Ode to the Dragon

When the cold wind blows, everyone in the audience is stunned, just like a petrified sculpture -

it's Chu Feng who sits in the car of the commander of Yanjing war zone and the real power general?

The most unpromising adopted son of the third son of the Zhou family, the "wild seed" that everyone despises?

"Chu Feng, you are so brave. When did you run into general Yang's car?" Yu Hui was shocked for half a minute, and his face was full of anger

Uncle Zhou Yang was also angry. "It's not like words. It's not like words. Third, look at your son. What's his virtue? It's a shame to us!"

Zhou Yao was stunned for two seconds. He immediately pulled out his gun and said with righteous words: "are you the little bastard in the third uncle's family? If you dare to offend my adoptive father, I can kill you first and then shoot you! "

Old master Zhou was so angry that he beat his feet and chest and beat his crutches hard, "be presumptuous, just be presumptuous. Come on, take this wild seed back to me, beat me to death and throw it into the sea to feed the fish!"

The Zhou family was so angry that the guests on the scene were even more critical.

Obviously, in their eyes, Chu Feng, the "inferior pariah", offended the military power. The following crimes were unforgivable and heinous -

but no one found them. From the beginning to the end, Yang Jingyu, the commanding officer of the Yanjing war zone, stood on one side and was respectful.

The soldiers of the four or five trucks were still upright and solemn -

Chu Feng's eyes were calm and swept around, looking at and remembering every face and every word in the audience.

He calmly stepped out, just a light drop: "with the title."

"Yes

Yang Jingyu was upright and saluted. Then from the back seat of the car, he took out his weathered military uniform --

Hua La --

purple gold Python and fluttered in the wind.

Qingfeng sword, hanging high at the waist.

With the national emblem on his head, four stars on his shoulder, and the military medals covering his whole upper body, he is full of brilliance -

at this moment, Chu Feng's whole temperament has changed. He is as sharp as a king in the world!

When the cold wind blows, his upright and calm body is like a standing statue, which will never fade in spite of the wind and rain and the change of years -

"sisisi -"

the whole audience is petrified in an instant, sucking cold air voice one after another.

"What are you doing in a daze? If you don't hear the old man's words, beat this beast to death!" Feeling the surrounding atmosphere solidified, uncle Zhou Yang frowned angrily. He turned around and looked at Chu Feng:

"you wild seed, dare to --"

before Zhou Yang finished his sentence, his face turned pale, like cold on his back, which made his teeth tremble.

"One, two, three, four!"

Four generals?

It's a four-star general. It's the God of war!

Zhou Yao's wrists with the gun were shaking, as if struck by lightning, and his lips were purple.

Zhou Wen, Yu Hui and others were so scared that their legs softened and they couldn't stand up at all.

Even the old master of the Zhou family was short of breath, unsteady footed, and nearly fell down -

crash -

everyone in the audience stood up, shocked and incredible.

In their lifetime, they could see a living God of war. What a glory and shock!

Chu Feng stepped forward and looked down upon the wolf and the eagle.

he said faintly, "Yang Jingyu, according to the laws of his own country, if you don't worship the general, what should you do?"

Yang Jingyu's eyes swept around and said coldly, "if you don't worship the general, it's considered that you despise the military power and make a decision."

Clattering -

with a wave of his hand, nearly a hundred soldiers behind him loaded the bullets, and the black muzzle pointed at the crowd. A shadow of death immediately enveloped the whole audience.