"Oh, I have basically not suffered any injuries in the past five or six years. I am used to this kind of injury." Lu Zhen said lightly.

Major Nolan sneered, "The injuries caused by stray bullets can be big or small. How much blood do you have to bleed and how deep do you need to be hurt before you are willing to take a look at your wounds?"

He was angry, Lu Zhen could feel it.

However, he didn't understand why Major Nolan was angry.

If it were Mu Yunsheng and An Xiaoyao suffered such an injury, he would only rejoice in his misfortune. Of course, this does not mean that he does not care about his brothers, but such injuries are commonplace for them.

My dear, it's not like my life is gone, so who would be heartbroken over a scar?

They have never been upset about this kind of thing.

Lu Zhen thought silently, okay, the eldest young master is just the eldest young master, he has tender skin and tender flesh, so even a slight injury will not cause any fuss.

Seeing his careless expression, Nolan almost slapped him, and his voice became a bit colder, "Lu Zhen!"

Lu Zhen begged for mercy, "Come on, come on, next time Xiaosheng loses a drop of blood, bandage it quickly, okay?"

Nolan suddenly saw a mark on his chest again, and his eyebrows slightly wrinkled. It was an old wound, which seemed to have been a long time ago. He became a fan. The scar was a bit dry, and it looked like it had been there for many years.

I can't tell what caused it.

Nolan seemed to have been slapped on the face, and suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for him to yell at him like this.

Lu Zhen's skin is bronze and very healthy. His chest muscles are thin and slender. He doesn't look strong, but he is full of strength and has a perfect body shape. There is an imperfect scar on his perfect chest muscles.

There is a saying that it is impossible for a great man not to have a single wound on his body.

That is meritorious service.

Nolan felt that this sentence was fart.

Who wants to have scars on their body if there are no scars?

Lu Zhen saw that Major Nolan had been looking at his wound and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "This injury was sustained when I was a child. It's been a long time ago. Don't ask me why I was injured. I don't remember it."

"Don't you remember?" Nolan's voice was as tight as the most nervous strings.

"I don't remember." Lu Zhen spread his hands carelessly.

Nolan closed his eyes suddenly, holding back the violence that was about to swarm out of his eyes. He tried to tell himself, don't blame him, this little liar is just a little liar.

Who knows whether he really doesn't remember or whether he remembers.

He didn't believe that he could really forget.

The past is like smoke. He still remembers the weight that pressed on him when little Lu Zhen rushed towards him. He still remembers that Lu Zhen's blood dyed his chest red. At that time, he swore that he would never let him in front of him.

, shed another drop of blood.

How could he be allowed to remember so many heavy past events alone?

Lu Zhen, you can’t forget.

Major Nolan opened his eyes again. All the waves and undercurrents in his eyes had disappeared and he regained his composure. His hand touched the scar. As soon as he touched it, he felt Lu Zhen's muscles stiffen instantly.

Brother Lu quickly waved Major Nolan away and pulled up his bathrobe as if nothing had happened. He didn't realize it himself. This was done so suddenly that even if it was done as if nothing had happened, it would feel like he was not here.

"Don't tease my brother." Lu Zhen simply broke the jar, making everyone laugh so evilly.
Chapter completed!