Reaper's Wings

The two teenagers are about fourteen or fifteen years old, and their faces are somewhat similar, presumably they are two brothers.

The younger man looked a little arrogant, but his eyes kept looking at Zhao Yanting's hair, but the older man said directly to Zhao Yanting: "Hey, brother, where did you dye your hair, why is it so natural, brother Reveal reveal."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows at Zhao Yanting, looking familiar.

Although the younger boy didn't speak, he listened attentively.

Zhao Yanting was a little depressed. Today, I don't know how many people said that his hair was well dyed. This is true, so depressed Zhao Yanting ignored the two boys.

However, a little older will not give up so easily.

"Don't tell me, brother, everyone is imitating Zhao Yanting. I don't think you have a long gun yet. How about this? Tell me where you dyed your hair, and I'll give you a long gun!"

This young man looked at Zhao Yanting with a look of letting you take advantage of him, but the person he was showing to was still indifferent.

"Actually, he is Zhao Yanting!"

Suddenly, Song Dong said, Zhao Yanting looked at Song Dong in astonishment after hearing the words, not understanding why he told the truth.

Sure enough, the two young brothers were attracted by Song Dong's words.

However, they just looked at Song Dong for less than three seconds and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, brother is so tall, you even asked someone to tell you that you are Zhao Yanting, and then pretended to be cool without saying a word, so that you look more handsome, why didn't I think of it?"

The teenagers thought of a better way to imitate their idols.

"Ji Xiang, to commemorate the two young masters, the room is ready, go to bed early, we have to hurry tomorrow, don't waste time here."

At this moment, Rob's words came over, and Zhao Yanting secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The man who was called Rob by the two teenagers was still useful to speak, and the attention of the two teenagers was quickly attracted by Rob, but the two of them began to discuss the good idea they had just thought of. Song Dong and Zhao Yanting were completely forgotten.

"Hehehe!"

After the two left, Song Dong laughed lightly, Zhao Yanting took a look and said nothing, he was not in the mood to talk, this journey was really depressed.

"It's two samurai, not bad!"

A samurai, in the army, is a first-level elite soldier, who can only reach the first level after hard training and actual combat drills. It is not bad for two teenagers to reach the first-level warrior at the age of fourteen or fifteen.

But compared to the two monsters sitting on the table, it was still far worse.

"But it would be bad if there were only samurai."

Song Dong said the second sentence, faintly looking forward to the Dragon King.

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The next morning, in a wide pond outside the small town, a small boat floated casually. Song Dong and Zhao Yanting were drifting with the tide on this rented small boat.

"You are in a hurry to watch the Dragon King Meeting, why do you still have time to play this?"

Even sitting on the boat, Zhao Yanting was still holding his long gun and asked Song Dong puzzled.

"Young man, pay attention to enjoying life. Besides, the Dragon King Meeting will start tomorrow. In the morning, we will sacrifice to the Dragon King. In the afternoon, we will have a farewell party for the gifted boys and girls in Luotang Province. What's the rush!"

Early in the morning, Song Dong asked the waiter about the situation of the Dragon King Association. Zhao Yanting was also there at the time, so when he heard what Song Dong said, he kept silent and began to practice on the boat.

Since Zhao Yanting recovered from his injury last time, he felt his blood boil more and more, and the speed of absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth was obviously accelerated. In other words, he has passed the elementary level of martial arts and entered the intermediate level of martial arts.

And Song Dong is still in the primary stage of a martial artist. These days he has practiced a lot more than Zhao Yanting, but all the vitality of the world he cultivated has been absorbed by the heart, and the slightly blackened heart swallows Song Dongchuan like a bottomless pit. The vitality of heaven and earth that came over.

Although Song Dong hasn't even completed one of the five internal organs, he is still very happy to feel his heart beating stronger and stronger and the lost vitality returning little by little.

Puff!

At some point, Song Dong had already taken off his coat and plunged into the water. This young man who had never been in the water since he was born wandered around in the lake like a fish in water, and caught a few fish in a while.

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"The young man is very capable!"

At some point, a fishing boat came next to their boat, and an old man was admiring it. Song Dong watched the old man's boat rowing over, threw a fish he just got into his boat, and climbed up along the way. On board the old man's boat.

"Old man, we can't eat so much, so I'll give you one."

It's August now, and the water is still very cold. Although Song Dong didn't care, the old fisherman didn't know. After seeing Song Dong coming up, he gave him a dry towel and asked him to wipe it quickly, while busy refusing: "It can be done like this. You have worked so hard to catch it. How can the old man want it?"

