Finally, Li Wula entered the door.

"Go away!"

"roll!"

"Don't come here!"

"Get out!"

The defeated soldiers dispersed Li Wula, like a beggar driving a dog. Li Wula ignored it and continued to touch it forward, and finally became a hard squeeze.

Bang

A stick fell from the sky and hit Li Wula's head. In the surprised expression of the defeated soldiers, Li Wula fell softly to the ground, leaving only a group of defeated soldiers, watching A Yi's scene with a stunned expression.

It was done by Ayi with a stick.

"You... did you do it?" I looked at Ayi in annoyance. Everyone had only one impression of Ayi: a scholar!

Yes, it’s a scholar!

Although Ayi is a major, and he is regarded as the leader of the food hunting group, in essence, the defeated soldiers regard him as a scholar, and the word "scholar" is a joke to the defeated soldiers.

but……

Now, the scholar has defeated Li Wula!

It is very simple to defeat Li Wula. Li Wula has long been ruined. There is no difference between living and dying. However, there is someone behind Li Wula who everyone dares, does not want to, and does not want to provoke. That is Milong.

Yes, it's the dragon.

Yang Danzi is Milong's follower, and she is also Milong's sandbag. When Milong packs up Yang Danzi, she doesn't have any affection. Do you think others can bully Yang Danzi?

Wrong, who dares to touch a finger of the sheep egg? Milong will definitely tell him why the flowers are so red!

This is the truth that some fools prove with being beaten.

What about Li Wula?

Everyone knows that Li Wula is the platoon leader of Milong and Li Wula. Milong, the top-ranking soldier, was also cleaned up by Li Wula. Later, on the battlefield, Li Wula led the entire platoon to die, but he survived, so Milong beat Li Wula up like crazy.

But, who can bully Li Wula and try it!

Li Wula, Yang Danzi, Milong can beat, scold, bully or even humiliate, but if someone dares to move, Milong will definitely make a move.

So, after Ayi knocked down Li Wula with a stick, everyone was shocked and shocked the scholar Ayi had such a courage to provoke Milong!

"We are going together to make him go!" Someone among the defeated soldiers whispered, his voice was very small, for fear that Milong would hear it.

The crowd calmed down not because of this sentence that gave the defeated soldiers a plan, but because...

The mysterious dragon is here!

Milong, who flipped out of the hammock, walked towards the crowd step by step. Wherever he passed, ghosts and gods avoided each other. A very natural way was separated in the crowd. A Yi seemed to realize something, and nervously turned his eyes in front of him, and forced himself to welcome Milong in the most fierce posture. But when Milong approached, he subconsciously took three steps back and then stammered:

"Mi…Milong, what do you want to do?"

Xia Tian, ​​not far away, hurriedly calmed down his emotions and rushed over as fast as possible, as if he was eager to rescue A Yi. He rushed to A Yi almost at the same time as Milong. Xia Tian said nervously:

"Milong, don't do anything random!"

After all, Ayi is the "head" of this group of people. If Milong beats Ayi up, how can Ayi face these defeated soldiers?

He was also afraid. Milong is a dog-like person and refuses to accept others. If he is beaten up, he will not regret it to death?

"Get out of the way," Milong said in a deep voice.

"Milong, Ayi didn't mean it, it was Li Wula..." When he was annoyed, Milong shouted impatiently: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way, I'll see the food!"

vegetable?

The defeated soldiers suddenly realized and then became nervous again. Could it be that Milong was beaten up because Li Wula was beaten up and wanted to take over their cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli or occupy their cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli?

If he really dares...we...we will fight him!

Countless defeated soldiers were thinking in their hearts, and slowly, people's faces became fierce, just like when they were fierce on the battlefield, although their hardships were often a moment or a short time, they were defeated soldiers after all and had the courage to be fierce.

Milong didn't know what the defeated soldiers were thinking. He stepped over Li Wula, who was lying on the corpse, walked to the pot with fragrance, and snatched the branch on the snake's butt hand, which was his prop as chopsticks.

The snake subconsciously wanted to raise the knife, but did not lift his kitchen knife up, but stared at the dragon without any allowance. At that moment, Xia Tian seemed to see the unyielding fighting spirit of a Guangdong soldier who had come from thousands of miles to support him on the battlefield of Songhu.

Unfortunately, what he stared at was not the Japanese, and what he was determined to protect was not the land that countless people defended with their blood.

