Chapter 69: Really? (Seeking Recommendation Tickets)

  Zhao Ya's message: "Little brother, how dare you not let me worry? Be careful, I'm not busy lately, learned a few dishes, come back and cook for you. Don't get hurt, my heart will ache."

  Jiang Xueyu replied to the text message, very simply: "How about it? Let me take a different look at you. The level of PS is not bad, worthy of praise. I heard that the warehouse management of Pingjiang Office has been in chaos recently. Don't you want to issue a company-wide criticism notice? Just focus on your work and help the warehouse manager get the warehouse in order."

  In Ai's text message, first a string of dots, then: "Handsome guy, don't you have any sense of confidentiality? I really want to have the chance to do an exclusive interview with you, and when that time comes, ordinary people will know about the strength of our military. By the way, there's something that might need your help, it hasn't been confirmed whether or not we'll need a big shot like you to make an appearance, if I really ask for your help, you can't refuse me."

  The shocking message was full of question marks, and finally attached a sentence: "Go to the wild to play real CS? Why is it at night?"

  Of course, the most powerful one is our demon Mǐnuònuò. This person will never miss any opportunity to release charm. Facing this photo, she replied with another photo, a sexy purple cheongsam sleepwear photo taken in front of the mirror. Immediately, she sent a message that almost made Zhang Shidong spit blood.

  "Long ones, short ones, come; hot ones, cold ones, coarse ones, fine ones, all come!"

  Looking at the M16 in his hand, Zhang Shidong couldn't help but be subdued by Mi Rou's strength. Can such a demonic man be brought down? All the evil you know can't even be brought out in front of her.

  Mǐ nuò nuò is a being capable of subverting all three views, destroying all integrity and defeating all demons, the number one great demon in the heavenly realm. Apart from Zhang Shidong's absolute martial arts skills and strong masculinity, everything else is annihilated in front of Mǐ nuò nuò, including other women. Conquering a demonic woman is an honor worth boasting about for a man's lifetime, but if a group of demonic women stand there, I believe no man would dare to challenge the most difficult hurdle in this world.

  Finally, Zhang Shidong knew it would be the last time because there was one person who would know how many text messages he had sent and received, unless he used the simplest encryption method to prevent her from knowing what he didn't want her to know. Otherwise, everything on this phone would be known to her.

  Her messages always arrive last.

  Zhang Shidong looked at the text message, stood still, and had an urge to shout into the wind. He ended up shaking his head with a bitter smile, popping a piece of chewing gum into his mouth. For some people who knew him well, this was the cue for the show to begin.

  A woman who never jokes and calculates everything precisely suddenly sends you a text message that is no less than Miao Miao's style, your reaction won't be calmer than Zhang Shidong.

  "I sent you a short video of Cang Teacher, at midnight loneliness can stand on the mountain top, facing the cold wind, and masturbate. Finally, friendly reminder, don't splash it on your pants and shoes."

  Zhang Shidong had the urge to call her right now, but she knew he wouldn't make the call out of habit. That's why she used this method to remind him of her existence and the changes she was willing to make for him.

  A cluster of bamboo huts in a mountain valley, with three sides being minefields except for the exit road. As a base for mercenaries, the low-lying bamboo huts among the pine forests ensured their concealment from the air, unless an aerial bombing campaign was launched, otherwise the natural barrier advantage here would give these mercenaries the ability to hold out against all odds. In the rainy season, the dense forest serves as a shield, and in the snowy season, the entire mountain range is covered in silver, making ordinary airborne operations difficult to achieve even in bad weather.

  In the minefield and base transfer area, there are not only some newly laid mines, but also various seamless trap defenses that protect the entire base.

  Zhang Shidong stood outside the base, hesitating for a moment. He wasn't hesitant about how to attack, but rather whether to sneak into the village and shoot or play around with his long-unused burst fire. After three minutes of hesitation, he popped another piece of gum into his mouth, shouldered his gun, and scanned the entire base in one sweep. Having confirmed his target, he fired the first shot.

  The sentry was knocked down, the entire base exploded in an instant, all lights were extinguished at the first time, and bullets shot out of the muzzle within ten seconds, shooting to the area where Zhang Shidong fired before.

  "Uh, the outside is dressed in bamboo, blending with the forest in summer and snow-covered in winter. Inside, there are soundproofing, warmth preservation and bulletproof layers, really worth the money."

  A ten-minute gun battle, flames spewing in the dark of night, from initial targeted pursuit to continuous people being knocked down, remaining mercenaries started sweeping with guns, only hoping to have stray bullets hit this unknown number of enemies.

  Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Shidong sat on a tree stump with his gun in his arms, looking at the base gate twenty meters away, chewing gum, leaning comfortably, waiting for the person to appear. Occasionally stretching his body felt great, and the feeling of being able to ignore rules and trample others' capital with ease was even more refreshing.

