"Haoran, I will not admit defeat unless you defeat me." Li Song spread his arms and his breath rose again.

From the perspective of Su Haoran's natural eye, he saw that his Dragon King armor actually emitted a hint of light, which also greatly improved his combat power.

At the same time, Su Haoran clenched his right fist.

From his right hand, a golden dragon pattern appeared and spread like water to his entire forearm.

"Shen Hide, do you think I don't?"

Su Haoran raised an evil smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "My golden dragon and jade arms are invincible. Let's see if you can break your Dragon King armor!"

Bang!

The rooftop was shaken as a whole, and Jiang Xue in the large flat floor of the top floor could hear a loud bang, as if it was an earthquake.

"Hey, someone jumped off the building?!"

Jiang Xue glanced at him suddenly and saw someone falling from the rooftop and passing by his own floor-to-ceiling window.

She quickly ran to the window and looked down, then muttered with her little head, "How come this suicide person looks like my husband...my husband?"

Originally, Jiang Xue was shocked that someone had jumped off the building and committed suicide, but when she thought of Li Song and Su Haoran, she immediately opened her mouth wide.

When she opened the bay window and wanted to see what was going on, a big hand poked out from below and stuck to the windowsill.

"Ghost!"

Jiang Xue was so scared that she was so scared that she fucked the flowerpot next to her and smashed it down.

However, when she smashed the flower pot, she also saw the perfectly handsome three-dimensional face and exclaimed: "Husband, I'm sorry!"

"Damn..."

Li Song had no time to swear, and the flower pot exploded into a dirt firework on his face.

Just when Li Song was about to fall from the building for the second time, a figure as strong as a god fell from the sky, grasping the outer edge of the windowsill with one hand and Li Song's wrist with the other.

"Haoran, why are you coming down?"

Li Song, who was still in shock, looked at Su Haoran who saved him and said in shock: "This is the Gujing Building, which is 69 floors high. How do you want to die?"

Su Haoran raised a calm smile on the corner of his mouth, threw Li Song into the bay window with his hand, and then jumped into the room like a flexible raccoon cat.

"Crazy, you're 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?"

Su Haoran looked calm and said in a preaching tone: "We are brothers. Even if there is a cliff in front of you, I will try my best to pull you back. Brother Song, come with me to the army. If I face a real war, I can hand over my back with confidence, because I know that you, like my choice, will have your body to help me block the bullets shot into 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 on the shoulder, shook his head and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place."

"good."

The two brothers turned around and walked towards the door. One and a half hours later, they entered an open tourist cemetery.

A bouquet of white flowers was placed in front of a tombstone engraved with "Martyr Zhang Jiangong".

Su Haoran saw dozens of tombstones here, with a red shield engraved on the upper right corner.

Li Song said: "The people who are sleeping here are all martyrs born in four northern provinces and have super military achievements. Just like him, Zhang Jiangong, thirteen years ago, when I was a teenager, I was involved in the chaos in the northwest. He saved me."

Su Haoran listened carefully, stood attentively and saluted a standard military salute to Zhang Jiangong's tombstone.

Li Song continued: "Zhang Jiangong carried me out with the firepower of dozens of mercenaries, and nine blood holes were punched out of his back."

"Respectable." Su Haoran sincerely said two words.

"I will always remember a passage of what Zhang Jiangong said to me before his death."

Li Song said seriously: "He told me that the peaceful and prosperous era was exchanged for the blood of the martyrs, and the harmonious society was carried by the soldiers on their shoulders. You saw the cruelest side of the world at such a young age. I hope you don't leave a psychological shadow. If you are willing to join the army in the future, I hope you can fight without regrets for the family and country behind you, but..."

Speaking of this, Li Song raised his head and tears actually flowed out.

He raised his hand to cover his face, slowed down for a while before suppressing his grief and continued in a low voice: "But if you are afraid to face the cruelest world, if you feel that you can't bear the responsibility of a soldier, be an ordinary person, never wear military uniforms, and don't desecrate military uniforms."

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, but at this moment, a small piece of cigarette butt bounced on a martyr's tombstone next to him.

Su Haoran and Li Song turned their heads to look at the same time.

Five men in straight suits stood there and offered flowers to a tombstone.

One of the men with a bit of intoxication on his face stood outside his companions, and the cigarette butt was thrown by him.

What's even more hateful is that the drunk man looked at the tombstones with red shields engraved here, and said while untiing his pants: "I'm paralyzed, I'm drunk too much, and I'm anxious to urinate."

Urgent urgency?

Li Song pointed at the drunk man and scolded: "Take your dirty things back, the martyrs will not be desecrated!"

"I'll go to Nimad, I'm just peeing here. What's your business?"

The drunkard not only dissatisfied, but also continued to draw out things and cursed: "The martyr is amazing. I am just peeing here. I think what can you do?"