Milong didn't care about these things. He just stared blankly at the pot of cabbage and pork stewed vermicelli. His provocative, domineering, cold and fierce eyes slowly became peaceful in the steam.

In the fear of the defeated soldiers, Milong spoke. This should not be a speech, but a howling:

"Is this the hell of this pork stewed vermicelli? That's not how pork stewed vermicelli is made!"

"Verin, not sweet potato powder!"

"Where is the pork? Dozens of big men eat it, just a little pork? What about pork? Did the Japanese snatch it all? Then fuck it back!"

"God, is this how is pork stewed vermicelli in Northeast China made?"

Milong yelled, criticizing these big men with thick hands and feet, and then couldn't help but lower his voice:

"Yes, I knew, I knew it a long time ago. The Northeast is gone and I can't make pork stewed vermicelli. You guys are ready. I will make it for you, and I will make pork stewed vermicelli for you."

"Yangdanzi, take my canned food. It's not that can, but canned meat! Canned meat!!"

Yang Danzi reluctantly took the extremely tight canned meat, three cans, but Milong still felt that it was too little, so he asked Yang Danzi to take three cans, and then opened it wildly and violently, and the large pieces of meat fell into the pot.

"You guys, you just need to clean up, are you all looking forward to it? This is pork stewed with vermicelli!"

Milong said in a scattered manner. It was hard to imagine that he would be so scattered. Xia Tian, ​​who was standing beside him, actually wanted to correct it. He wanted to tell Milong that what you fell down was not pork, but beef...

Milong was still sending her stock exchanges with her sheep eggs, throwing her into the pot as if she was venting her power.

With Master Taotie's self-consciousness, he could no longer see the snake's butt. He felt that this was an insult to him, the master, but the pungent smell of meat made him dare not take a step back. He stared at the pot, fantasizing about the scene where the big piece of meat was stuffed into his mouth.

It's familiar.

The pork stewed vermicelli that Milong Da Show was cooked. He scooped a large bowl for himself and the sheep eggs and handed the spoon to Anala, silently retreated, sat in front of Li Wula, and stared blankly.

The defeated soldiers formed an orderly and quiet queue and began to wait for their own portion, but Analo scooped it up all night and signaled to Xia Tian. Xia Tian was very smart about Analo's meaning and walked to Li Wula, who was squeezing the corpse with a bowl.

After the corpse-bearing man realized that the bowl was his, he snatched it in a starving ghost. He smelled the smell, but he was like Milong and was reluctant to sip it for a long time. It was not until he suddenly came to his senses that he reached out and grabbed a handful of vermicelli like crazy, stuffed it into his mouth desperately, and stuffed it into his mouth despite the heat.

Not only him, but also the mysterious dragon in front of him, eating like crazy.

Veterinary Hao always catches up with mealtime. When he comes, he has already scooped it up for everyone, and there is still a small layer left in the pot.

"Give it to the wounded." A Yi said to Veterinarian Hao. Veterinarian Hao thanked him so much and left with the pot. Looking at Veterinarian Hao's excited back, Xia Tian was thinking: He is a civil servant, he is a veterinarian, he is a half-lost civil servant who has been wandered here by the defeated soldiers.

What was he... excited?

Everyone was eating voraciously. Xia Tian wanted to stay gentle, but in the end she swallowed it in a mess like Ayi. She didn't taste what it tasted, but... it was really delicious.

Milong finished the meal with endless aftertaste of pork stewed vermicelli. After he finished eating, he looked at Li Wula who had just finished eating and said coldly: "I have to be angry after I get a seat."

Li Wula said angrily, and he said, "The pork stewed vermicelli in the Northeast...is not done that."

Milong was furious in an instant, and the bowl he had just eaten hit the ground, and hit the ground like a bomb. Then, he turned around in a daze, and finally, he sighed and said:

"What a good meat, it's all for the beast to eat."

The defeated soldiers remained silent.

Indifferently, he endured the damage of the words "Feeling Dragon" without distinguishing the enemy and me.

Xia Tian looked at the figure of the fascinated dragon, and then looked at the sadness in the numbness of the defeated soldiers, and slowly felt a little touched.

Perhaps, Milong is talking about those officials who eat good meat but don’t do good things.

Perhaps, Milong is talking about their group of defeated soldiers who have been defeated repeatedly, like beasts?

Perhaps, Milong might be talking about the Japanese because the Japanese ate the pork stewed vermicelli that originally belonged to them!
Chapter completed!