"Xiaoshanzi, what's the matter?" The future general glanced suspiciously at Liu Lang, who didn't know what medicine was sold in the gourd, and asked loudly.

"Report to the chief, Lieutenant General Zhao Shoushan, commander of the 17th Division of the friendly army, to visit." After Xiao Shanzi entered the house, he saluted the two of them separately and said hurriedly.

"Huh? Zhao Shoushan of the Northwest Army, that is an old friend, he has just withdrawn from the Hebei front, and he is not good at digging his position, why did he come to my poor nest first. The future general couldn't help but be a little surprised, and then glanced at Liu Lang who was smiling, and finally understood who Liu Lang was referring to when he said that there was a protagonist who had not arrived, and this was the one who dared to love. At the moment, he laughed and said: "Since it is the Lieutenant General's visit, I should welcome him, Colonel Liu, how about being a companion?" ”

"Chief Chen invited, Liu Lang dared to disobey?" Liu Lang smiled slightly, and hung a bookbag in front of this future general with a hearty personality.

"Haha, you comrade brother!" The future general nodded Liu Lang with a smile and took the lead.

Getting along with people with a personality like the future general, Liu Lang also rarely reflects his true temperament. Obviously, the effect is leveraged, too serious, but counterproductive.

This is not the kind of "see people talk about people, see ghosts talk nonsense" sleekness. A sleek person can only leave a good impression for a while, but it is difficult to last long. Liu Lang has always retained the roundness of principles, but it is much stronger than this.

Over the years, Liu Lang has not only become more and more like a commander, but also more mellow and comfortable in terms of dealing with the world, and the once sharp and angular "Tiger of the Western Regions" is more like the "Fox of the Western Regions".

A fox whose combat power is not inferior to that of a tiger and who knows how to use his mind and wisdom is naturally more terrifying than a tiger who prefers to use force and is too lazy to think, whether it is a single soldier or a commander of an army.

If he encounters that bullshit at this time, the first young master on the Japanese island, Yoshihiro Minamoto, Liu Lang is confident that he will be killed under the military stab within ten moves. Now, Liu Tuanzuo is becoming more and more proficient in the use of his yin legs, and even Xiong Si, who is as strong as Xiong Si, can't help but clamp his hind legs when he sees him, but after some skills become instinctive, they are used unnaturally.

Bears, taking such a kick, can't stand it.

It's okay to be a juvenile panda! After suffering a loss, the future national treasure has a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and he will never wrestle with Liu Tuanzuo again.

Sometimes this person is it! I really can't think about it, and as soon as I think about it, he appears.

Especially the enemy. In other words, men generally can't think about men.

Just when Liu Lang accompanied the future general of the Republic to greet another "uninvited" protagonist.

Far away in Zhengding City, an important town in Hebei Province that had been captured by the 20th Division of the Japanese Army, a Japanese soldier wearing a white shirt and yellow military trousers sitting on a chair was taking the trouble to wipe his katana in the house.

The snow-bright and incomparable katana was spotless, but the Japanese soldier Shaozo still stared at the blade with an oilcloth and slowly wiped the blade of Sen Ran, looking at his gentle eyes and careful technique, as if the blade was the most tender skin of the girl under him.

"Your Excellency Yuan Yi, Your Excellency the Division Commander, please." A Japanese second lieutenant walked into the door of the house, respectfully bowed his head to the Japanese soldier who was wiping the blade very seriously, and reported.

That Japanese soldier with a resolute face is not Liu Lang, who else can be Yoshihiro Yuan, who is no longer his enemy? Liu Lang didn't know that he came to Jindong, the Japanese martial arts genius who ambushed and assassinated him in Beiping City also came to northern China, only 100 kilometers away from the Niangziguan area where he was located, if the Japanese army captured Shijiazhuang and marched at full speed, at most two or three days, the two of them could meet each other.

It's just that this time, not in the city of Beiping, but on the frontal battlefield.

"Your Excellency the Lieutenant General is not going to deploy imperial troops to capture Shijiazhuang of the Chinese, what are you doing when you see me?" Yuan Yoshihiro just didn't leave the bright blade in his hand, and he still said with a hanging look that any Japanese general would be angry to death when he saw it.

