no matter what.? What did she live for? In the past, it was for the motherland, for the people, and for her own beliefs. When she died and came back to life, she completed a complete transformation. She had enough dedication and enough, and it was time to have a selfish and self-centered life.

When they were seventeen or eighteen years old, other girls were dreaming about love and longing for romance, but Zhao Ying was with the god of death; when they were twenty-seven or eight years old, those girls had become extremely realistic and no longer believed in love, Zhao Ying was looking forward to the romance she had never enjoyed. This romance is very simple, just being with Long Xiaoqi, the little gangster, which is so simple.

It doesn't matter how long it takes to live. What's important is that you can live as you want and be extremely selfish. No one can live as selfish, but each of us wants to live as selfish, and then you have to live as selfless. Tired, really tiring. If one day you can live as selfish, it must be the happiest time in life.

"call……"

Zhao Ying took a sip of Monkey Wine, sniffed out a sip of wine, and looked at a special officer kneeling at her feet and fearlessly.

"General Tianjiao, we didn't kick the balls of the flag guards, we really didn't kick the balls. That was just the reason why the organizer of Erner announced this to care about our face. No, really no, really no..." The special officer was almost crying.

Behind them, at least twenty fully armed special forces soldiers were lying on the ground. They were going to carry out a mission to ambush the drug lord, but they didn't wait for the drug lord. They waited for a woman with a scar on her face and a well-known name. They thought this woman was dead, but this woman was not only not dead, but was even stronger than before.

"Well... you bullied my Xiaoqi." Zhao Ying said lightly: "You still want to kill my Xiaoqi, right?"

"No! No! Absolutely no!!! General Tianjiao, we have never thought that way. Really, we never dared to think that way. Everyone knows that the flag guards are yours, and we really don't dare to think like this..."

Anyone knows it or not. What these countries think the most is to take Long Xiaoqi's life, because in the search of the golden train, Long Xiaoqi took a bloody hunt against their people. This is a hatred that cannot be resolved. As long as there is a chance, they will definitely kill Long Xiaoqi!

"Well... go back, take your people back." Zhao Ying raised her head and took a sip of Monkey Wine, and said lightly: "Some hatreds are not hatreds at all, and some hatreds can be ignored. If you dare to bully my Xiaoqi, I promise that the heads of your Minister of National Defense's whole family will be hung on the flagpole. This is what the genius said, and what the woman Long Xiaoqi said."

Hearing this, the special officers were amnesty and crawled to wake up their people and ran away as quickly as possible. This is a woman they can't afford to offend, at least they can't afford to offend at this level.

While siping wine, Zhao Ying traveled through the mountains and forests, and walked through a sea of ​​corpses and blood in a blind eye, the drug lord that the special forces had not waited for had been killed by Zhao Ying.

The question of whether the balls are broken is clear. Since this is the case, there is no need to start a massacre. The most important point is that Zhao Ying knows who bullies whom during this Erner attack. It is clearly that her Xiaoqi bullies others...

You come to seek revenge, yes, my Xiaoqi business is my Zhao Ying business!

All those who participated in the Erner Assault and had conflicts with Long Xiaoqi were found by Zhao Ying. They were really frightened. Unexpectedly, General Tianjiao was not dead and was the first to come out to stand out for Long Xiaoqi. When they brought Zhao Ying's words back, they saw only silence, or the explosion that was about to appear in silence.

Nepal, the Gurkha territory, a village called "Dao".

Zhao Ying slowly walked towards the village, holding the wine pot in her left hand, with a gentle face and a quiet face, and carrying a mountaineering bag, like a hiker who loves traveling. She found this place accurately, and the Thorn Bird told Zhao Ying everything she said to Long Xiaoqi. Even if he didn't say it, Zhao Ying could find it, because she knew that Long Da had friends here, and that he was a friend of life and death.

"Swish!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

A rotating and flying without warning came, and the powerful force affected the degree, breaking through the air and whistling. Is this etiquette? I don’t know, but no matter whether it is etiquette or not, there is no difference for Zhao Ying.

"Swish!"

Zhao Ying drew out the saber and flirted from bottom to top, accurately hitting the rotating.

"Clam!"

The sound of the blades colliding sounded, and the scimitar that once almost killed Long Xiaoqi actually bounced out in the opposite direction and slashed hard on a big tree.

"Bang!"

The blade was deeply trapped into the trunk of the tree. Zhao Ying put away the knife like lightning, slowly raised her head, and took a sip of the monkey wine.

The black barrel stretched out, from all directions. Connor, a half-year-old child, also ran out, looking at the scimitar that was being shaken away with fear, and in the blink of an eye, he entered the woods and hid behind a big tree. He carefully poked his face and looked at Zhao Ying with a smile in fear.

"Captain Kangxi is my old friend." Zhao Ying said with a smile: "The Gurkha Warriors have participated in the Eastern Expedition and fought on the Western Front. Tell the Captain Kangxi that his old friend is here."

"Put down the gun! Put down the gun!!!" A shouting sounded.

A middle-aged Gurkha soldier strode out and looked at Zhao Ying excitedly. He reached out and groped in the small bag he carried with him, and took out a bronze medal hanging on his left chest.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged soldier stood at attention and greeted Zhao Ying with a British military salute and said loudly: "Russo, the second lieutenant of the Third Regiment of the Eastern Expedition and the West Front, has seen the general, please instruct!"

His eyes were full of worship and passion, because the genius general was the existence of idols in their eyes. They could make them completely crazy anytime and anywhere. The most important thing was that the general in front of them gave them a second life!

"Well..." Zhao Ying nodded softly, nodded and said, "The head of the 18th Sparrow Squad in Baghdad captured an infantry vehicle and blew up two tanks, right?"

The Gurkha warrior named Russo was so excited that he didn't expect that the genius general would still remember a little person like him!

"Yes, Russo is always obeying the general's orders!!!" Russo was furious and determined.

"Well... go into the village." Zhao Ying took a sip of white wine and walked slowly towards the village.

As soon as she reached the entrance of the village, she heard the ding-and-dang iron sound and Long Xiaoqi's familiar scolding: Mom, let me thrust? Long Xiaoliu, wait for me, when I see my third sister, I will hang myself in front of my third sister!
Chapter completed!