Dragon God Battle

Chapter 124 Playing dead and fishing (seeking flowers, thanks for supporting my friends!)

Zhang Yan blushed slightly, lying on Xiaolong's bed. At this moment, although half of her body was numb, her heart was filled with endless joy, and she stared at the man who carefully removed the shrapnel from her thigh.

"How I wish time could stay at this moment forever! Then I would be the happiest person in the world!" Zhang Yan thought silently.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan closed her eyes shyly. It turned out that Xiaolong used a knife to cut off all the tattered trousers on Zhang Yan's thigh along the wound. The snow-white jade legs were immediately exposed in front of Xiaolong's eyes, but many places on it were bloodstained and red. The tainted blood contrasted sharply with the white skin.

Xiaolong felt that Zhang Yan's wound was shocking to him, so he suppressed his anger towards the Japanese, took a deep breath, then moved his kung fu, and slowly caressed Zhang Yan's thigh.Zhang Yan only felt a warm current pouring into her body in an instant, and she couldn't help moaning. Her originally numb thighs seemed to be feeling again, but it didn't hurt at all.

Zhang Yan opened her eyes, and suddenly saw that Xiaolong's hands were caressing her thighs. Although it was difficult to have a strange feeling because of the acupuncture points, her heart was still in love with him. This look, My heart was ups and downs, like the shy and beautiful feelings of a woman in first love welling up in my heart one by one.

Zhang Yan wished that Xiaolong could untie his acupoints now and feel the feeling of the other party touching him, but it was just a thought.

"Don't worry, all the fragments can be taken out right away." After Xiaolong finished speaking gently, he increased his strength with both hands, and suddenly concentrated his inner strength on Zhang Yan's thigh.

"Peng", the blood-stained metal fragments were ejected instantly under the action of Xiaolong's internal force. Xiaolong waved his sleeve with his left hand, and all the metal fragments fell into the basin beside him.

Xiaolong hurriedly applied Jinchuang medicine to Zhang Yan. His expression was very calm, and he applied the medicine to Zhang Yan carefully, as if he was treating a perfect work of art, and his movements were very gentle.

"Brother Long, thank you." Zhang Yan was moved and choked up.

Xiaolong just smiled gently, and then said: "Fool, there is nothing to thank, I am your boss, of course I have the responsibility to take care of you, this is what I should do. You can cultivate here with peace of mind, and I will avenge you. Anyone who participates in this plan, I want them all to die badly."

At the end of Xiaolong's speech, his tone became stern and cold, and his eyes were extremely determined.

Zhang Yan's heart was once again shocked by Xiaolong, and she suddenly grabbed Xiaolong's hand tightly, and looked at Xiaolong with great admiration.

"What's the matter, look at how happy you are when you hear that you will be avenged, haha. Don't worry, I will do what I say." Xiaolong said with a smile, but he was a little scared in his heart, and wanted to leave here early.Because Xiaolong is not a wooden person, Xiaolong still understands Zhang Yan's thoughts, but he always treats her like a brother, completely ignoring the relationship between men and women. Now feeling her abnormal movements, he feels a little uncomfortable.

"Thank you, you must be careful, I am waiting for your good news." Zhang Yan finally let go of Xiaolong's left hand, and said with concern.

Xiaolong applied the last layer of medicine to Zhang Yan, wrapped it tightly with a bandage, and then said with a smile: "I'll go out first, and call Haizi, Liu Yu and others' girlfriends to take care of you later, haha! Take care of your wounds .”

Under Zhang Yan's reluctant eyes, Xiaolong walked out of the room slowly but firmly.

As soon as he left the room, Xiaolong's expression immediately became very cold, and his aura became extremely domineering. He closed his eyes silently, and soon felt where his brothers were.

"Boss, why did you come out so soon? Is Zhang Yan okay?" Haizi looked at the serious little dragon with a surprised expression, his heart skipping a beat.

"Tell you and Liu Yu's girlfriend to take care of Zhang Yan! Now we are about to act, so hurry up and make an announcement." Xiaolong said without changing his expression.

Xiaolong appeared on Mount Miyamoto. At this moment, this place can no longer be called a mountain. In the thick smoke, it is obvious that this place is already a basin, a huge basin artificially blown out.

A few minutes later, several members of the Crazy Dragon Gang also appeared on this low land.

"Damn it, the ghosts of Gou Ri actually blew up this place like this, I dare not." Long Snake cursed angrily.

"Hush!~" Xiaolong threw himself on the ground violently, "Someone is coming, heaven, everyone get down first, lure them down, and then..." Xiaolong's words revealed strong self-confidence and coldness.

