"Haoran, I won't admit defeat unless you defeat me." Li Song spread his arms and breathed high again.
From the perspective of Su Haoran's clairvoyance, he saw that his Dragon King armor actually glowed, which greatly increased his combat power.
At the same time, Su Haoran clenched his right fist.
From his right hand, a golden dragon pattern emerged, spreading like water to the entire forearm.
"Shenzang, do you think I don't have one?"
Su Haoran raised an evil smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "My golden dragon and jade arms are indestructible, let's see if I can break your Dragon King's armor!"
Bang!
The entire rooftop shook, and Jiang Xue in the flat floor of the top floor could hear a loud bang, as if there was an earthquake.
"Hey, someone jumped off the building?!"
Jiang Xue suddenly glanced and saw someone falling from the rooftop, just passing by the floor-to-ceiling window of his home.
She quickly ran to the window and looked down, then tilted her little head and muttered: "How does this person who committed suicide look like my husband...my husband?"
Originally Jiang Xue was just shocked that someone jumped off the building and committed suicide, but when she thought of Li Song and Li Song and Su Haoran competing on the rooftop, her mouth opened wide in an instant.
When she opened the bay window and wanted to look down, a big hand reached out from below and touched the window sill.
"Ghost!"
Jiang Xue was so frightened that she picked up the flowerpot on the side and smashed it down.
However, when she knocked down the flower pot, she also saw clearly that handsome and perfect three-dimensional face, and at the same time she exclaimed: "Husband, I'm sorry!"
"Nima..."
Li Song only had time to curse, and the flower pot exploded into a clay firework on his face.
At the critical moment when Li Song was about to fall down the building for the second time, a figure as strong as a god descended from the sky, grabbing the outer edge of the window sill with one hand and Li Song's wrist with the other.
"Haoran, why are you down?"
Li Song, who was still in shock, looked at Su Haoran who had rescued him and said in great shock: "This is the Gujing Building. It is sixty-nine stories high. Do you really want to die?"
Su Haoran raised a calm smile on his lips, threw Li Song into the bay window, and then jumped into the room like a nimble civet cat.
"Crazy, you are so crazy." Li Song sat on the safe floor and shouted at Su Haoran: "What if you fall to death because of saving me? How can I explain to your two wives?
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Su Haoran looked calm and said in a preaching tone: "We are brothers. Even if you are facing a cliff of shattered bones, I will try my best to pull you back. Brother Song, come with me to the army. If we face a real war,
I can safely hand my back to you, because I know that you and I have made the same choice, and you will have the body to help me block the bullets shooting at my back."
While speaking, Su Haoran leaned over and stretched out his right hand towards Li Song.
Li Song hesitated for a moment, and finally held Su Haoran's hand.
After standing up from the floor, Li Song patted Su Haoran's shoulder, shook his head and said, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
"good."
The two brothers turned and walked towards the door. An hour and a half later, they entered an open tourist cemetery.
A bouquet of white flowers was placed by Li Song in front of a tombstone inscribed with 'Martyr Zhang Jiangong'.
Su Haoran saw that there were dozens of tombstones here, with a red shield engraved on the upper right corner.
Li Songdao: "The people who are buried here are all martyrs who were born in the four northern provinces and have super military merits. Just like him, Zhang Jiangong, thirteen years ago, when I was still a teenager, I was involved in the turmoil in the northwest.
, he saved me."
Su Haoran listened carefully and stood at attention, facing Zhang Jiangong's tombstone.
A standard military salute was given.
Li Song continued: "Back then, Zhang Jiangong carried me out despite the firepower of dozens of mercenaries, and nine bloody holes were punched in his back."
"Respectable." Su Haoran said two words sincerely.
"I will always remember a passage that Zhang Jiangong said to me before he died."
Li Song said seriously: "He told me that peace and prosperity were bought with the blood of martyrs, and a harmonious society was carried on the shoulders of soldiers. You have seen the cruelest side of the world at such a young age. I hope you don't
It will leave a psychological shadow. If you are willing to serve as a soldier in the future, I hope you can fight for the country behind you without regrets, but..."
At this point, Li Song raised his head and tears actually flowed out.
He raised his hands to cover his face, and after a while, he suppressed his grief and continued in a low voice: "But if you are afraid of facing the cruelest world, if you feel that you cannot shoulder the responsibility of a soldier, then you can
Be an ordinary person and never wear a military uniform or desecrate the military uniform."
Su Haoran nodded slightly and said: "Brother Song, I understand, I won't force you."
Li Song shook his head, as if he wanted to say something else, but at this moment, a small cigarette butt bounced on a martyrs' tombstone nearby.
Su Haoran and Li Song turned to look at the same time.
Five men in crisp suits stood in a corner and laid flowers on a tombstone.
One of the men, who looked a bit drunk on his face, was standing outside his companions, and it was he who threw the cigarette butts.
What's even more hateful is that the drunkard looked at the tombstones with red shields engraved on them. He unbuttoned his pants and said, "You're paralyzed. You drink too much and you need to urinate urgently."
Urgency to urinate?
Li Song pointed at the drunk man and cursed: "Take your dirty things back, martyrs cannot be desecrated!"
"I went to Nimade and I peed here. What does it have to do with you?"
