Chapter 1551: A soldier who is not a soldier.

Yang Xiangru stopped crying, she looked up at the woman and said, "Sister Caiying, don't you want to see him?"

The woman shook her head: "So what can I do if I see you? You also said that there are no other women around him?"

"You can't see you, but what about Panpan? Do you want Panpan to grow up like this and let Panpan grow up in an environment without a father?" Yang Xiangru said, "Now Panpan is still young, and she is already such a ghost elves. If she is older and more sensible, what will you do at that time?"

"He, he doesn't know that there is such a daughter."

"He doesn't know, but father and daughter are connected to each other. Sister Caiying, do you know how I met him?" Yang Xiangru looked at the woman and said, "It's because of Panpan. If it weren't for Panpan's naughty, I might have passed him by him. But why, Panpan just didn't meet someone else and met him? This is not what father and daughter are connected to each other, and I can see that he likes Panpan very much, really likes it."

"Really? Does he like Panpan?" the woman looked at Yang Xiangru nervously and said.

"It's true, and Panpan kissed him and was held in his arms." Yang Xiangru looked at Panpan and smiled, "Is it Panpan, did your aunt say something wrong?

Xiang Panpan tilted his head, thought for a while before saying, "Aunt, mom, who are you talking about? Are you talking about that cute uncle? Oh, that uncle is so cute, so cute. Hehe, Panpan has kissed him."

The woman cried and hugged Xiang Panpan in her arms, and kept saying, "That's fine, that's fine..."

"Sister Caiying, this is not good, you have seen how much Panpan likes him, and he also has the responsibility to take care of Panpan. No matter what, Panpan is his daughter and his bloodline. Even if he doesn't plan to recognize you because of those two women, he must not ignore Panpan."

"Xiaoru, let me be quiet, let me be quiet." The woman put Xiang Panpan in Yang Xiangru's arms and walked into the bedroom alone. Seeing this, Yang Xiangru sighed. She was afraid that she had no hope. In the eyes of that man, there was no existence of her at all. Otherwise, he would not have no impression of herself. Perhaps, that chance encounter on the plane was nothing for him, but for herself, just as Sister Caiying said just now, a woman always had to be stupid forever, some were once, and some were once, once forever.

Two green cheetahs were parked in the military area outside Ukraine. Although there were only two cars, the people who came out of these two cars made the entire construction corps glar. Yes, someone came to kick the hall today.

"Bang!" Another soldier fell to the ground. From the tragic appearance on the other party's face, it can be seen that he could not stand up in a short period of time.

Zhang Lang stood with his hands and stood back behind Xiang Yufeng. It seemed that the person who defeated the six builder soldiers in a row was not like him.

Zhang Langsu belongs to the Qingfeng Sword Team of the Blood Sect, which is one of the few elite forces left by Xiang Yufeng in the Northwest. It is also an important component in Beiting in the early stage of building the Northwest City. Now most of the things in the Northwest City are on track, and the Qingfeng Sword Team is also taken over with Zhao Feng's Nanwu to the United States. The remaining members of the Qingfeng Sword Team are less than 500, and most of these 500 people are in the Blood Sect Hall in Shanghai. A very small number of members of the Qingfeng Sword Team remain in the Northwest City. Although these people are not commanders, none of them dares to underestimate them. After all, they are indeed the Guards, the Blood Sect, and the people around the rulers of the Northwest City.

If it weren't for Xiang Yufeng's coming to Wucheng this time, Beiting wouldn't have been afraid that Zhang Lang and another member of the Qingfeng Sword Team would come out.

The two most elite forces in the Blood Sect are: one is the Qingfaced Army and the other is the Qingfeng Sword Team.

Xiang Yufeng glanced at the soldier lying on the ground, and couldn't help but smiled slightly, saying to Chen Mingxing who was sitting beside him: "Old General, can your people only do this level?" Xiang Yufeng's words did not give Chen Mingxing any face, but Chen Mingxing was not angry. He smiled and looked at Xiang Yufeng and said: "Boy, do you really want to smash my place this time?"

"What, no?" Xiang Yufeng raised his eyebrows and said.

"Not that's not possible, I'm just afraid of being charged with bullying the less, and bullying the little with the big one. No matter whether it's winning or losing today, if this matter is spread, I will be charged with bullying. Why bother?" Chen Mingxing said.

"Elder General, are you afraid?" As soon as Xiang Yufeng finished speaking, Chen Mingxing had not said anything, but a soldier jumped out below.

When Xiang Yufeng saw the man, he couldn't help but shout in his heart: "What a man!"

"Elder General, look at their military uniforms, I'm afraid it's your personal guard? It just so happens that these two brothers are also my personal guard. Since you don't want to be kind, then let's have a competition. After all, the personal guard is equivalent to a private force, and I believe no one will say anything."

"Zhuxin, boy, you said this very heart-wrenchingly. If it was passed to the central government, I said that I, Chen Mingxing, would be in trouble, and you would have to leave. Don't you hurt me?"

"If I'm afraid of this, what about me? I have raised so many people under my command, and their salary, food, clothes I give, and clothes I wear are mine. Then do you think, am I a pity?"

"Stop talking to me about this. Your old man has a high position and a powerful position, so he will naturally be able to carry it for you. I am an old man from the lonely family, a bald commander, but there is not even a hair on his head."

"We won't talk about this today, we will only talk about the present moment."

Chen Mingxing looked at Xiang Yufeng and said, "Did you really decide to do this?"

"good."

"That's it, Erhu, since they want to play, just play with them. Remember, don't lose my face, and don't hurt them either." The big man named Erhu shouted and agreed.

"I'm using a stick, where are you!" The man took out three sticks of varying lengths. It was a iron stick that could be put together. However, at the top of the stick, there was a little bit of sudden attack, which looked like a stick.

This big man is extremely strong and tall, and is less than a half taller than ordinary people. He is a bunch of short beards like that of a mess. He is quite powerful when he looks at him.

"I'll use a knife!" Zhang Lang shook casually, and a Qingfeng sword appeared in his hand.

With a long roar, he rushed up like a crazy tiger. With a stick, the 15-inch long stick was like a bolt of lightning, striking Zhang Lang, with extremely strong strength and extraordinary speed.

Zhang Lang immediately flashed, and saw a strange light flashing out of the big man's iron rod in an instant. The powerful and unparalleled force followed the movement of the stick technique, and a roar was heard, and the swords and sticks intersected.
Chapter completed!