Mixed Miners

Yang Ling knows that although these have no relationship with their own farts, only those who have come to foreign countries really know their country. In fact, they are not as bad as they thought. At least, the case of ghost villages, the case of long-term large population disappearance in decades, It is impossible for China to be forced.

Yang Ling said it over and over again, and took out his mobile phone to take the photo of Barang Village and his photo in the cave to Zhao Fanlong.

Looking at the caves filled with thousands of bones, even the rudeness of Zhao Fanlong, who has dealt with the drug smugglers who died in the rivers and lakes all the year round, feels cold and erect, and a cold air rushes from the sole of the foot to the top of the head. One after another.

After all, it is now an era of peace. The army is still an army, but it is no longer an iron-and-blood force that has been killed in the rain of bullets and the blood of the corpse. The scene of the corpse is like a mountain, and the scene of the corpse has never been seen.

"That week you are not familiar with!" Yang Ling looked at the cheek twisted Zhao Fanlong, and quickly opened the topic.

"You are talking about the guy who was smashed by me in the Imperial City last time. It is still familiar. He is the youngest grandson of Zhou Cannon. We grew up in a military compound, but the kid has a lot of brains. Going out to play together, often running faster than a rabbit after a disaster, so we all call him a week rabbit, and when I grow up, I don’t want to do business all day..."

Yang Ling interrupted him: "Do you mean that he was not a good thing since he was a child?"

Hey~!

Zhao Fanlong stayed for a moment, then looked at Yang Ling’s look and looked forward, and suddenly realized that he quickly nodded. “Yes, yes, this little **** is not a good thing since childhood. The face of our army’s compound was lost by him. Climb the wall to steal things, smash the glass of the people, and peek at the woman to take a shower..."

Yang Ling's cheeks pumped a few times and said: "He is so bad, you have been black for him since he was a child, haven't thought about trying to beat him?"

"Think, why don't you want to, but..." Zhao Fanlong sneaked a bit. "Zhou Da Cannon has a bad temper. This little **** will go back to cry every time he is bullied. Zhou cannon will come to our house. and then my father would beat me, so ...... so ...... then we would not play with him! If it is not the last time my grandfather speaker, I can not beat him, then you do not see a cannon to week It looks like eating explosives."

Yang Ling imagined the scene of a half-size chicken flying dog that grew up in a group of troops. The black line said: "Help me a favor, I will give you a good job!"

Zhao Fanlong immediately took a look at his eyes and said with excitement: "Yang Ge, what... what made...made?"

"Don't you want to become a master of internal strength?" Yang Ling looked at Zhao Fanlong with a smile and smiled. "If you make him very satisfied, I will help you to get through the second line of the governor and achieve an invincible innate world." Master, become the first martial artist among the national troops..."

Yangling would not finish, Zhao Van Loon was shaking Yangling grabbed the arm of his face red, said:. "~ Good ~ good, I'll go back and beat him, beat Zhou cannon would not recognize them."

"This is not anxious." Yang Ling put his finger on the left side of the barracks, a light green floral skirt, a straw hat, and a woman who was talking with a few locals who sold the goods. "That is Who? How can a woman come and go in a military camp?"

Zhao Fanlong looked at the young woman and looked at Yang Ling. The cheeks shook involuntarily, but this action did not escape Yang Ling’s eyes.

"This is my cousin, called Bai Hao. Last time I came back from the emperor, she would come with me to distract me..." Zhao Fanlong said with a smile.

The income is dead!

Yang Ling suddenly realized that it was not without a reason to see this woman can't help herself. It seems that the old man Zhao Zhaoxing, who always feels righteous, is also playing a game in the dark. It is estimated that he will use this day to come. Deal with yourself.

Looking at the look of the day, Yang Ling has some tangles in his heart. Do you want to pick up the tricks?

Although this white pheasant looks not very beautiful, it is not special, but the victory is in a different taste, youthful, full of lively atmosphere, like... um, female students in middle school, Innocent and innocent, and Xue Yurong is a bit like, but it is not particularly like, obviously looks much quieter than the girl.

Yang Ling looked at Bailu and bought some souvenirs. She used a few bunches of grass to carry it back. When the wind blew, she quickly extended the other hand and held the hat. As a result, the wind rolled up the skirt and blew a touch. Spring color, a cartoon small inside reveals.

Wow~!

Yang Ling’s eyes slammed the boss, and the saliva came out immediately.

"Cousin, I bought some fresh mushrooms with the big cockroaches today. Is it good for me to cook pheasant mushrooms at night?"

Bai Hao saw a young stranger, and looked at Yang Ling with amazement. He found that this guy looked a little bit strange, but he nodded politely and then swayed with a bunch of mushrooms. It’s gone, it’s a bit of a feeling of being a sister.

"Yang Ge, my cousin is not bad, are you interested in introducing me to your girlfriend?" Zhao Fanlong laughed like a old fox stealing a chicken.

Yang Ling glared at him with a faint saying: "You haven't seen me have a girlfriend in the emperor. Isn't this the initiative?"

Hey~!

Zhao Fanlong pumped a few times and quickly stopped mentioning this nephew. Suddenly he was very excited and said: "Yang Ge, there are a lot of wild game on the mountain nearby. There are many wild boars. Now the weather is still early, let's go hunting!"

Yang Lin also came to the interest ~www.readwn.com~ I often squat on the mine star, to say that the real gun hunting has never been done, so the big hand waved: "Go, go A tiger comes to eat!"

Zhao Fanlong: ...

Ten minutes later, Yang Ling and his sticks were all armed with camouflage camouflage. They came out of the barracks with an automatic rifle in their hands. Then they and Zhao Fanlong and two soldiers sat on a convertible off-road vehicle, ready to go.

At this time, Dou Yuntao ran out of the canteen with a big stomach, and ran while still running.

"Wait for me, wait for me! I will go too!"

Looking at him and running a few more steps, he will push out the food he just ate. Yang Ling said with a black line: "You still have a good rest in the room, go away~"

After a wave of waving, the soldiers driving the pedals to the end of the pedal, the off-road vehicle roared and smashed out, and soon rushed out of the camp, leaving only a reverberating black smoke.

Dou Yuntao was crying and holding the door frame, and muttered in his mouth: "I am really a pig, why should I eat so much? Why?" (To be continued.)