we are brothers

Hearing a loud sound of "Boom!", Mo Jiacheng fell to the ground directly, and he couldn't get up anymore. He was lying on the ground, spinning, his nose, eyes, and ears were covered with blood. The more he raised his stick, under the sunlight, he looked at Mo Jiacheng, "My brother said something wrong just now, it wasn't that Hu Luoping was bullied by dogs, you are not even a dog."

After finishing speaking, Wang Yue held up the stick and pointed at Mo Jiacheng on the ground four or five times in a row, "Boom, boom, boom, boom". The stick was like making dumplings and chopping stuffing. Two more sticks were aimed at the people on the ground with a "boom, bang". Mo Jiacheng was lying on the ground without any movement. Jia Cheng stood up, and pointed his head, "Fucking shit!" He greeted him again with a stick.

The stick was really strong, and when he heard a "click", the baseball bat in his hand was cut into two halves. Mo Jiacheng was motionless, lying on the ground like a dead pig, He was motionless, the part above his neck had been deformed by Wang Yue, Wang Yue saw that the stick in his hand was broken, he threw the stick aside, turned around and walked towards the other side, On the other two sides, there are more than ten people on one side. These ten people do not look like locals. Each of them is burly, and together they look like twenty people. They all hold very advanced weapons in their hands. The people on board were under control, Wang Yue walked to the side of the car, started one of the cars, greeted Mo Jiacheng's body over there, and pressed it with a "buzz", "buzz "He fell back again with a sound, he drove back and forth a dozen times, he parked the car outside, took out a can of gasoline from the trunk, took the gasoline and sprinkled it on Mo's house. Soon, he squinted his eyes and lit the cigarette for himself. He took a few puffs of the cigarette, then smiled, turned around and walked towards Jiang Yuwei over there, and threw the cigarette casually There was a "buzz" at the back, and the fire behind him burst into flames.

When Wang Yue walked to Jiang Yuwei's side, there was a loud "Boom!", and the car over there was also blown up. There were still some bad scars on Wang Yue's face. Jiang Yuwei smiled, "I just said that I am a lucky general. I bet that apart from me, Wang Yue, no one else can get through that primeval forest, and walk on the ground."

"That person in Uganda is very interesting. At the beginning, that group of people almost killed me directly. They didn't give me a chance to see Uganda at all. It was my fate, or your epaulets played a role. I don't know why. The epaulets It fell into the hands of Uganda, and then I was rescued. This Uganda is also very righteous. They have a place to sneak into the country secretly, bypassing the border. He picked more than 20 people for me to accompany me. He came with me and said, no matter whether he lives or dies, he must take you back, and he asked me to convey a word to you for him." Wang Yue smiled, "That is your home."

"Haha, hahaha, hahaha" Jiang Yuwei burst out laughing suddenly, he raised his fist and punched Wang Yue in the face "Damn it, talk to me well, shut up if you can't talk .”

"Hahaha" Wang Yue also laughed, "I didn't expect that my Jiang brother can cover me like this from anywhere, haha."

He was obviously in a good mood. Soon, the two got up and looked around. There were more than 30 people around, more than 20 were their own, and more than ten were chasing and killing Jiang Yuwei. Wang Yue was not so Worried, he pulled Jiang Yuwei and pulled Jiang Yuwei up. Just when he was about to speak, Jiang Yuwei grabbed his wrist and shook his head at him.

Both Wang Yue and Jiang Yuwei have been old brothers for many years. When Jiang Yuwei shook his head, he knew what Jiang Yuwei meant. Wang Yue sighed and didn't talk. He just followed Jiang Yuwei's side. Soon, Jiang Yuwei left When he got to the side of the group of captives, he looked at the group of captured people and patted his chest, "I, Jiang Yuwei, have been a man all my life, upright and upright, you are all soldiers of our country, I don't want to hurt you, you guys let's go."

The soldiers on the side obviously couldn't believe it, and everyone looked at Jiang Yuwei in astonishment.

"There is nothing to look at, let you go, you just go, if you want to continue chasing me, just come."

Jiang Yuwei's voice was not loud, he walked up to one of the soldiers, straightened his neck for him, "You are all doing well." His voice was not loud, but it was full of sincerity, "I am willing to continue Come after me, come on."

After saying that, Jiang Yuwei put his arms around Wang Yue's shoulders, and carried Wang Yue forward step by step, "Can't you grow taller?"

"Why didn't someone beat you to death just now? It would be good if you smashed your broken mouth. I really don't live up to it. I knew it would be late."

"Hahahaha" The laughter of the two brothers came out again, and more than 20 Burmese soldiers around them also began to retreat slowly...

In bs city, in the dead of night, Wang Long was lying in the room, holding his mobile phone, thinking whether to call Wang Ci, at this time, the door outside the room was opened directly, you know, Wang Long's door was locked Yes, it can't be opened even with a key, but if it is opened at this time, it can only explain one problem, that is, the dog is here.

After Gouzi entered the room, he walked up to Wang Long and pulled Wang Long, "Brother Long, I found a girlfriend."

When Wang Long heard this, he turned his head and glanced at Gouzi, "Are you kidding me? Girlfriend? Why did you come here?"

"Look for a girlfriend and get married. I'm already old and my sister has children. It's my turn to get married."

Thinking of Bai Jing, Wang Long paused, and suddenly remembered that strange hunter, the hunter named White Cat, Wang Long sat up straight at once, which startled the dog next to him. "What are you doing, you scared me to death."

Wang Long stared at Gouzi, "Gouzi, let me ask you a question, think about it carefully, let me ask you, who taught you the anesthesia gun in your hand, and the technique of wondering? You can't forget your roots. Is the tyrant your father!"