Liu Jiasheng was infatuated with the girl named Shen Jing at the beginning, but Shen Jing never looked at him differently and always liked Lu Qiu, who seemed to be a man of great influence.

At that time, Liu Jiasheng was very sad about this. What he did most was to act as a punching bag for Shen Jing. Shen Jing was the center of everything no matter what happened.

It is precisely because of this that Shen Jing has never taken Liu Jiasheng seriously.

It was not until later that Liu Jiasheng decided to change that kind of life, to start a new life, to forget Shen Jing, and to start everything over again.

He followed his grandfather's wishes and went to the Tigers Special Forces Reserve to participate in training. What happened this year made him grow a lot.

"Are you talking about the kid who shot himself in the head and caught the bullet with his bare hands?"

Li Yang, who was walking next to him, asked casually.

His voice was not quiet, and the surrounding regiment commanders and battalion commanders were all paying attention, and all their energies were paying attention to every move of these two men.

When he heard this sentence, the commander's face, whose real name was Wang Zhao, changed slightly: "Catch the bullet with your bare hands?"

He was a little surprised, and everyone around him was also attracted by this sentence.

Since being a soldier means playing with guns, most of these people are familiar with firearms and understand the power of bullets even more.

For hot weapons like firearms, let alone whether you can quickly catch the bullet with your bare hands, even if you do catch it, your palms will probably be burned.

In the general army, few people can do this. Even warriors with strength in the Vajra realm may not dare to rely on themselves to face the bullets in the barrel of the gun with their own bodies.

Although there are many practitioners in the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Military Region, Wang Zhao, the commander of the regiment, is a warrior at the peak of his internal strength, but he has no courage to catch any bullets, let alone shoot himself in the head, and then Caught the bullet.

Such a short distance is still shrouded in the fear of death. It is not only the strength that is considered, but also the mentality and a series of problems.

"Yes, I shot myself in the head. I was holding a Desert Eagle. The muzzle of the gun was less than ten centimeters from my temple. Under such conditions, I pulled the trigger, and then with two fingers of my other hand, I shot the gun directly out of the barrel. The bullet is clamped."

Liu Jiasheng did not forget to connect the dots when he spoke, and he looked sincerely impressed.

Only today did he deeply understand how powerful Lin Yi was back then. Recalling Lin Yi's kind attitude towards him at the time, Liu Jiasheng was filled with emotion.

"Desert Eagle, that gun is quite powerful. It seems that Jia Sheng and your friends are very strong."

After listening to a few words, Captain Wang Zhao was still a little nervous and excited.

If Liu Jiasheng can help introduce such a master to their Jiangsu and Zhejiang Military Region, it will be a great help to various military region leagues and internship exercises in the Southern Region in the future.

But this idea was rejected by Wang Zhao when Liu Jiasheng mentioned the Desert Eagle gun.

If it were an ordinary police pistol, someone could shoot himself in the head and then catch the bullet himself. This would be considered a master.

But Desert Eagle?

The power of this gun is equivalent to a large-caliber small bomb at close range, far beyond what ordinary firearms can match.

Wang Zhao would rather believe that someone could perfectly dodge a bullet from a submachine gun within a distance of ten meters without being injured, rather than believe in such nonsense as catching a Desert Eagle with his bare hands.

"Come to think of it, this kid is just bragging for me, but it's no wonder that no matter who he was at the moment when he was supposed to enter the Tiger Special Forces, he was stopped by the sudden appearance of five soldiers from Jingnan below.

I’m afraid I won’t feel good in my heart.”

Wang Zhao thought this way, and he didn't like the temperament of Liu Jiasheng and Li Yang. One was a compliment, the other was a pretentious one. They were really a match made in heaven.

He kept these words in his heart, and the surrounding battalion commanders and company commanders also understood it in their hearts. Considering Liu Jiasheng's identity, they didn't say anything on the surface, but looked at him with somewhat changed eyes.

"What's going on over there?"

While Liu Jiasheng was admiring the girls from Jiangsu and Zhejiang around him, he suddenly heard Wang Zhao speak and look towards a group of people.

It was noisy and lively there.

"Go and have a look, it's just free time."

Liu Jiasheng looked over there, said something casually, and walked over there.

He thought about it with his butt and knew there was a fight.

When he was in the Tigers Special Forces, even in the reserves, there were a lot of various fighting trainings. Liu Jiasheng was a sandbag when he first joined, but now he can barely win against a few people.

Grandpa Liu Jiasheng was very satisfied with this.

Perhaps the old man just wanted Liu Jiasheng to get some experience from beginning to end, rather than really hoping that he would be born and died. Otherwise, he would not have been thrown from Yanjing to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and let him stay in the military region.

Maybe it's paving the way for his future.

The group of people walked there.

Some of the freshmen on the outermost edge noticed the situation here, and one by one they hurriedly made way.

Zhou Yishan also wanted to complain about whether there was something wrong with the instructor who didn't move after he stretched out his hand, but unexpectedly there was a sudden movement behind him.

She turned around and found that all the people standing behind her had dispersed.

Outside, two soldiers wearing ordinary camouflage uniforms and a group of powerful regimental commanders and battalion commanders strode over.

"This matter must have become a big deal. I'm afraid the boy will be in trouble."

Zhou Yishan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately felt a little gloating.

Then she seemed to think of something about Mo, and wanted to remind Tan Shumo to run away quickly and protect herself wisely to avoid being harmed by that guy.

But before she could speak, the group of people had already arrived.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Zhao glanced around and saw several people lying on the ground. Each of them had either a slap mark on their face or a footprint on their body. They had obviously been beaten.

On the other side, an instructor stretched out his hand and seemed to want to grab the new student's collar. Behind the new student, there were three people. One had a bruised nose and a swollen face and his glasses were broken, and the other two had indignant expressions on their faces.

But what puzzled Wang Zhao was that the two people in front of him seemed to have become sculptures.

The freshmen's faces were calm, the instructor's forehead was covered with sweat, and the surrounding atmosphere was particularly strange.

"Captain!"

When the other four instructors saw the person coming, they immediately shouted and stood at attention.

But the instructor standing in front of Lin Yi didn't make any move.

His whole body seemed completely stiff.

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