The drunk man was not only dissatisfied, he continued to take out things and cursed: "Martyrs are amazing, I am peeing here, what can I do to you?"
"Then you are looking for death." Li Song was like lightning and rushed in front of the drunk man in an instant.
However, Su Haoran was faster than Li Song. A flying red brick flew past Li Song's ear and hit the drunk man's face with a snap.
This arrogant drunkard's entire face was flattened, and a complete red brick was blown into several pieces.
"Ah, what the hell, who dares to hit me?" The drunk man raised his hands to cover his face and stepped back.
"Dakui?"
"Damn it, you dare to attack Da Kui, who are you?"
"No need to ask who they are, if they touch our people, they will die!"
The other four big men turned to look at Su Haoran and Li Song at the same time.
As for the drunk Dakui, his eyes were red at this time, the bridge of his nose was completely collapsed, and blood was flowing down his nostrils.
"Asshole, who of you two beat me?"
Dakui pointed at Li Song, then at Su Haoran, and said viciously: "If you have the guts, try hitting me again..."
Snapped!
Then another brick hit Da Kui in the face, this time harder, the whole red brick almost exploded into flying debris, large pieces of brick powder scattered, and he opened his mouth and spit out four or five big teeth.
The whole person fell to the ground with a plop.
"That's unreasonable!"
Among the other four people, the leader, a middle-aged man, waved his hand with a cold face and said: "Hit me."
Immediately, the other three people quickly pounced on Su Haoran.
However, the three of them only took two steps before three punches exploded.
Li Song was like a door god, blocking the three people in front of him. When he made a gesture to close his fist, the three strong men fell to the ground at the same time, holding their stomachs.
"What a skill!"
The middle-aged man, with a cold face, pulled out a pistol from his waist with his backhand, pointed the gun directly at Li Song, and said in a condescending tone: "I am the deputy commander of the Northern Military Region, the independent regiment stationed in Shengzhou, Liao Yenan, believe it or not
Did I shoot you and kill you?"
"The deputy commander of the Independent Regiment?"
Su Haoran lit a cigarette, walked forward, and pointed at the tombstones of martyrs beside him, saying, "Then do you know that these people are all martyrs of the country?"
"Of course I know." Liao Yenan said, tilting his neck.
"As a soldier, you know that the people who are buried here are all martyrs. You watch your brothers flicking cigarette butts at the martyrs' tombstones, and watching him pee on the martyrs' tombstones. Not only do you not care, but you also dare to raise a finger against us.
Gun, are you worthy of being called a soldier?" When Su Haoran asked this question, his voice became louder and louder, and in the end it even sounded deafening.
Liao Yenan's mouth twitched when he was asked, and finally he said with a pinched neck: "He drank too much, it's excusable."
Su Haoran blew out the smoke and said with a cold face: "He drank too much, it's excusable, right? Then did you drink too much?"
"I didn't drink. I came to visit my father's grave today. I definitely can't drink." Liao Yenan said.
Snapped!
Just when he finished saying this, Su Haoran flicked his finger, half of the smoke was nailed to his face like a whip, and a spark exploded in front of his eyes, like a small firework.
"You..." Liao Yenan was hurt and frightened, and took three steps back.
Su Haoran continued to move forward and yelled: "You didn't drink, and you didn't restrain the soldiers who drank, then you are guilty."
"Go to Nimad, it's just a tombstone. Don't say you didn't pee, what will happen even if you pee?"
Snapped!
As soon as Liao Yenan finished speaking, he felt a strong force exploding on the left side of his face. He didn't even see how Su Haoran got in front of him. When he saw Su Haoran retract his slap, he had already fallen down.
Five steps away.
After beating the person, Su Haoran said with a cold face: "Ordinary people know how to respect martyrs, but you don't understand this. I don't think you need to wear military uniform anymore."
"Fart, I'll kill you." Liao Yenan was furious, suddenly pulled the trigger, and fired three times.
However, after three gunshots, Su Haoran did not move and was not injured at all.
He raised his right hand, and three bullets were caught between his fingers.
Liao Yenan felt as if he had seen a ghost, his face was livid with fear, and he asked loudly: "You are not a human being, who are you? How could you catch the bullet?"
Su Haoran raised his left hand, and the medal of the Kunlun God of War appeared.
Liao Yenan's pupils instantly dilated to the limit. He knew that he was doomed. For a regiment-level deputy commander to dare to shoot at the God of War, it was a capital crime!
"Put your gun away." Su Haoran put his hands behind his back and ordered coldly.
Eh!
Liao Yenan immediately put away his gun, not daring to disobey him in the slightest.
Several other men who had been knocked down also crawled back to Liao Yenan at this time, and none of them dared to raise their heads.
At this moment, a group of primary school students wearing red scarves, led by several teachers, ran into the tomb area, laid flowers to the tombstones of the martyrs, and then took rags and carefully wiped each stone tablet.
Seeing the performance of this group of primary school students, several soldiers led by Liao Yenan felt so ashamed that they could not even lift their heads.
Su Haoran looked at Li Song and said: "In the future, I hope that so many children will come to see me after I sleep forever. What about you?"
"Martyrs should not be desecrated. The knot in my heart has been undone. I hope that I can lie with the heroes in the future." Li Song raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said seriously: "I will go with you to the Central Military Region and join the Tiger God.