A middle-aged man in his forties sneezed and rubbed his nose.
The young man in his twenties glanced at him and said, "Lao Dao, you have a cold now? Look at you, as a warrior, your immunity is so low that you are worse than an ordinary person."
"Captain, this is not a cold, it's rhinitis." A middle-aged man in his forties smiled honestly, "It's okay, it's not contagious."
"What kind of infection can I be afraid of with my body?" A young man in his twenties sneered, "Rhinitis is also a sign of low immunity.
Lao Dao, think about it carefully.
If you don’t work hard, your body will collapse.”
"Yes, yes, captain, I will work hard, I will work hard." The middle-aged man in his forties kept nodding, "Haha.
Every time this season comes, my nose feels terribly uncomfortable. Could it be that my immunity is low?
Captain, how can I improve my immunity?"
"Fighting." The young man in his twenties nodded, "For warriors, only fighting can make our bodies stronger and stronger.
Lao Dao, have you seen it?
We may be about to have a fierce battle with mutant beasts.
This is a great opportunity for you to improve yourself.
I don’t want to see you cowering, not daring to move forward, and embarrassing yourself.”
"Don't worry, captain," a middle-aged man in his forties scratched his head, "I'm afraid of nothing but death."
"Damn, Lao Dao, you..." Before the young man in his twenties could finish his words, there was a loud noise from the Winter Army ahead.
The next moment, the large army marched in uniform steps towards the beasts in the valley.
At the same time, the warriors from Zhongdu, the Imperial Winter Palace, the Imperial Martial Arts Department Winter Bureau, and the warriors from various institutions and units in Winter also slowly moved forward.
At the same time, the originally lazy and noisy team of social warriors also began to move forward in a chaotic manner.
But at this moment, someone in the Winter Army shouted in the air: "The rest of the people stop! Stay where you are! Wait until the army defeats the mutant beasts, and then set off!"
Wow!
A burst of laughter immediately erupted from the team of social warriors.
I don't know whether he was happy because he didn't have to participate in the battle, or whether he was regretful because he couldn't participate in the battle to collect the mutant beast materials.
"Captain, it's not that I don't want to rush forward, but the superiors don't let me rush forward." A middle-aged man in his forties looked regretful.
"Don't worry, Lao Dao," the young man in his twenties said with a smile, "there will be a chance to kill the enemy."
"Yes, captain," the middle-aged man in his forties smiled honestly, "I am always vigilant and prepared.
If a mutant beast comes, I will kill one.
If there are two mutant beasts, I will kill them both.
If there are three mutant beasts, I will run away."
"..." The young man in his twenties was startled, "What do you mean? If you don't come with three, just kill three?"
"Captain, I can't defeat the three of them, so I'm running away." A middle-aged man in his forties touched his nose.
"Haha, you are smart, fight if you can, and run away if you can't, right?" When the young man in his twenties said this, his expression suddenly changed, "Lao Dao, remember this!
Fight if you can!
Fight even if you can’t beat him!
Only in this way can you improve your own strength."
At this time, a man in his thirties next to him laughed and said: "Idiot, if you can't beat me, you'll beat me. Everyone is dead. How can you improve your own strength?!"
The young man in his twenties turned aside, as if he had not heard the man in his thirties, and patted the middle-aged man in his forties on the shoulder and said: "Lao Dao, you have to work hard.
I know you won't hold us back.
come on!"
"Yes," the middle-aged man in his forties puffed up his chest, "Captain, please rest assured, I will not let him down."
"Okay, okay, okay, not bad," the young man in his twenties smiled and nodded, "I believe you can do better."
"Captain," the middle-aged man in his forties took a step closer and looked blankly at the man in his thirties, "That person seemed to be talking to you just now."
"Oh," the corner of the young man's mouth in his twenties twitched, "It's okay."
"Captain, is he also from our team?" The middle-aged man in his forties smiled honestly, "If you compare me with him, who is more powerful?"
Cough cough cough!
The young man in his twenties suddenly lost his composure. He bent over and coughed non-stop, his face turning red.
"Captain," a middle-aged man in his forties looked concerned, "Did I catch a cold on you and let me rub it for you?"
puff!
The young man in his twenties had a look on his face, and it was hard for him to spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"I'm taller than him," the middle-aged man in his forties continued, "so I should be more powerful than him."
"I'll go," the young man in his twenties shook his head, "Are you a fool?"
"Yes, Captain, I am a fool," the middle-aged man in his forties continued, "But I prefer you to call me Lao Dao.
This name is domineering and nice to hear.
hehe."
"Fuck, stop talking, no one thinks you are mute." A young man in his twenties shouted angrily, and then lowered his voice and said, "You'd better not provoke that person.
He is a high-level martial arts warrior and can kill you instantly."
"What?!" The middle-aged man in his forties glanced secretly at the man in his thirties, "Is he so powerful?"
"Nonsense," a young man in his twenties said angrily, "Can't you feel the thickness of his blood?"
"Okay." The middle-aged man in his forties nodded, "Like the captain, he is better than me."
"There is a question of how strong you are," a young man in his twenties said with a smile, "I really don't know how you judge other people's energy and blood?"
"Reporting to the captain, my judgment standards are very accurate and I have never made any mistakes." The middle-aged man in his forties continued, "I divide other people's Qi and blood into three levels.
The first level is the one who is better than me.
The second gear is the same as mine.
The third level is worse than me.
Captain, you think I’m so critical, right?”
"Yes, yes, yes, you are so right," a young man in his twenties smiled bitterly and nodded, "There is simply no one more right than you."
"Captain," the middle-aged man in his forties smiled honestly, "If you fight that person, who will be more powerful?"
"Nonsense," said a young man in his twenties with black lines on his head, "He is a high-level martial arts warrior, of course he is more powerful."
"I don't think so," the middle-aged man in his forties grinned, "I think the captain should be more powerful."
"Haha," a young man in his twenties smiled in the lowest voice, "You have pretty good taste."
"Then... Captain, he scolded you when he spoke just now," the middle-aged man in his forties pointed at the back of the man in his thirties, "You teach him a lesson."
"Shut up." A young man in his twenties with black streaks all over his head said, "I'm a high-level martial arts warrior. If you give me a lesson, you won't be able to beat him."
"Then strive to win." The middle-aged man in his forties said with stern eyes, "Captain, you taught me this."
"Go away." A young man in his twenties shouted with a bluster, "You idiot, stay away from me."