Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

Shouldn't they be the ones escorting Mr. Jiang back today so that he can completely give up the idea of ​​getting married? !

But why is it being shown in reverse now? !

Fortunately, when a few of them heard the news today, they ran out of the military camp excitedly.

The man was silent for a long time, and finally bumped the strong man next to him with his elbow in envy, and curled up his lips: "Master Jiang is so handsome."

The strong man rolled his eyes at him: "Shut up, please."

Even dog food can't stop his foul mouth.

"Fuck off."

The moment Jiang Yu looked over, the two people who were still bickering with each other immediately stood up straight and looked forward subconsciously.

He stood in a very good military posture, even his face was tense: "Master Jiang!"

They shouted in unison, with great momentum.

Jiang Yu glanced gently and nodded slightly, but in the ears of others, it seemed particularly unclear.

"Is the old man seriously ill?"

It was obviously an ordinary question, but the strong man nodded to Jiang Yu with a guilty conscience, and hurriedly said a resounding "yes" from his mouth.

Afraid that what the strong man said was not convincing, the man quickly took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and made a call.

Within three seconds, the call was answered, and a familiar male voice came: "Wang Jing?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he held up the phone as if offering a treasure: "Master Jiang, if you don't believe it, you can ask Liu Jue, he is still at the old man's place!"

Liu Jue on the other end obviously heard Wang Jing's words and rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

Then he was stared at by the old man who was staring at him.

His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, with a strong sense of oppression, which made Liu Jue feel guilty for a while.

After a suspicious pause, Liu Jue responded hesitantly, and his words were so fluent that they didn't look like lies: "Yes, Mr. Jiang, the old man is old. When he was young, he had an iron bullet hole in his left kneecap. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it now." It’s a little tricky.”

The cold wind of autumn whistled through Jiang Yu's black woolen coat, and his eyes seemed calm.

After waiting for no reply, Liu Jue raised his head and subconsciously looked at the old man who was sitting solemnly in front of the desk.

He held the crutch in his hand tightly and did not speak. Just sitting there gave people a great sense of oppression.

This made it even more difficult for Liu Jue, who was already having a hard time. His head started to hurt, but he had to say again: "Master Jiang?"

Wang Jing raised his hand to turn on the hands-free. At this moment, he had to say that he wanted to throw the phone to Ma Daha next door and ask him to continue holding it.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang," Wang Jing racked his brains to think of his words, "it's getting late now. Why don't you go back with your brothers? It's still too late!"

Cautiously, for fear of making this man unhappy.

Jiang Yu was raised as a soldier by the old man since he was a child. Wang Jing and others treated Jiang Yu with both admiration and respect.

They can also weigh how much they weigh. If they really start a fight with Jiang Yu, I'm afraid they won't get anything good.

When Jiang Yu moved his wrist, the tense nerves in the minds of Wang Jing and others immediately jumped, causing pain.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yu just reached out and took the mobile phone in Wang Jing's hand. His seemingly gentle eyes glanced at the fist clenched in the strong man's hand and chuckled.

Which means unknown.

The strong man inhaled and exhaled awkwardly.

After canceling the hands-free, Jiang Yu put the phone to his ear and said calmly: "Grandpa."

Liu Jue on the other end handed over the phone without stopping.

The old man knitted his thick eyebrows and remained calm and silent, but Jiang Yu was also a tough guy and seemed extra patient in this kind of contest.

This almost deathly silence lasted for more than ten minutes.

Just when Wang Jing thought the old man hung up the phone, the old man's solemn voice suddenly came out.

"There will be a border drill with Country M in a week. You go with Wang Jing and the others."

The old man's tone was very serious, showing an undeniable solemnity.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyebrows, opened his lips nonchalantly, and gradually looked out, looking at the increasingly bright moonlight in the dark night: "I won't go."

The rejection was so complete that there was no room for change between the grandfather and grandson.

In an instant, the old man's voice obviously increased a lot: "Jiang Yu! Do you want to make me angry to death?!"

Also heard was Mrs. Jiang's constant comforting voice.

Jiang Yu simply hung up the phone decisively.

The old man's face turned dark as he listened to the short "beep beep" sounds.

Mrs. Jiang watched, her eyebrows twitching.

Here, Wang Jing subconsciously caught the mobile phone thrown by Jiang Yu, put it back into his trouser pocket, and asked with some confusion: "Master Jiang, are you going back?"

The next second, Wang Jing watched in horror as the old man slowly unbuttoned his woolen coat.

He rolled his sleeves up a little, glanced at them very casually while doing so, and spoke in an arrogant tone, but they couldn't refute him at all.

"One by one, or all together?"

Wang Jing grimaced, wondering: "Master Jiang, aren't you making things difficult for the brothers?"

The strong man looked at Jiang Yu's movements, and the brothers trembled.

Hearing the sound, he immediately echoed: "Yes, Mr. Jiang! Just go back and say a few words to the old man, and be gentle -"

"It seems you guys got together."

After throwing the woolen coat into the driver's seat, Jiang Yu looked at them with a faint smile.

After realizing the meaning of his words, Wang Jing and others stopped making excuses, and their expressions instantly became solemn.

Even the sound of the wind blowing hurriedly carried a bit of solemnity.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the sound of rapid footsteps gradually approached in his direction. Seven or eight people instantly surrounded him in the center of the circle.

Wang Jing held his breath and concentrated, his pupils constricted as he watched the man in front of him casually taking action.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand vigorously, but seemed to have seen through every step they were about to take. He held his arm with one hand, as hard to shake as an iron pincer.

The severe pain made the well-qualified soldier's expression remain unchanged. He clenched his knuckles and punched Jiang Yu's seemingly fragile abdomen.

However, Jiang Yu casually took two steps back, kicked the strong man in the chest, and then made a sudden spin, sweeping with one leg, and whipped the two people close to him, one on the left and one on the right. Sweep to the ground.

Wang Jing was almost dumbfounded.

This line flows smoothly and it doesn’t even take 5 minutes!

Wang Jing smiled dryly and looked at Jiang Yu, who was walking towards him like a prince of hell.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, I can do it myself, okay?"

Jiang Yu stood still with a smile and raised his eyebrows slightly, as if surprised and conscious of Wang Jing.

"Please."

These two words were said by him in an extremely light and bad way!