However, Liu Shizhen didn't want to die. He was now a descendant of the sun, a White Tiger special soldier, a hero in the hearts of the remaining Korean people, and an idol in the hearts of many girls. How could he die?
He reached out and grabbed the fallen one.∈ξξ∈
Da da da.
Dang Dang.
It hit the floor and sparks flew everywhere. His hand seemed to have cramped and he quickly retracted it. The look of horror on his face was even worse. He saw Marshal Chu and Qu Haitao who were outflanking him from both sides of the corridor.
, the assassin and Zheng Lingwei and others.
The pretty faces of Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu also completely lost their color, their big watery eyes were full of horror, and their delicate bodies were shaking uncontrollably. Are they surrounded?
Moreover, when these Chinese people appeared, there was no movement from the rest of their "407". It was obvious that their people were dead.
When they thought of this, their hearts slowly sank towards the bottom of the valley. How long had it been? Moreover, they did not hear any movement, and all their people were wiped out. Those people were all
How could the elite members of the White Tiger Regiment be wiped out so easily? But the facts before them clearly told them that this was true.
Sitting on the ground, Liu Shizhen did not dare to move around. The look of panic in his eyes was clearly visible. His pretty face had long since lost its previous handsomeness due to fear, and the coldness on his body had long been forgotten.
Looking at the condescending He Zhenzhong, he gritted his teeth, summoned up his courage, and said in a deep voice: "The God of Death is indeed well-deserved. This time, we are in trouble. If you want to kill or behead, it's up to you. If you frown, I will
Just not a man."
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu looked at Liu Shizhen, with even more admiration in their eyes. These are the men and heroes of the Republic of Korea. What does death mean? Sooner or later, these damn Chinese people will be killed by the people of the Republic of Korea.
Defeated.
"Tsk, tsk, this pretty boy still dares to say that he is a man?"
"Don't talk nonsense. He must be a man. He didn't forget to take two women with him when he was on a mission. Damn it, how long has it been since he had to act cool in front of women? He is definitely a man among men.
."
"You..." Liu Shizhen was furious and gnashed his teeth in hatred. However, when he saw Marshal Chu's eyes glaring, he couldn't help but tremble and swallowed the rest of his words alive.
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu also glared at Marshal Chu and others, walked to Liu Shizhen, and helped him up.
"A scholar cannot be killed but cannot be humiliated. The famous God of Death is nothing more than that, huh." Jiang Muyan stared at He Zhenzhong without showing any signs of weakness.
He Zhenzhong raised his eyebrows, stared at Jiang Muyan, and said calmly: "The provoking method is useless to me, and, do you know what will happen to a woman who falls into the hands of the enemy?"
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu's bodies trembled, and the look of horror on their faces became even worse. They naturally knew what kind of cruel scene it would be.
"God of Death, you have the guts to challenge me." Liu Shizhen took two steps forward, protected Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu behind him, and looked at He Zhenzhong proudly, "If you don't dare, just say it, I won't
I will despise you."
Next to them, Marshal Chu and the assassins all laughed. This stick actually dared to challenge the God of Death. Damn it, the courage of these sticks was really great. They all had to admire it.
"As expected of Descendants of the Sun." He Zhenzhong also spoke and glanced at Liu Shizhen, "Yes, I also want to try how powerful the so-called Descendants of the Sun are. Come on."
call.
Liu Shizhen took a deep breath, feeling ecstatic in his heart. As long as he could defeat and capture the God of Death, then he could use the God of Death as a hostage, and he could leave safely. Moreover, after leaving, he would immediately become famous in the world, and
, Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu will probably immediately pledge themselves to each other in admiration.
He raised his head and looked at He Zhenzhong, sighing in his heart, the God of Death was just like that, yet he was fooled so easily, huh.
Snap, snap.
He raised his hand and unbuttoned the clothes one by one. Then he turned his hands and the clothes came off, revealing all the muscles on his body. The muscles were towering, sharp-edged, and full of explosive power.
Especially when they saw a scar on Liu Shizhen's waist, the shock and admiration in Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu's eyes were even greater. The scar is a military medal of merit. There is no doubt that the man in front of them is a hero...
Kaka.
Clenching his fists and twisting his neck, Liu Shizhen looked at He Zhenzhong, "Come on, let me see how powerful the God of Death is."
Descendants of the Sun? Descendants of an Idiot is pretty much the same. Young Marshal Chu and the others looked at each other. Apart from flirting with girls, being handsome, and pretending to be cool, can these sticks do anything else?
Naturally, He Zhenzhong would not get angry with such a little guy. He just glanced at Liu Shizhen lightly, and then, his shoulders suddenly shrugged, and the power hidden in his body suddenly burst out.
Blah, blah.
The military uniform on his body shattered instantly and turned into pieces of rags, falling down.
Gulu.
Liu Shizhen swallowed his saliva and said, Damn, do you want to be so fierce? His military uniform was shattered into pieces by a shock. How much strength does he need to do this?
Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu were even more dumbfounded, staring straight at He Zhenzhong. There were countless dense scars. However, not only did they not affect He Zhenzhong's feelings at all, but they made people even more shocked. What exactly does this need to go through?
How many life-and-death battles did it take to leave so many scars? Comparing this, Liu Shizhen is indeed a scumbag again.
This is a real man.
Although they were hostile, Jiang Muyan and Yin Mingzhu both sighed in their hearts. No matter how vicious the god of death was, it completely overturned their views. In the past, they thought that soldiers like Liu Shizhen were peerless heroes.
, However, after meeting these Chinese people, they realized that they Koreans were really just pretty boys, who could only tease girls and act cool at best.
And these Chinese soldiers are the real hard-blooded soldiers. Maybe they don't know how to be cool, but when the war breaks out, what are the handsome boys doing?
Liu Shizhen was also completely angered. He stared at He Zhenzhong with murderous intent surging in his heart.