This is the one who came to find Xiao Hongjun specifically. The young people have a team of young people, and they want to fight together. The old people have a team of old people, so naturally the old people fight together.

The old man's physical strength will drag down the young man, which is always bad on the battlefield. So Prince Shi and Yue Zilong found Xiao Hongjun, and the three old guys were mixed together.

"If I were twenty years younger, no, if I was ten years younger, I would be able to kill all the way alone!" As she walked, Xiao Hongjun gestded and said, "I still remember more than ten years ago, our little five ran to Basra and fought hard, and I went there too. Tell you, I was not a burden at that time. Killing people was like cutting vegetables, without any ambiguity."

"You can do it?" Prince Shi snorted, "If my legs are not disabled, if my brain is good, I will be even more cruel than you. Do you think the number one warrior in the Dragon Nest was called in vain? Tell you, when I was rampant..."

Xiao Hongjun looked at Prince Shi with disdain and said lightly: "When I was rampant in the Vietnam battlefield, you were still a little boy."

"I--"

Prince Shi's words were blocked, and he stared at him with his eyes, and was choked by Xiao Hongjun. Because the other party was right, when he became a god of war on the battlefield, he was indeed a child at that time. [Novel]

Xiao Hongjun was in his sixties, and Prince Shi and Yue Zilong were both ten years younger than him. At that time, when the war in Laoshan was in Laosan, Prince Shi was indeed a teenage child for Xiao Hongjun, who was over teen years older.

"Hahaha..." Yue Zilong just smiled and watched Prince Shi suffer a grievance in front of Xiao Hongjun.

It’s good to fight and fight, and no one knows whether they can fight easily in the future.

"If you follow me, you have to listen to me." Xiao Hongjun stopped and said to Prince Shi and the other two very seriously: "It is my son who died, so you have to listen to me."

This reason is almost not a reason, but it is the biggest reason. Xiao Yuanchao died, his son of Xiao Hongjun. Since he died, he naturally has the final say on what he should do when he comes to Africa.

Prince Shi and Yue Zilong did not speak, and his face became serious and nodded slightly.

"I started here to take my son's body back, but now I don't think so." Xiao Hongjun stared at the two people and said in a deep voice: "My daughter-in-law is still here, and my grandson is still here. I can't live to die, and I have to let them live."

"That's right, it's better not to have corpses. There are too many corpses we have left outside." Prince Shi nodded and said, "Brother Xiao, listen to you."

"Same." Yue Zilong said two words lightly.

Compared to taking baby out alive, it is insignificant to find Xiao Yuanchao's body. Xiao Hongjun experienced a lot in his life, and his comrades who died on the battlefield alone had many bodies that could never be found. Maybe the grave was in the Martyrs Cemetery, but it was empty inside.

Since you are a soldier and have died for the country, you don’t need to think too much about whether you can go home after you die.

"We form a mercenary group!"

"Mercenary Group?" Prince Shi looked surprised.

"Yes, the mercenary group." Xiao Hongjun pointed to the ground at his feet and said, "This is Dadabu, and there are mercenaries who want to ambush my daughter-in-law and grandson everywhere. We form a mercenary group and then..."

"Ambust them!" Prince Shi said.

"Why ambush?" Xiao Hongjun smiled proudly and said, "As long as I came for the bounty, I will just kill myself. I have been irritated in the country. If I don't kill a few more people here, how can I put an end to my life?"

Kill, kill everything that comes for the bounty mission! Kill it all and kill it thoroughly!

"Brother Xiao, you are too murderous, it's not good to do this." Yue Zilong shook his head.

"Are you scared?" Xiao Hongjun glared at Yue Zilong.

"Hahaha..." Yue Zilong smiled and shook his head, "It's not that he's scared, but I think this is not good. I've let you kill it alone. Why are we doing? Also, we are not only three old guys, but some people are also going to join us, haha."

After saying that, Yue Zilong pointed his hand to the east of the yellow highway.

Two jeeps drove from the east, raised a burst of sand and drove quickly to the three people.

Five or six people jumped out of the jeep, carrying knives, carrying guns, or carrying various weapons.

Among them, there is an elderly woman who is old, but she can still see her charm when she is young from her still beautiful face.

"Dingdang?" Xiao Hongjun stared at the woman.

"Brother Xiao, I'm Dingdang." The woman smiled and walked forward two steps, standing next to Yue Zilong and said to Xiao Hongjun: "Aiding Korea is also my apprentice."

"Hahaha..." Xiao Hongjun suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Even the legend of the Special A-type troops has come, and there is still..."

"No, it's not only the legend of the Special A troops, but also Li Xian." Yue Zilong smiled and said to Xiao Hongjun: "Maybe you don't know who Li Xian is, but you just need to know that Li Xian is the leader of Kangba Temple."

The Temple of Kangba!

Hearing these four words, Xiao Hongjun's pupils shrank violently. He had never eaten pork and had seen pig run. Of course, he knew the name of Kangba Temple, which was the most peak warrior temple in the world!

"Hello, Mr. Xiao." Li Xian, carrying a Tang sword, walked over and bowed deeply to Xiao Hongjun and said, "We came for Xiao Yuanchao. He had saved Kangba. He was dead, Kangba could not do anything, but every proud warrior of Kangba would avenge him!"

Several old men behind Li Xian bowed to Xiao Hongjun. They were all Kangba's old men, and they all followed Li Xian down the mountain and walked into the chaotic battlefield of Africa.

Because Xiao Yuanchao helped them, after Xiao Yuanchao died, they must repay this love. This love is to avenge Xiao Yuanchao and protect Xiao Yuanchao's closest person, or the child who is still in the womb of Xiao Yuanchao.

The aristocratic blood of the plateau is unfair. They refuse to owe the debt, and they want to pay off the favor.

"This little bastard, I know a lot of friends..." Xiao Hongjun said to himself, reached out to help Li Xian, raised his head and smiled: "Okay, there are seven or eight people, it's enough to build a mercenary group, hahahaha... It's better to do this, our mercenary group's name is..."

"There is an old saying in China that is good. It is better to call people old spirits and ghosts. How about we call them 'old ghost groups'?" Yue Zilong made a suggestion.

"Hahaha... OK, just as Brother Zilong said, let's call the Old Ghost Group!" Xiao Hongjun waved his hand and said loudly: "I announce that the Old Ghost Mercenary Group will be officially established from now on! Hahahaha..."

A group of old ghosts, a group of awesome old ghosts when they were young, gathered together. No one knows what kind of huge waves these old guys can make. The only thing that is certain is that these old ghosts are very terrifying...
Chapter completed!