The strongest soldier

After seeing that Luo Zheng and others did not pursue him quickly, the middle-aged man calculated that Luo Zheng and others did not dare to openly draw their guns. He sneered and led the middle-aged woman and child to the first-class cabin quickly. Pedestrians gave way one after another, and the three of them Soon we arrived at the door of the first class cabin. A man hurriedly ran out with his head lowered and his steps fast. He met a few middle-aged people at the door and avoided each other.

The speed of both parties was fast enough, and the door was not big. The person coming out bumped into the middle-aged man, and then he politely stepped aside to let the other person pass. He ducked out, and Luo Zheng and others who were catching up saw him come out. The people couldn't help but be stunned. When they noticed a proud smile on the other person's face, Lan Xue gestured for everyone to stop.

It was the drunkard who came out. When the drunkard saw Luo Zheng and others chasing after him, he made a gesture to evacuate. Luo Zheng was stunned and looked towards the target. He was surprised to find that the target had fallen at the door, middle-aged women and children. Shouting, shouting something in a panic, many people ran up to watch.

"Stop looking and leave quickly." Lan Xue said softly, pulling Luo Zheng and turning around to leave.

"Did you succeed?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.

"Yeah." Lan Xue whispered, and glanced at Luo Zheng. Seeing Luo Zheng's face full of confusion, he explained: "Drunkards have a unique skill of pricking acupuncture points with gold needles. A small short needle can kill people. Just now The impact was intentional, the drunkard took the opportunity to attack, and no one could find the flaw."

"This guy still has this skill?" Luo Zheng sighed.

"Do you think the elite soldier king is given for free? Everyone has their own unique skills." Lan Xue whispered, quickening his pace. Luo Zheng saw Gui Shou and others returning the same way, and the drunkard had already caught up. He nodded secretly and made up his mind, this guy is fierce enough, he should go back and find a way to learn this unique skill and kill people invisible.

Everyone came to the general terminal. Passengers had already started to board the plane. No one knew what happened just now and did not go back to care. Luo Zheng deliberately fell behind and did not see the three drunkard brothers coming up. He couldn't help but walked over curiously. The drunkard next to him asked in a low voice: "Where are the three brothers?"

"They stayed to confirm the target's identity. If it was true, they would return to the team immediately. If they were mistaken, they would revive him." The drunkard explained in a low voice.

"Rescue? Not dead?" Luo Zheng was shocked and asked hurriedly.

"With the opponent's physical quality and vitality, he can survive for half a minute. If he doesn't rescue him within half a minute, he will definitely die." The drunkard explained in a low voice.

"Awesome, teach me?" Luo Zheng looked at the drunkard in surprise, his eyes full of expectation.

"You? Okay, but it's not good yet. You have to learn too many basic skills. Let's talk about it after you master it." The drunkard said vaguely. When he saw the three brothers coming over, he made a victory gesture and looked low. He said in a loud voice: "It's done, it's time for us to go home."

"Okay, let's fight again when we go back. If you lose a move, let me take a sip of your wine." Luo Zheng said happily. He killed the last killer and it was a relief. As for whether the Samsara Killer Organization will take revenge. , that was for the future, and he couldn’t stop worrying about it. The top priority was to become stronger. After seeing how drunkards killed people quietly, Luo Zheng realized that killing people didn’t necessarily require a gun, nor did it require a high-profile battle. It could also be done quietly. , to kill people inadvertently and walk away without leaving any clues, this is the most powerful method.

A few minutes later, everyone arrived at the boarding gate for the flight back to China. Half an hour later, everyone started to board the plane. After the plane flapped its wings and flew high, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Luo Zheng glanced at Lan Xue sitting next to him and lowered his voice. He said in a loud voice: "I can finally go home. It's great that everyone is fine."

"Yes, the Chinese New Year will be here in a few days. After this mission is completed, the higher-ups will definitely give our team a few days off. I need to go back to the capital to see my family and spend time with my grandpa. What are your plans?" Lan Xuedao said the voice.

"Captain, why don't you come here without me?" Guishou sitting in front asked in a low voice with a smile. Everyone was sitting in the first class cabin, in the front and back rows. The distance was too close, and everyone had sharp ears, so they could hear everything clearly. Chu, Snow Leopard and Mountain Eagle also looked over and smiled kindly, their eyes full of blessings.

"Shut your stinky mouth, no one will think you are dumb if you don't speak." Lan Xue said in a low voice with a sullen face.

"Okay, shut up, shut up, I won't disturb you two and kiss me, but I don't know if some people will be so sad that they want to jump off the plane?" The ghost hand quickly made a gesture of throwing, but his eyes glanced at the drunkard, The drunkard was concentrating with his eyes closed, as if he didn't know what everyone was talking about.

"I plan to train well. The drunkard is right. I lack systematic training and have not mastered many basic skills, such as sea, air and land-based penetration training, beheading, escort and counter-terrorism operations, special reconnaissance, the use of various new equipment and information Chemical warfare, etc., cannot be mastered in more than half a year. In addition to these basic skills, there are also special warfare and tactical skills in terrains such as mountains, snowfields, deserts and cities, which all require training." Luo Zheng said seriously, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the drunkard.

"Do you want to learn his unique skills?" Lan Xue asked knowingly. Seeing Luo Zheng nod, he thought for a while and said, "What you said makes sense. So far, you are familiar with jungle warfare, and your fighting, physical fitness and sniping are okay. , it’s not enough in other aspects, it’s okay, but thank you for your hard work.”

"It's okay, it's for both of us." Luo Zheng held Lan Xue's hand. Lan Xue's expression froze, but he soon relaxed, smiled softly, held Luo Zheng's hand, and leaned his head gently on his pillow. On Luo Zheng's shoulder, he said softly: "Be careful during training and balance work with rest. I won't be with you during the Chinese New Year. I'll take a nap first."

"Yes." Luo Zheng felt Lan Xue's leaning body, soft and strong, exuding a light fragrance, which was intoxicating. Luo Zheng took a deep breath, suppressed the charming thoughts in his heart, and hugged him from behind. He held Lan Xue's waist and closed his eyes to rest.

However, Luo Zheng couldn't sleep at all. Thinking of the Song family and how many times he almost died in battle, the hatred in his heart became a little stronger. Last time he was a mercenary, this time he was a killer. What about the next time? Given the Song family's unyielding character, they would definitely have other means. How should they deal with it?

Blindly passively being beaten will only make the situation worse. It seems that we must find a way to fight back. However, the high authority of the opponent, if he had not entered the national sword special brigade that is not under the jurisdiction of the military, I am afraid he would have been killed long ago. This is not the case at all. If you can handle it yourself, what should you do? Thinking of this, Luo Zheng's heart was filled with anger.

Perhaps feeling Luo Zheng's anger, Lan Xue held Luo Zheng's hand a little harder and said softly: "Don't worry, it will get better. No matter what, no one can separate the two of us, no one can, right?" Bar?"

"Yes, no one can." Luo Zheng felt warm in his heart, his resentment dissipated a little, and his eyes became firm. For Lan Xue, and for himself, there was no way out, he could only fight to the end, clenching his fists.