The full-time bodyguard of the beautiful president

night.

There was a bonfire burning in the woods, and 20 special forces gathered together without speaking. Some leaned on the grass with their pillows on their hands and looked at the moonlight through the gaps in the sparse leaves, and some were cutting the plucked leaves with sabers. Fruit is eaten as a midnight snack.

Some can't help but want to eat game when they look at the bonfire.

"Why don't you guys go get some wild game?"

Ma Rulong gnawed on the fruit: "If it was feasible, labor and management would not pick wild fruits and eat them. Don't forget who the hell fired the first shot and almost killed the wolf. What happened? The result is that more than 100 of our special forces were killed. A group of animals are cornered, hum, do you still want to eat wild game? Let me tell you, try killing a wild boar, will those animals eat you too at night?"

"How many days have passed since tonight?"

"I don't know, I forgot to calculate these."

"It's already the ninth day. Let's stick to it for another 21 days. This month is only the 30th."

"Is it useful to remember this? It feels dark to work every day, and even food and clothing are a problem. Humph, I use my head as a plate to feed those hornet bees every day, and I have to worry about whether their butts will catch fire and stung me at any time. On the head, I went to the river after feeding every day to see if I was disfigured, but Nima's head was almost eaten by the big crocodile, scaring labor and capital, this place is even scarier than the Amazon."

Someone found the guy with dark circles leaning on the ground looking at the starry sky and asked, "Luo Ji, have your dark circles swelled yet?"

Then Luo Ji said quietly: "It was going to be better, but in the end, labor and management were just angry but wanted to get back the place, so they didn't put food in the food bowl, so they beat me again, and I became more bloated than before."

Ma Rulong snorted: "You deserve it, you can't even beat a kangaroo, it's a shame."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes rested on him strangely.

"You don't seem to have even hit a dog, okay?" Someone complained.

"If you talk about this again, I'll turn my back on you." Ma Rulong yelled.That is his eternal pain.

At this time, a special soldier with a bandage on his head grinned his teeth in pain at any time: "You are many times better than labor and capital. I am in charge of taking care of the gorillas. It is said that apes are animals with psychic intelligence close to human intelligence. This is true. But damn, I just glanced at the red and swollen butt of the female orangutan, and the male orangutan even swung a wooden stick to wheel me jealously, damn, who the hell made their butts so red and swollen so that people can't see it ?”

As soon as he finished speaking, the other 19 special forces said in unison: "Bird//beast."

Two other special forces were also unlucky.

"What about you two? What's the job for you two?"

One of the special soldiers, who was shirtless and was using fire to dry his vest, said: "It's nothing, I'm just responsible for guarding a medicine yard, and don't let those birds and monkeys make trouble. When passing by, there will always be countless birds flying in the sky, will they pull down the feces, so it is troublesome to wash the clothes every day."

"Are you stupid and won't take a detour?"

Hearing this, another soldier with a mouth full of allergies and swollen body couldn't laugh or cry: "Look at me, an Indian girl, I just end up taking a detour. That little girl advised us to go along the road and not to go by ourselves. To open the way, I just wanted to avoid the baptism of bird droppings, and ended up walking into a pair of snake nests. Fortunately, the little girl appeared in time and gave me the antidote. I didn’t die, but I really want to die. How can I go out and meet people?"

"You are going to die, everyone envies you." Others joked.

At this time, a special soldier laughed wildly: "It's ridiculous to die, it's a waste of us to be called a special soldier, what a wolf of the jungle, what kind of cross-country soldier god, Quan Nima is deceiving himself and others, look at the present, look at this film The jungle plays with us between applause. Men don’t live like men. Self-proclaimed masters can’t beat a dog or a kangaroo. Even the IQ is played by these animals after they are blown away. Look at our uselessness. I really want to laugh at us, are we considered powerful?"

Ma Rulong expressed his pain for lying on the gun invisibly, and why he got involved again without mentioning the dog, but he agreed with what this comrade-in-arms said, and expressed his deep feelings. He patted him on the shoulder: " Don't be too discouraged, maybe not all the jungles in the world look like this ghost, everything here is not so much powerful, I think it's the strength of that expert, think about how he raised the animals here Not to mention the fineness, but the ability to make the animals here enlightened and listen to him, I think it is absurd and ridiculous, but it is precisely in this way that it can reflect the superiority of that master."

Having said that, he didn't forget to find a perfect excuse for himself: "So I think it's acceptable to lose to such a tall dog."

This Ma Rulong's self-comforting ability is as profound as his strength in the crowd, which makes people feel ashamed.

"Cavalry, have you figured out who he is by now?" At this moment, the special forces of the fourth-rank master finally broke the lonely night.

Ma Rulong squinted his eyes at the bonfire and shook his head: "I can't guess who he is. I have seen all the 108 tutors in the college when they took graduation photos, and there is no such person."

The third-grade master interjected: "Do you think it will be the first generation or the second or third generation seniors?"

"I don't think so. First of all, most of the first-generation colleges are the first batch of national key elites. We have met these seniors in our country. They are all reused by the country and distributed to various armies as chief instructors. The country It is impossible to waste resources and let one of them retire in this deep mountain and old forest."

The fourth-grade master frowned: "Then, do you think the horse team is the master of three generations of rich people who bought the academy for further study? From the second generation to the fifth generation, the academy also recruits extra wealthy students to learn ancient martial arts every year, so I think since he is not an official, he must be a descendant of this local tyrant."

Ma Rulong shook his head and said, "I don't think so either. First of all, don't you see his majestic aura? It seems that he doesn't pay attention to our commander. Do you think rich people in our country can ignore officials? So I'm pretty sure he's not."

"Then what do you think he is from?"

"I think it may be the earliest ancient warriors who stayed behind. Didn't the principal say that? In fact, in this world, besides the academy, there are many casual warriors outside. Their previous generation even fought in the First World War. During World War II, I got the blessing of the founding god and got the secret book by chance, and then Rukawa gave it to the next generation to this day, some hermit masters still exist, I think the one we met should be a casual cultivator."

The fourth-rank master took a breath: "But I feel that this is too unfathomable. We didn't even feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual pressure on him, and the great ability of manipulating bullets out of thin air, such as the law of space, was said by the former senior. Do it, at least those few seniors can't do it, which shows that this person's strength is terrifying."

Ma Rulong coughed, and said in pain: "Is it not scary to raise a dog to torture ancient warriors?"