"Then you are looking for death." Li Song's body was as if he was shocked and rushed to 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 slapped the drunk man's face with a bang.

This arrogant drunk man had his whole face flattened, and a complete red brick was broken into several pieces.

"Ah, fuck, who dares to hit me?" The drunk man raised his hand to cover his face and stepped back.

"Dakui?"

"Damn it, dare to beat Dakui, who are you?"

"Don't ask who they are. If we touch our people, we should die!"

The other four big men turned their heads to look at Su Haoran and Li Song at the same time.

As for the drunken Dakui, his eyes were red at this time, and the bridge of his nose completely collapsed, and blood flowed down his nostrils.

"Bastard, who did you two beat me?"

Dakui pointed at Li Song, then pointed at Su Haoran, and said viciously: "If you have the will, try hitting me again..."

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, another brick hit Dakui's face. This time it was even harder. The whole red brick almost exploded into flying chips. Large pieces of brick powder fell, and he slapped four or five big teeth into his mouth, and he fell to the ground with a thump.

"It's outrageous!"

Among the other four, a middle-aged man in the lead waved with a cold face: "Boe me."

Immediately, the other three quickly rushed towards Su Haoran.

However, the three of them rushed out only two steps and then three fists sounded.

Li Song was like a door god, blocking the three of them in front of him. When he made the move to close his fists, the three strong men fell to the ground with their stomachs covering their stomachs at the same time.

"What a skill!"

The middle-aged man, with a cold look on his face, pulled out a pistol from his waist with his back hand, pointed the muzzle directly at Li Song, and said in a high tone: "I am Liao Yenan, the deputy commander of the Northern Military Region and the Independent Regiment stationed in Shengzhou. Do you believe it or not, I will shoot you?"

"The deputy commander of the Independent Corps?"

Su Haoran lit a cigarette, walked forward, and pointed to the tombstones of the martyrs beside him, saying, "Do you know that these people are all martyrs of the country?"

"Of course I know." Liao Yenan said with his neck tilted.

"As a soldier, you know that the people who are sleeping here forever are martyrs. You look at your brothers, and you are urinating at the martyr's tombstone. You not only don't care, but you dare to raise a gun at us. Are you worthy of calling a soldier?" When Su Haoran asked this, his voice became louder and louder, and in the end he even felt a deafening trend.

Liao Yenan was asked so much that the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally he stubbornly said, "He is drunk, it's understandable."

Su Haoran spat out a mouthful of smoke and said with a cold face: "It's understandable that he has drunk too much, right? Then have you drunk too much?"

"I didn't drink. I'm here to visit my dad's grave today. I definitely can't drink." Liao Yenan said.

Bang!

Just as he finished saying this, Su Haoran bounced his fingers, and half of the smoke was nailed to his face like a whip. A piece of Mars exploded in front of him, like a small firework.

"You..." Liao Yenan was in pain and shocked, and took three steps back.

Su Haoran continued to step forward and shouted loudly: "You have not drunk alcohol and do not restrict the drinking soldiers, then you are guilty."

"Go to Nimad, just a tombstone. Not to mention not having pee, what if you pee?"

Bang!

As soon as Liao Yenan finished speaking, he felt a strong force explode on his left face. He didn't see clearly how Su Haoran got there. When he saw Su Haoran retracting his slap, he had already fallen five steps away.

After beating, Su Haoran said with a cold face: "Ordinary people know how to respect martyrs, but you don't understand this principle. I think you don't need to wear military uniforms anymore."

"Fuck you, I'll kill you." Liao Yenan was furious and pulled the trigger suddenly, and fired three shots in a row.

However, after three gunshots, Su Haoran did not move on the spot and was not injured at all.

He raised his right hand and the three-finger bullet was actually stuck between his fingers.

Liao Yenan was as scared as if he had seen a ghost, and asked loudly: "You are not a human, who are you? How could you catch the bullet?"

Su Haoran raised his left hand and the medal of Kunlun God of War lit out.

Liao Yenan's eyes instantly expanded to the limit. He knew that he was finished. A regiment-level deputy commander dared to shoot at the God of War. This was a death sentence!

"Put your gun away." Su Haoran raised his hands and ordered coldly.

Alas!

Liao Yenan immediately withdrew his gun, not daring to violate it at all.

Several other men who were knocked down also crawled back to Liao Yenan's side, and each of them did not dare to look up.

Just at this moment, a group of elementary school students with red scarves ran into the graveyard under the leadership of several teachers, presented flowers to the martyrs' tombstones, and then took a rag and carefully wiped each stone tablet.

Seeing the performance of these primary school students, led by Liao Yenan, several soldiers were ashamed and could not raise their heads.

Su Haoran looked at Li Song and said, "In the future, I hope that after I sleep for a long time, there will be so many children coming to see me. What about you?"
Chapter completed!