"Hold him!"

"Hold him!"

The people behind are still chasing after him.

Zhang Yong rushed in front of Zhou Yang. At this moment, Zhou Yang was fully armed and ready.

He led a platoon of soldiers, all equipped with submachine guns, and charged at everyone who came. Those people couldn't help but stop. They could arrest Zhang Yong, but they couldn't force Zhou Yang to move his legs.

That would be the opposite.

Is the person Zhou Yang has brought good? Will he open fire directly?

One's back is Commander Qian, and the other's back is Deputy Commander Yang. The two big guys bumped into each other by mistake. If they don't know what's interesting, then they're nothing more than cannon fodder.

"torch!"

The people behind him retreated angrily.

Zhang Yong then breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Zhou Yang. He hesitated to speak.

like……

seem……

Deputy Commander Yang is so arrogant!

He actually dared to do such an outrageous thing. He obviously didn't take Commander Qian seriously.

Of course, Zhang Yong would not say it. There is no need to ask.

Commander Qian will know what will happen tomorrow without him having to tell him. How to deal with mistakes is none of Commander Qian's business.

As the director of the attendant's office and the commander of the Songhu garrison, if I can't submit to Deputy Commander Yang, haha...

"What's Deputy Commander Yang's name?"

"Yang Hu."

"Thanks!"

Zhang Yong nodded.

Yang Hu is so arrogant. You should be more careful in the future.

Suddenly I felt a chill on my back. I turned around and found that Yang Hu had come out. Just now he looked gloomy like a reincarnated mountain eagle, but now he was smiling again.

It's secretly creepy. Made. Are those guys the face-changing actors in Sichuan Opera?

Everyone's expressions changed so quickly.

You have to learn it yourself. You have to learn how to hide a sword in a smile and a sword in a sweet talk.

"Zhang Yong!" Yang Hu called affectionately.

"Commander Yang." Zhang Yong secretly warned.

"Not bad. He is courageous and has good body and legs. He is worthy of being a talent selected by Commander Qian." Yang Hupi smiled but seemed very friendly, "When we first met, he didn't have anything good to give me.

That Browning leg gun is a new one, so it was given to me as a gift. From now on, they will have frequent exchanges to keep in touch and strengthen their relationship."

"I can't be wrong, Commander Yang, he understands my kindness..." Zhang Yong said slowly.

That Yang Hu is really a tiger with a smiling face.

People born in the year of the dog have a face. They can turn over their heads faster than they can turn over a book.

Just now he wanted to beg him to be killed, but now Ma Zai is trying to win over him in front of everyone. He is deliberately trying to sow discord between himself and Commander Qian.

Isn't it really too dangerous to deal with such a person? He can kill you at any time.

Mudd, why are there so many old men everywhere?

"What? I don't give him any face?" Yang Hu's smile suddenly froze.

"He... thanked Commander Yang!" Zhang Yong was shocked.

Madhu, she changed her face again. Is she really a pervert?

Okay, give me some face. I want to give him something. Why can’t he accept it?

He immediately stepped forward and took the Browning gun with his legs. He found that there was no bullet at all and the magazine was empty. He felt it when it entered his legs.

After all, he has been practicing hard for a while and is very familiar with the Browning leg gun.

That brand-new Browning M1935 high-power leg gun has a magazine that can hold thirteen 9mm bullets. It must be heavy. Anyone with experience should be able to tell the difference.

So, for a high-leg guy, he bet my gun had no bullets, which was a very, very dangerous thing.

He didn't even know if he had bullets in his gun, so he deserved to die.

"How's it going? His gun is pretty good, right?"
Chapter completed!