  Everyone has had an unrealistic dream, either the childhood fantasy of becoming a savior of the earth after watching cartoons, or the "if I were in charge" fantasy that emerges after being disillusioned with reality. How great it would be if I were Super Saiyan, able to do whatever I want and live life on my own terms; who dares not obey me? With one punch, I can create a hole in the earth; how great it would be if I were the son of some high-ranking official or the heir of a super-rich family, I could trample this damn society at will...

  Zhang Shidong is just an ordinary person, the troops let him not degenerate after having the ability to defy heaven, did not let a vicious villain appear in society, but the troops cannot eliminate all his nature. I can fulfill my duty and responsibility as a citizen without breaking the law, but I am not an ordinary person, and I will not live an ordinary life.

  I want power, at least no one dares to provoke me. I want money, at least let me not be financially strained. I want pleasure, at least I want to live life on my own terms. I want enjoyment, I have so much, why not enjoy it? I'm not a fool, always looking miserable and suffering, my loved ones, my friends will follow me to live a good life, those who don't listen, killing you is nothing, what can you do?

  A line of five rugged, practical and sturdy jeeps came into view, accompanied by a replica command vehicle, swaying from side to side as they approached the base. Five hundred meters away from the base, a man in the lead car signaled for them to stop. The mountain forest, not yet fully stripped bare, was dotted with a layer of white snow that had just begun to fall, marking the beginning of winter. This was the most dangerous time in the mountains, as areas that seemed impassable during other seasons would suddenly become vast and open when the leaves turned yellow and fell at the start of winter. The spaces between trees grew larger, making it possible for a true master of forest warfare, one who could adapt to the changing conditions of the northeast region, to emerge. Every season brought new challenges that forced you to change your tactics.

  No use pretending otherwise, expired is invalid.

  There's no use having a cow if you don't milk it, and keeping everything bottled up inside can harm your health.

  Bang, one shot, the man with a waving hand was hit in the middle of his eyebrows.

  Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap Clap!

  A burst of continuous firing, anyone who dared to show their head was shot dead. This time Zhang Shidong did not move while shooting, controlling six cars with one gun was like doing homework according to the textbook, a skilled worker without too much technical content.

  Just now, Zhang Shidong, who had just replenished his bullets in the base, did not hesitate to consume them, continuously firing at the convoy for nearly three clips until the people in the car stopped resisting. He stopped shooting and looked at the guns and weapons being thrown out of the car one after another, laughing: "That big-backed head, and that hedgehog head, are they still awesome? Are they honest?"

  Boom!

  Zhang Shidong was not afraid to expose his position, and there were still some discontented people in the team. Through the front windshield, he aimed at Zhang Shidong's position and pulled the trigger. As soon as he fired, a bullet hit him right between the eyebrows, and the figure on the tree branch disappeared. Then, another burst of gunfire came, this time Zhang Shidong didn't give them any face. Except for that fake command car, all five jeeps were given special attention. Every bullet covered an area, and with over a dozen shots, it was guaranteed that everyone in the cars would be hit. Maybe some people were lucky enough to be shot but wore bulletproof vests and wouldn't die.

  Tang Zhongle and Tang Zhongyu, who were hiding in the car, were both stunned. The base was attacked, and the target turned out to be their own brother. How cool is that? Isn't it a bit too much? This must have been what happened at the Metropolitan Nightclub earlier tonight. Does Tiger King have such great power? Can he cause such a big commotion in just a few hours?

  The people in the car didn't dare move, fearing that the next moment a bullet would hit them. Two minutes later, the sound of knocking on the window started.

  Tang Zhongle and Tang Zhongyu looked out, their faces ashen. In the moonlight, a neglected face flashed by outside the window. A few minutes later, Tang Zhongyu hesitated before saying: "It's that man who followed Tiger King."

  Tang Zhongle regained his composure, realizing the other party didn't intend to kill him, but only came to warn him. No, that wasn't right, it wasn't just a warning; there was no need for such a big show if it were just a warning. A mercenary base had been annihilated, and what they were after wasn't just about the nightclub from last night. A small-time hoodlum wouldn't have such great influence.

  The older brother sat silently in the cold vehicle, deep in thought. The younger brother led the few remaining people out of the vehicle to survey their surroundings. Those who had been sent to scout ahead returned with pale faces, unable to conceal their shock: "Everyone's dead. The enemy didn't even enter the base."

  Tang Zhongyu stroked his hair, all the arrogance and ferocity were gone tonight. At this moment, he didn't even have the courage to utter two harsh words. He lit a cigarette and said fiercely to his brother Tang Zhongle who was sitting in the car: "Brother, I will settle this matter for them. If worst comes to worst, I'll break my legs and arms."

  Tang Zhongle sighed, lit a cigarette, and gazed at the dark night sky, saying: "I'm afraid his purpose is not just this, let's investigate, since he has shown himself to us, he must be letting us make our own choice."