"General, I'm leaving. Tell Xiao Hei that someone wants to modify the strong man's agreement..."

"You can tell him my mobile phone number." A cold smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth.

"..."

Gambari opened his mouth, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. Zhang Yang's meaning was simple, he wanted to subvert the world of the strong.

"139xxxxxxxxxx."

"Okay, General, remember this number, 139xxxxxxxxx."

Gambari's voice was very depressed. He had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say. He kept asking questions on the phone, so he could only remain silent and then hung up the phone.

"Kill!" shouted suddenly.

With a depressed look on his face, Gambari suddenly overflowed with murderous intent. The mobile phone in his hand suddenly hit Zhang Yang. The mobile phone suddenly exploded while it was in the air, and countless spare parts flew into the air.

"Pfft!"

Gambari spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body suddenly swelled like a bucket. His figure suddenly grew dozens of centimeters taller, and the green camouflage uniform on his body exploded into strips of cloth. The muscles on his body were bulging and intertwined, making him look extremely tall.

of terror.

Gambari is overdrawing his life.

He is burning his life in an instant.

A powerful momentum spreads in the woods, and the murderous intent is overwhelming...

In fact, Gambari didn't admit defeat at all from the beginning. His call was just an excuse and a buffer time to adjust his physical condition.

As a strong man who has experienced hundreds of battles, it is absolutely impossible for him to lose his combat effectiveness because of a single defeat. Gambari has a strong willpower and national belief, and it is even less likely that his spirit will deteriorate because of a single blow.

Now, his body has reached its peak fighting state.

swish swish...

The leaves were flying in the woods and the wind was blowing violently, as if the world was coming to an end.

Zhang Yang never moved, his eyes just looked coldly at Gambari who was entering a frenzied fighting state in front of him. Zhang Yang was sure that even if Gambari survived, his martial arts would have declined a lot because he was no longer old.

Allowing him to exert himself in this way, he could clearly feel that Gambari's body cells were aging rapidly.

No matter how much Gambari exerts his energy, Zhang Yang will never feel a sense of crisis, because he now controls the energy within several kilometers, and he can mobilize the energy of heaven and earth to fight against Gambari in an instant.

really!

When Gambari rushed over like thousands of troops, Zhang Yang just gave a gentle palm, and Gambari's body flew out like a kite with its string broken...

Click!

Click!

…

"Peng!"

After a violent sound of branches breaking, there was another heavy sound of falling, and the woods returned to silence...

rustle……

There was a sound of footsteps, and Zhang Yang and the other four walked up to Gambari again.

Gambari's strong body was like a mummy that had been suddenly dried. It was so shriveled that only the skeleton was left. Under the withered skin were bones, which looked extremely weird. It seemed that in just a few seconds, Gambari had aged dozens of years.

age……

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you." Looking at Gambari covered in blood, Zhang Yang sighed softly.

"Ahem...I will die without regrets...I will die without regrets...It is true that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and it is true...the world of the strong is no exception...ahem..." Gambari kept saying

He was coughing, and from time to time he would cough up clusters of black blood clots in his mouth.

"This is an inevitable law of social development." Zhang Yang said lightly.

"Haha... Yes, yes, it is the law of social development. When we get old... when we get old... when we get old, we should retire and give young people a chance... but... but... ahem..."

Gambari kept coughing. Suddenly, his eyes rolled up and his head fell down. The last blow that burned his life just now left him in a state of exhaustion, and he couldn't even say a word.

"But what?" Zhang Yang's body suddenly moved, and he put a palm on Gambari's vest, and a steady stream of strong energy was poured into Gambari's body.

"There is a person... there is a person... he... he is not bound by this natural law. You are not his opponent, you are not..."

"who?"

"He is...is...ah..." Gambari's wide-open mouth froze, and his eyes stared strangely into the void. He refused to say the last name, and his pupils quickly dilated.

"He committed suicide." Zhang Yang slowly let go of his palms and felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart. Gambari actually committed suicide. He burned his own life in order to win.

A once all-powerful man fell like this.

Of course, there is no regret in Gambari's death. He was already over a hundred years old, and his life was a glorious one. He was different from geniuses such as Medivh, Radili, and Lu Fei who died young.

…

Soon, a new tomb was built in the withered woods. There was no tombstone, no mark, nothing. Who knew that a peerless person was buried here.

Looking at the new grave, although the four of them were not familiar with this person, they felt an inexplicable heaviness.

Undoubtedly, this is a strong and strong man who will not compromise at all. He would rather sacrifice his life to have dignity.

However, this kind of dignity makes Zhang Yang feel a bit baffled.

In fact, Zhang Yang couldn't understand the feeling of a strong man being defeated by an ordinary person, and it was such an easy defeat, almost an insult. No strong man could accept the result of being grabbed by the waist and thrown out easily by a rising star.

Neither can Barry...

rustle……

rustle……

Just as the four of them were standing in front of Gambari's grave, suddenly, a dense sound of footsteps came from all directions.

The four of them didn't move, just looked at each other.

The air became oppressive again, and the "rustling" sound got closer and closer, like countless reptiles in all directions...

one!

Three!

Five!

Twenty!

Fifty!

Seventy!

One hundred and two...

Zhang Yang silently calculated that there were actually 102 people surrounding them. These people obviously had rich experience in jungle fighting. They approached them very regularly. They were very patient and not anxious at all.

Kong Laoer.

Kong Lao'er was thirty-two years old and in the prime of life. It was said that he was a descendant of Confucius. Unfortunately, Kong Lao'er couldn't even recognize a few Chinese characters. Confucius could only be used as a weapon to fight back when others made fun of him for being uneducated.

Of course, although Kong Laoer only attended elementary school in the village for a few years, this did not affect his prestige at all.

Among the descendants of the Chinese Expeditionary Force, he is the core force. Although he is not yet at the decision-making level, the descendants of the entire expeditionary force know that as the hundreds of years old guys in the decision-making level pass away one by one, like Kong

A young and powerful man like the second brother will one day reach the peak of power.

Kong Laoer's marksmanship is very accurate. He can shoot down birds flying in the air with an old-fashioned rifle from World War II.

Moreover, Kong Lao'er's martial arts are also very powerful. It is said that he blended the gentle martial arts of Tai Chi into the fierce Muay Thai, creating a unique school. Many old people said that if Kong Lao'er lived in ancient times, he would definitely be the best of his generation.

Grandmaster, it’s a pity that Kong Laoer lives in modern times, and he lives in the Burmese Expeditionary Army tribe where everyone has a gun...

Yesterday I received news from the border that someone was looking for the 62nd boundary monument. Kong Laoer, who had a keen sense of smell, immediately thought of General Qi's safe, and then summoned 101 people to rush over.

Why one hundred and one people?

Kong Laoer is very superstitious. He thinks that the number one hundred and one is good, but he doesn’t know what is good or why it is good. In short, it is good!

Including themselves, one hundred and two people rushed here. After a short search, they found many traces of fighting. What surprised them most was that at one time, all the trees and weeds in the forest had withered, and there was no life at all.

Kong Laoer almost immediately judged that there was something going on in the woods...

rustle……

rustle……

The footsteps began to gather slowly, and Kong Laoer felt that the air had become oppressive.

There seemed to be someone in the open space in front of him. Kong Laoer became cautious, holding an old-fashioned rifle and approaching slowly against some large decayed tree trunks.

Four people.

Four young people.

Looking at the four unarmed young men, Kong Laoer couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. However, immediately, his eyes became as sharp as blades, because he saw a green safe, which was stained with rust.

The military green safe was held under the armpit of a tall and burly young man.
Chapter completed!