"It seems that I received information from the deployment of the army on the front line of Shanxi Province, and the Guangyuan Independent Regiment in Sichuan has arrived in Shanxi." The Japanese second lieutenant, who was the communications officer of the 20th Division Headquarters, carefully told the young man who had no one in his eyes what the division commander had deliberately revealed before he arrived.

There is no way, as the only remaining direct heir of the Japanese aristocratic Yuan Yi family, not to mention the only lieutenant general, it is the largest leader of the North China invading army, Kazuki Qingji, and Yuan Yoshihiro Gang also has such an attitude.

He came to join the army, not to add stars to the shoulders of these civilian generals, but to sharpen himself with bloody murderous battlefields.

"Independent regiment, Liu Lang?" Yuan Yi Honggang's gaze suddenly burst into a burst of brilliance, and he muttered to himself. "Liu Jun, are we going to meet?"

whispered so "affectionately", I don't know, I thought it was this sturdy and resolute-faced Japanese soldier Shaozo who was thinking about his lover?

The vest of the Langtuanza, who was still accompanying the future general to welcome guests at Niangzi Pass, was cold and couldn't help sneezing.

Paralyzed, it's that dog's day nagging about me again? Langtuanza silently complained in his heart. Anyway, it will definitely not be a beauty, and if you are a beauty, it is mostly like that----- soft and fragrant.

The intuition of the wave is very keen, and the man is missed by the man, which is really chilling in the vest!

"Please reply to Your Excellency the Division Commander, Yoshihiro Minamoto will be there in a moment." Yuan Yoshihiro just threw away the knife cloth, put the katana into the sheath in an orderly manner, and said solemnly.

"Hey!" The Japanese lieutenant nodded yes and turned to leave.

"Liu Jun, I don't know, will you like the gift I brought you from the Northeast?" Yuan Yihonggang picked up a three-edged military thorn that was a little dark red from the table, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes were full of Sen Ran.

In a battle with Liu Lang four years ago, he was seriously injured and understood a truth, he was not defeated because his martial arts were not refined, but because his martial arts were in the training ground, even if he was a hundred enemies, he could not match Liu Lang's physical instinct trained in the rain of bullets and bullets.

So he came to Northeast China, and in three years, he personally killed at least fifty Chinese rebels, most of the Chinese rebels were just Chinese civilians, although they were stubborn but their combat power was limited, except that they used shell guns as submachine guns to make Yuan Yoshihiro feel a little threatened, on individual combat power, Yuan Yoshihiro really didn't pay attention to it.

But he finally met the master, in Liaoning, the two masters and he were entangled in the snow-capped mountains in the northeast and northeast for more than half a month. Of course, in the end, he used his trained special forces to find their whereabouts in the mountains and went alone to break their necks with his own hands.

The thorn he had in his collection was the trophy of that battle.

He didn't want to kill them, because not only did he smell the familiar opponent from the military thorns they carried, but their will to fight was also as strong as Liu Lang's, even if they had reached the last desperate situation, they were still fighting back.

Such an enemy, even him, won his respect. If they can survive and finally accept the leadership of the Great Japanese Empire, it may be the best ending.

Unfortunately, Yoshihiro Minamoto knew from their final counterattack that it was an impossible goal. For such enemies, the way to show one's respect is to kill them.

Have you ever seen a warrior whose legs have been kicked off alive and their arms have been twisted alive, but they are still fighting with their heads and teeth? At least Yoshihiro Minamoto hadn't seen it in his own Imperial warriors.

So, Yoshihiro Minamoto could only fulfill their wishes with some regrets and personally sent them on the road. Although they had no fear or reluctance before they died, they even had a look of satisfaction, which made their minds as resolute as he couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

What kind of enemies did they provoke in Japan? Before he killed them, they had already assassinated two young commanders, five lieutenants, three lieutenants, and a small detachment of 13 people in that area of five hundred miles, and they were all slaughtered by them on the mountain road back to the barracks.

If those two masters were trained by the Chinese fat man, then how far will he grow up now?

Gently rubbing the cold military thorn on his hand, Yuan Yoshihiro was extremely looking forward to it.

The expectant Yuan Yihong Gang may not know that Liu Tuanzuo will always be the same Liu Tuanzuo, and the moment he saw the military stab, Liu Lang, whose eyes immediately turned blood-red, just raised a middle finger that he had already erected once: "Little devil, I will join your mother, and I will never die." ”