"You're welcome, old man. We're just passing by for fun, and we can't take any fish with us, or I'll leave the fish I just caught to you, and I'll beg for mercy at the old man's place at noon today."

Song Dong said with a smile, a kind smile always makes people feel comfortable.

"This……"

The old man was still a little hesitant, Song Dongyou went on to say: "Old man, you see that my whole body is soaked, and I thought about drying my clothes at your house."

"All right!"

Seeing Song Dong's already wet clothes, the old man finally agreed.

Song Dong waved for Zhao Yanting to follow, and the two boats swam towards the shore.

Zhao Yanting, who was following behind them, looked at Song Dong who had been chatting happily with the old man for a while, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Song Dong always has a feeling of unbearable trust. At the beginning, he was controlled by Song Dong without knowing it. Although Zhao Yanting didn't show it at first, there was still some resistance in the deepest part of his heart. With Song Dong's contact, Zhao Yanting found that his resistance to Song Dong had completely disappeared.

This feeling of being trustworthy and trusted made Zhao Yanting feel very warm.

What is the most important quality of a leader is to make your subordinates trust you, and then you trust your subordinates. Only the word "trust" can bring everyone under your command.

Song Dong wants to rebuild the Deathwing mercenaries, this is a must.

Now he's doing fine.

……

"Really delicious!"

The difference between farm meals and restaurants, the most primitive ingredients plus the simplest seasonings, can make the most nostalgic taste, this is what Song Dong wants to eat.

"Thank you, nainai!" Song Dong said to the old man's wife.

"Okay, okay, as long as you like it!" the old nainai said and shed tears.

Only the old couple lived in this simple house. Their son died in the battle. Originally, the pension was enough for them to live well, but for the grandson who dreamed of serving the country, they gave all the money to let them live. He went to study abroad, and it has been three years since he left.

The old nainai shed tears when he saw Song Dong think of his grandson.

"Nainai, don't cry, your grandson is called Tieniu, right? If I see him, I will definitely let him come back to see you!"

As soon as Song Dong finished speaking, the old man said: "Why are you crying? What are you doing when you come back? If your grandson dares to pursue his dream, then he is promising. My old man has nothing to be proud of in this life. He just raised a good son and a good grandson! "

The more the old man spoke, the more excited his voice became.

"Think about Old General Zhao Gang. He is just a farmer who speaks out. It's better not to be the commander of the Fourth Army with 50 troops. If the old man and I had the chance at that time, I would definitely fight with Old General Zhao Gang."

An old man and an old nainai are different concepts, and Song Dong didn't say anything when he heard the words.

Years of wars have caused many families to lose their loved ones, made many families feel honored, and created many personal heroes, making their younger generations want to go out and yearn for heroism even more. Tieniu is one of the typical representatives. .

Farmers are suffering, farmers are hard.

As long as the country gives them a little kindness, they will remember it for several generations.

But farmers also have dreams. They want to get out of this small world and see the big world outside.

Zhao Gang is the most successful example of the South Korean Empire, and this example has also made countless people at the bottom dare to pursue their dreams.

Originally, Song Dong came to the old man's house just to follow suit, but he didn't know that the old man's grandson named Tieniu would become the most steadfast member of his Deathwing mercenaries in the near future.

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After leaving the old man's house, Song Dong and Zhao Yanting embarked on the road to the provincial capital, Qiantang City.

"What do you think!"

After walking in silence for more than two hours, Song Dong asked suddenly. He didn't say what he felt about it, but Zhao Yanting understood what he meant.

"My grandfather once said to me, never leave the bottom of the people!"

"Your grandfather was right!"

Song Dong looked at the road ahead, stepping on the mud under his feet.

"What the people want is what the world wants; the world will eventually be unified, and whoever wins the hearts of the people will win the world."

Zhao Yanting chewed on the meaning of Song Dong's words, but didn't understand, so, is this what Song Dong wants to say?

While Zhao Yanting was thinking, Song Dong suddenly pointed at him and said: "Although it seems that the heroism propaganda of the South Korean Empire is doing well and the people's hearts are still stable, but one day it will eat the bitter fruit of heroism, your grandfather." is the best example, and you will be one of the best examples."

Personal heroism, not national heroism, when the royal family of this empire starts to disappoint, then personal heroes will win the hearts of these people.

After Zhao Gang and Fan Ganfu, Bi Fang became the biggest personal hero in this country.

Song Dong had a vision of the country's future, and Zhao Yanting also felt it.

No one knows that an 11-year-old boy can see this country so thoroughly, and now he is going to the Dragon King Club to see what the "future" of this country looks like.