However, young people are always unyielding. They will never admit their mistakes even if they know they are wrong. Otherwise, how can they be called young? So after a period of frightening struggle and fear, Wang Tian raised his head and took off his glasses!
Because his glasses were originally without lenses, and he only wore them to make himself look polite and well-behaved. It was just a careful disguise.
"Okay, let's show it off. When you were 10 years old, were you kidnapped, put in a sack, stuffed in the trunk, and driven 100 kilometers? Do you know what that feels like? Do you know what it's like to die?"
It's a pity that every time Wang Pulin mentioned Tang Lin, he always talked about how smart, righteous and good at studying he was. He never mentioned his background as a special soldier. Therefore, Wang Tian thought that his thrilling experience 8 years ago could completely calm the little man in front of him.
police!
"What are you looking at? I still have a scar under my ribs on the right side. I don't show it to ordinary people. You are lucky today, look!" He said, lifting up his clothes to show Tang Lin his bright red scar, which was as bright as a small earthworm.
The scar is not big, but it is really cruel to a 10-year-old child.
Tang Lin didn't want to irritate him at first, but for such a rebellious young man with different appearances and duplicity in front of him, he had to shamelessly bully the strong and the weak.
"Wang Tian, I see that you like reading military magazines, so do you know which is the most powerful special forces in China?" Tang Lin asked calmly.
Wang Tian immediately put on his clothes and said, "What? Are you scared? Are you a novice who has never even touched a gun? You want to play wits with me? Okay, then I will play with you."
"The seven military regions of China, southeast, northwest, central, and seven military regions all have their own special forces, but the most powerful ones are the Flying Tiger Brigade of the Shenbei Military Region, the Sirius Brigade of the Lanning Military Region, and the Falcon Special Forces of the Southwest Military Region. These are
The three special forces have their own strengths. In fact, there is no distinction between them, but in the end, the Southwest Falcons are better, because there is a Black Panther Commando above the Southwest Falcons that has never been publicly exposed. Legend has it that they are called the World
The King of Land is truly the King of the Elites, the King of the Elites!”
Wang Tian crackled the bamboo tube and poured the beans with a clear and confident expression. There was even a trace of blush on his little face. It could be seen that he was quite satisfied with his answer.
Tang Lin didn't speak anymore, but stood up and started to take off his clothes. His movements were neither fast nor slow, but once he started, he felt like he could never stop.
Wang Tian was startled, and instinctively retreated to the door, reached for the nunchaku behind the door, and protected it against his chest, "Huh, what are you going to do? I...I like girls, not men!"
But Tang Lin still took off his shirt, and what instantly appeared in front of Wang Tian was a body like an ancient Greek sculpture, healthy, strong, powerful, and full of luster!
At the same time, there were at least a dozen wounds of different sizes on his chest, shoulders, and arms. Wang Tian recognized them because Wang Pulin also had several such knife wounds and gunshot wounds. The reason why he was afraid of Wang Pulin since he was a child was actually because he was afraid of the ugly scars on his body.
.But now compared with the young policeman in front of him, the scars on Wang Pulin's body are simply like a small earthworm to a big earthworm, or a small ditch to a big river. There is no comparison at all.
The scars on Tang Lin's body are deeper, longer, uglier and more shocking, as if he were a devil who escaped from the concentration camp of First Blood!
But his face was so smooth and handsome, and there was no trace of life and death. But what Tang Lin wanted to show him was not these scars, but a small blue tattoo under his ribs on the left side. No, it was not a tattoo, Huaxia
Tattoos are absolutely not allowed in the military!
That blue little leopard that seems to be flying in the sky is actually made of real metal embedded in its skin, and it will never be separated from this person for life, no matter what happens, even if this person leaves the army!
Wang Tian opened his eyes wide and leaned over to watch carefully. Then his face turned pale. He quickly ran to the big bookshelf and skillfully took out a magazine with a special cover from the seventh grid on the left. Then on the color end page of the magazine, there was a letter with the name Tang
Lin has the exact same mark on his body!
He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Impossible! Impossible. Do you think you can pretend to be a Black Panther just because you have a few scars on your body? There are only 29 Black Panthers in China's millions of troops. It's impossible for you. Humph, you
I thought I didn’t have that thing, so I’ll show it to you today!”
With that said, he ran back to the bookshelf again, opened a secret box from the first grid on the left, and took out dozens of metal simulated tattoo badges of special forces from all over the world.
"Humph, it's not that easy to fool me!"
Tang Lin encountered such an unreasonable boy for the first time in his life. He couldn't believe the fact before his eyes. He started to put on his clothes. He was helpless. He thought he could use his scars and blue flying leopard tattoo to quickly tame Wang Tian.
Then he confessed everything he and Wang Pulin wanted, and promised never to play ball on Ranch Street again.
But now something went wrong. After putting on his clothes again, he raised his hand and touched his nose, "Okay, then how can you believe it?" Wang Yuan stood there holding a handful of badges and thought for a long time, frowning,
"My dad, as long as my dad is willing to prove your identity, then I will believe it, and whatever you ask me, I will never go to a place like Ranch Street again! Huh, you ridiculous adults, really think that
Do I go there to play ball? I only have 70 yuan of pocket money a week, but I always save 50 yuan to go to Ranch Street to play a game of ball. I never have to be invited by others. There is no free lunch in this world. I never follow
People gamble on football because gambling is like taking opium. Once you become addicted, it is difficult to quit!”
"Although I don't have a good relationship with my dad, my dad is a man and a real man. I admire him for this. But I don't like his character or his black face. I just don't like him. In this life
They don’t like it! What am I going to do? I want to personally catch the other person who kidnapped me back then. I remember clearly that there were four of them, three tall and one short. But my dad only caught the three tall ones, but he didn’t believe it.
I also have a short guy. I want to prove to him that he is wrong. That short guy is on Ranch Street, right at the stadium! Don’t ask me how I know, I have been secretly tracking him for 8 years! Who can I compare to?
You pay a lot!”
Tang Lin smiled, raised his hand and gave him a chestnut. Wang Tian instinctively wanted to hide, but how could he escape? In the end, he was beaten painfully by Tang Lin's thugs.
He yelled, "Hey, why are you hitting me! Believe it or not, I'll fight you to the death! No one can rely on you in this world. My dad has a gun and I don't, but I have fists. I'm not afraid of death. I died when I was 10 years old."
If it happens once, what should I be afraid of!"
As he was getting ready for a big fight, he quickly received a second chestnut on his head, which was heavier and more painful than the first time. Even though he was prepared for everything, he still couldn't avoid it!
But he never gave in and endured the pain, "If you dare, hit me again!" Of course Tang Lin was not polite. He raised his hand and hit him again, but this time he encountered some resistance. Wang Tian was actually on his third stroke.
The first time he took action, he saw his move clearly and raised his hand to block it.
But it's a pity, how could he stop it?
Bang, he was hit again. He couldn't help but squat down, hold his head and run away from the pain!