Southeast Asia, a country.?

Manzhu Katherine was lying weakly on the hospital bed and unable to move. She was very alive and suffered such severe injuries and eventually survived. Until now, her body was very painful, and she couldn't even squat down in the toilet. But her sickly pale face had a smile, and she didn't care about what would happen in the future if she hurt her, and also didn't care about what kind of sequelae would cause.

"I heard that my brother is very angry, right?" Catherine smiled at the mercenary who was guarding him, "Well, he is angry, I will feel happy, hahaha."

The mercenary glanced at Catherine and whispered: "Your Excellency Shahua is not angry, but angry."

"It's great to be angry, then I should be partying hahahaha," Catherine laughed and said, "What else is more interesting than his anger? Is he going to take revenge? Tell him, be safe, now is not the time for revenge. We are now wanted by China and must avoid the edge. I don't want my brother to die so soon, and I want to watch him live for a hundred years."

"Yes." The mercenary nodded.

"Go out and gather everyone, and don't take any tasks in the near future."

The mercenary nodded again and turned around and walked out with a look of helplessness in his eyes. As someone around Catherine, he had long known that the entanglement between the Manzhu Shahua brothers and sisters was very distorted and heart-wrenching. Even if the people outside thought that this was a pair of devil-like brothers and sisters, they still felt that the leader was a pitiful woman. Yes, it was very pitiful, so pitiful that he could only love and take revenge in a perverted way.

But Catherine doesn't think she's pitiful. She never feels pitiful, so she doesn't think she's pitiful.

"Swish swish swish swish"

Catherine picked up the drawing board next to her and quickly tapped the lines with a pencil. After the thick and heavy lines were finished, a handsome man appeared on the cheek. She stared at the figure sketch drawn with her memory, and tears fell down, gently pressed on the man's lips and kissed him gently.

"Brother, are you really angry when I look like this? Can you be angry? I don't know how happy I am. I really live well. At least I can't die before me. You have to live well because I love you."

After shed tears for a while, Catherine put the sketch aside and drew it with a pencil again. When she stopped writing, the avatar of Long Xiaoqi appeared on the drawing board.

Staring at Long Xiaoqi's avatar, Catherine gently licked her tongue, and drew a skull around her with a red pen. Then she drew a scar on the avatar that penetrated the hole, dyeing it with bright red blood. Finally, she used a pencil to modify the portrait's eyes and cheeks, making it painful, as if she was tortured by the most severe criminal law.

"You're dead." Catherine said to Long Xiaoqi's portrait: "You're going to die, your family is going to die, and everyone around you will die."

There was an extremely vicious light in her eyes, like a cold poisonous snake. This was the only person who could hurt her body so seriously and put her death list on her death list.

But suddenly, the cruelty in Catherine's eyes disappeared without a trace, and instead she was chuckled.

"I won't kill you, don't worry, I will become friends with you, become close friends, and then I will protect you. I can already imagine my brother's expression, hahahahaha." Catherine laughed, leaned over her lips and kissed the ferocious bullet holes drawn, and said to herself: "You are such a cruel guy. Are you not afraid that I will deal with your woman in the same way, little guy, you will die in despair."

Domestic, Dragon Hidden Forces.

For many people, this is a dream, the real dream. Countless soldiers are preparing for war in order to enter the Dragon Hidden army, experiencing cruel assessments and enduring eliminations again and again. Because they want to become dragons and become the best kings of soldiers, and Dragon Hidden is where they can achieve their dreams.

It is even said that many soldiers have killed themselves in Long Yin's assessment, and many soldiers have lost their lives in the assessment. But in every way, a soldier who does not want to become a general is not a good soldier; a soldier who does not want to become a Long Yin is not a real soldier. This is the den of the dragon and tiger. If you enter, you will have a place in the den of the dragon and tiger.

However, for Leng Tao, this place is like hell and a nightmare

No one cares about his life or death. The daily training standards are all set according to the limits of his age. From the moment he gets up, he has to start to endure and bear it. No one will have any mercy on him, and no one will care about him. Even the military doctor is cold and will turn around and leave after treating his wounds.

Leng Tao didn't even have time to think about whether this was hell or a nightmare, because there was no time. He turned into a wheel, moving forward constantly, moving forward, even if it was scarred and exhausted.

"Boss, are you crazy to recruit soldiers like Leng Tao in? He has no talent, but rural children who have never come into contact with anything." The instructor in charge of Leng Tao's special training rushed to Liao Shaoyingbiao on the training ground.

Leng Tao was right next to him, his face numb, as if he was already tired and stupid, so tired that he lost his ability to think.

The instructor didn't care about his thoughts at all because there was no reason to worry. Leng Tao did not meet the standards of special moves at all, and the coordination of the body alone could make people collapse. Long Yin needed such a person, and Long Yin never needed such a person. Instructors would never be kind to such a person. If he was kind to such a soldier, it would be equivalent to a murderer.

If you don’t have to, it’s not possible. If you force yourself to go up, you will die when you arrive on the battlefield, so you don’t need to be kind, nor can you be kind. All harshness is to make every dragon Yin live better. This is the only rule.

"Why do you yell at me? You have the skill to yell at me? Why not go directly to the boss?" Liao Shaoying said lightly: "If you dare to yell at the boss, I, Liao Shaoying, wash your socks."

Hearing this sentence, the instructor was stunned for a moment and then smiled bitterly. He dared to roar at Liao Shaoying, but he didn't dare to roar at the boss no matter what, unless he wanted to die.

"Boss, this, at least there is an explanation for this," the instructor said helplessly.

"Long Xiaoqi will enter Long Yin within three years, that's what it means." Liao Shaoying said.

"If Long Xiaoqi gives me it within three years, I will be anxious with you." The instructor screamed: "I don't care whoever robs me, you have to compensate me anyway, otherwise I will stop doing it."

"Get out, don't you like to do it, teach what you have at hand first."

Liao Shaoying smiled and cursed, turned around and left. He was looking forward to Long Xiaoqi entering the Long Yin army, and even said that the entire Long Yin was looking forward to Long Xiaoqi coming in quickly. Long Yin could still call Long Yin without Long Family members.

Leng Tao, who was standing there, was hated in his heart: Long Xiaoqi, I thank you for sending me to the Longyin army. This is hell, it is not wrong at all, but I like it because it can make me stronger and become extremely powerful. I admit that I have to thank you for teaching me to endure.

Leng Tao always believed that Long Xiaoqi was the real murderer who killed his brother. He was enduring and enduring according to what Long Xiaoqi said.

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Chapter completed!