Yoshida Murano was in the ecstasy of complacency. Although he used a lot of precious weapons and ammunition, he eliminated the opponent after all, and finally settled his worries.

"Today is really a good day! The weather is also great! I'm in a better mood. Those Chinese people should have been turned into ashes by now!" Yoshida Murano said loudly, touching his slightly bald head.

"Sir, it goes without saying that the hill has been blown into a basin. If they are not dead, it can only be called a miracle, but miracles can't be born on those Chinese, so, you Just rest assured!" Yoshida Murano's secretary said with a smile.

"No matter what, it's more reassuring to go down and have a look. Hey, I want to see if their corpse fragments are still there." Yoshida Murano said with a smile.

"Sir, you have to be on the safe side! Those Chinese are super experts, maybe they are still alive, so I don't know what to say. I think we should observe the situation at a low altitude for a while." A short and fat officer He said with a slightly disturbed expression.

"Baga, you, why are you so timid? Even if they are masters, so what? Have you seen that Mount Miyamoto was blown up by missiles? No matter how powerful they are, they are still human, and they are also flesh and blood. It is impossible for them to survive. "Yoshida Murano scolded angrily.

The chunky officer did not lower his head, but sat up straight, listening to the officer's reprimand, with an innocent expression on his face.Several colleagues around him also looked at him with contempt, and the deputy captain was even more angry, wishing to slap his mouth immediately.

Yoshida Murano looked at this subordinate who has always been famous for his honesty, and the anger in his heart gradually dissipated. He laughed and said, "Don't be angry, everyone. There is still some truth in what Matsui-kun said. In this way, we will first Circling a few times at low altitude, if you find something abnormal, retreat quickly, if they are dead, we will go down, hehe, find their bodies, and report to the military above, this is a great contribution!"

"Yes, the murderers of the Miyamoto Gang, one of the largest gangs in Japan, all died in the 5th Battalion of our Self-Defense Forces. Soon all the people in Japan will know your brilliant commanding skills, Captain, and our Self-Defense Forces will also be regarded as heroes by the people. Admired forever, haha, I think the future is bright! Of course, this time it is all thanks to the excellent command of the two captains that we can achieve such a record." The secretary said with a smile.

Several fighter jets circled Miyamoto Mountain along the low altitude, and several scouts wore binoculars to carefully search every place on the ground, but they found nothing.

"Sir, I found several corpses lying on a bombed-out hillside." A small soldier suddenly shouted.

"Quickly, distinguish clearly whether it is the corpses of those Chinese people or not, show me clearly." Yoshida Murano said eagerly.

Soon, a detailed report came: "Several men on the ground were lying in a mess, motionless, and their clothes were covered with blood. After careful identification, they were the Chinese."

Yoshida Murano suddenly had a face full of surprise, and shouted: "Send a few people down to check, if it really is their corpses, haha, then we will all go down."

A few soldiers arrived at the destination quickly by the rope ladder. They approached the bloody corpses cautiously. First, they sniffed one person, only to feel that he had no breath, and his body was cold. Those who were dead could not die anymore.

After checking everyone, one of the soldiers kicked a corpse on the ground with a smirk, "Baga, you are so handsome, but you are still dead. I will kick your corpse, haha."

The man on the ground was Xiaolong, and he sneered in his heart at this moment, "Damn it, if you dare to kick Xiaoye, I will cut you into pieces later."

"Ah", with a loud cry, several other soldiers flew back immediately, "Bastard, the body is harder than a rock, it hurts me to death." The soldier who kicked the dragon cried out depressingly.

At this time, the walkie-talkie on another soldier rang.

"What's going on, are they all the bodies of those people? But there are no dead people." A questioning voice came from the intercom.

The little soldier thought depressingly: "Idiot, if there are living people, then we would be here by now."

"Report sir, there is no living person below. We checked carefully and found that he was not breathing, and even his body was icy cold. Those who are already dead cannot die anymore. Sir, please rest assured." The soldier replied loudly into the microphone.

"Camera, get ready. We have really become national heroes now. To commemorate this great moment, we parachute down collectively. The photographer must take a good shot." Yoshida Murano shouted encouragingly.

Dozens of flowers landed and floated leisurely to the ground less than [-] meters away, and the crowd kept shouting and pretending to be POOS, unaware that death was opening its huge mouth and ready to devour them at any time.

Yoshida Murano held his head high, wiped the few strands of white hair on his bald head, and ordered solemnly: "All gather! The photographer will take a group photo for us first, and stand in front of these corpses. I want to let history Come and witness this splendor, this great victory...."

"Witness your fear of death." An extremely cold voice sounded suddenly.

(End of this chapter)