The Nazi head of state was three or four years old, a typical Chinese child. Xiao Yuanchao's son was abducted three years ago and regarded as a great man by the Nazis. Three years later... not only that, the more Chen Muzi looked at the head of state, the more he felt that he looked very similar to Xiao Yuanchao. Whether it was his eyes or forehead, especially his mouth, he was even more similar. She could almost determine that the head of state was Xiao Yuanchao and Du Baobao's child. It was not almost certain, but certain!

"Do you know the red soldiers?" Xiao Zhan put his hands behind his back, raised his face, and said proudly: "The red soldiers are the most powerful war god in the world. He promised to be an instructor for me. After I learn the fighting skills of the red soldiers, I will be the best in the world!"

Because Xing Zhengrong spoke Chinese, Xiao Zhan's attitude became much better when he saw them looking.

At this time, Xing Zhengrong also saw the clues. He dared to guarantee that the Nazi head in front of him was Xiao Yuanchao and Du Baobao's son. It looked so similar, it really looked so similar. Although this child looked full of domineering, wasn't Xiao Yuanchao like this when he was domineering?

"We are friends with the Red Soldier." Xing Zhengrong immediately smiled and said, "Not only are friends, but also good friends."

"Do you think I can lie to me when I was young?" Xiao Zhan curled his mouth, raised his little feet and kicked Xing Zhengrong on the body, muttering, "I want to execute you, a dishonest guy!"

Although Xiao Zhan is very young, he really doesn't believe it if he comes to me as a friend of the God of War.

Xing Zhengrong smiled bitterly, feeling a little crazy. It would be fine if he was arrested, but even if he used criminal law. Unexpectedly, the head of state of Nazi was the son of Xiao Yuanchao who was arrested three years ago, and he was slapped and kicked by Xiao Yuanchao's son.

"We are really friends with the Red Martial Soldiers. The Red Martial Soldiers like to smoke cigars. The red Martial Soldiers' eyebrows are sword eyebrows..." Chen Muzi carefully described Xiao Yuanchao's foreign trade characteristics and all Xiao Yuanchao's little habits.

But as she was talking, she found Xiao Zhan drooling, constantly clattering his mouth and staring at his chest.

Although he was just a three or four-year-old child, being stared at like this still made Chen Muzi feel uncomfortable all over, as if she had taken off her naked and exposed herself to everyone.

The man stood aside and looked at Xing Zhengrong and Chen Muzi, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed serious thoughts. Xiao Zhan didn't know, of course he knew that these two people must be Xiao Yuanchao's comrades. It was no accident that they were able to come here. It was certain that their people had been looking for Xiao Yuanchao.

"First of the People, have you always had to drink milk?" The man walked over and leaned down and said to Xiao Zhan with a smile.

"Gudong!"

Xiao Zhan swallowed heavily, nodded and shook his head, and whispered pitifully: "But the God of War won't let me drink milk, otherwise he will kill me..."

"I'll keep it confidential for you." The man smiled.

"No, I am the head of state, I can't lie, I..." Xiao Zhan looked entangled and kept licking his lips.

"The God of War said it's OK occasionally." The man said.

"Really?" Xiao Zhan's eyes lit up instantly. He turned his head and asked, "Does the God of War really say yes?"

The man smiled and nodded: "But you have to hide it well, the God of War doesn't like it..."

"Hurry!" Xiao Zhan waved to the soldiers around him and said, "Take this breast into my room, hurry up!"

Xiao Zhan was impatient. He had not had breastfeeding for so many days, so he had long been greedy.

The two soldiers immediately set up Chen Muzi, and Xiao Zhan followed behind happily, trotting closely with his breasts.

Chen Muzi did not resist because she could not make any resistance herself. She shouted that she didn't want to, it was just the little girl's behavior. She calmly accepted everything that was happening.

Chen Muzi was taken away, and Xiao Zhan ran back happily, leaving only Xing Zhengrong on the beach.

The man walked up to Xing Zhengrong, slowly squatted down and stared at the other party's eyes and whispered: "I know you, you are Xing Tian, ​​the red fierce soldier, right? You were the one who fired tactical nuclear warheads at the warehouse of the African Command with Xiao Yuanchao. Tell me, why are you here? You are here specifically to find Xiao Yuanchao, right?"

Hearing this, Xing Zhengrong pursed his lips and stared at the person in front of him. He could clearly see a very quiet wisdom in the other party's eyes, and the other party guessed their purpose clearly.

"Xiao Yuanchao is here!" Xing Zhengrong said affirmatively.

"Yes, he's here." The man nodded and said, "I can even arrange for you to meet."

"Hmm?" Xing Zhengrong was stunned.

He never expected this Nazi remnant to say such words.

"He will say a lot of things to you, and it will be more convincing when he says it." The man smiled and turned around and walked towards the cave, while saying to Xing Zhengrong: "You just need to wait here."

Xing Zhengrong looked surprised and shocked. He had no idea that time would turn into this situation in a short period of time. They found Shark Island, found the remnants of the Nazis, saw the Nazi head, learned about Xiao Yuanchao, and Xiao Yuanchao was here. It seemed that Xiao Yuanchao lived well here, as if...

Xing Zhengrong had no idea what to say. He just felt that all this was too sudden and weird.

In the cave, Xiao Zhanhou rushed to Chen Muzi's body, stretched out his fleshy little hand and grabbed the other party's top and teared it down.

"Little hooligan!" Chen Muzi was so embarrassed that she cursed Xiao Zhan.

"Milk...Milk...Milk..." Xiao Zhan shouted, and the soldiers issued an order: "Press my milk to the ground!"

After receiving the order, the soldiers immediately pressed Chen Muzi to the ground, making her unable to move at all.

Xiao Zhan immediately climbed up, stretched out his hands and pulled away Chen Mu Zi's top, buried his small head in, and ate his breasts happily and satisfied.

"Get down, little hooligan! Get down!" Chen Muzi, who was struggling weakly, burst into tears.

She is a big yellow girl, but a little kid is stripped of her upper clothes and buried in to feed her... Although a woman may be more cruelly abused when she falls into the hands of the enemy, as long as she is abused, it can cause any woman to suffer in great pain.

Chen Muzi is light, and there is no question of abuse at all. It’s just that Xiao Zhan wants to eat milk. The crazy little bastard is thinking about milk all day long.

After sucking for a while, Xiao Zhan raised his head blankly. He was very surprised, why didn’t there be any milk on this milk?

"Bang!"

A big hand reached out and slapped Xiao Zhan in the face.
Chapter completed!