my personal beauty president

Chapter 162 Give Me a Reason! 【4 more】

"squeak--"

Bei Long stopped on the brakes and stopped outside a circle of dirt houses. It is not surprising that such a house with a large courtyard structure appears in such a remote place, but it would be strange if it is in a city where every inch of land is expensive.

On the gate of the yard hung a big sign that looked very dilapidated after the wind and sun, with four big characters "Driver's Home" written on it.

This is a hotel specially prepared for long-distance drivers. There are several large trucks parked in the big yard, and there are also passing long-distance buses. The car has been chasing him all day and night.

Bei Long drove the car slowly to the corner of the outer wall to hide, and he was not going to go in.Although he hadn't eaten all day and night, Smego would probably find him as soon as he showed his head, so he would rather endure hunger.

Hunger is nothing to him. He once lived in the desert for half a month without eating or drinking. The key is to race with camels every day, which has already exceeded the limit that the human body can bear. Nirvana Sutra, even Bei Long couldn't sustain it.

Taking out the thermos cup that the taxi driver put in the cup holder, Bei Long poured some boiling water for himself harshly, only barely wet his throat.He doesn't know how long this kind of tracking will last, so resources must be saved from the beginning.

Lighting a cigarette, Beron rolled down the car window and waited patiently, but soon he opened his eyes wide, and saw the dust billowing from the dirt road he came on like a dragon riding the wind and waves, in the smoke was A huge Dongfeng Warrior.

With a length of nearly five meters, a width of more than two meters, and a height of nearly two meters, combined with their rough appearance, they are like steel beasts roaring towards them.

Grass mud horse!
Bei Long slammed the cigarette in his hand into the dust, rushed out and ran to the front of the group of Dongfeng warriors, opened his arms and silently made military gestures.Although he has been out of the army for many years, some things are imprinted in his memory, and no amount of time can erase them.

"squeak--"

Dongfeng warrior seemed to want to show Beiron a little color on purpose, and only stepped on the brakes in a very short distance in a very aggressive manner.

The driver of the Dongfeng Warrior in the lead probably wanted the front bumper to rub against Beron's pants before stopping, giving him a blow.

But what surprised him was that the friction on this sandy dirt road would be reduced to such an extent that he couldn't stop as he expected, the braking distance was longer, and the driver's face changed drastically. He just wanted to scare Veron. , I didn't think about what it would be like to really hit Beilong.

But Bei Long didn't dodge, just stared at the panicked expression of the driver with a smile on his face, until the bumper of the car was very close to him, he kicked suddenly, with a "boom", that The Dongfeng Warrior, who was about to slide forward another two meters, came to an abrupt stop.

shit...

The driver slammed forward, but fortunately the seat belt held him back, otherwise he would definitely have kissed the windshield.

shit...

Beiron tightly closed his eyes and mouth to hold his breath. The result of his pretentiousness was that he was completely baptized by the dust and sand on his face, as if he had just emerged from the soil.

Seizing the time before the driver got off, Bei Long shook his hair and wiped his face, finally regaining some of his beautiful appearance.

The door opened, and the driver jumped down with a face full of crap. He was a little dazed. He walked around in front of the car and looked at the bumper that had been kicked deeply inward by Beron. The driver instantly Sober, is this a human?

The footsteps of "crackling" approached quickly, and a group of special soldiers with live ammunition rushed down from several Dongfeng warriors, and quickly surrounded Beilong. The black muzzles pointed at Beilong, all of them were cold-blooded and sturdy like killing machines.

The driver hurriedly waved his hand, and the special forces all pointed their guns down, but they still stared coldly at Beron, as if they were staring at class enemies.

Bei Long looked at the driver in the military uniform of a school officer. This is a major with two bars and one star, but he looks less than 30 years old, and he is obviously not a person who is promoted through the normal way.

But Beilong has no pressure on this. You must know that Beilong was in the Tiandao Camp back then, and he had already achieved two bars and one star at the age of 22. If he hadn't come out of the Tiandao Camp a few years ago, he should have at least one more star now Well, you must know that Tiandaoying is a place where promotions are based on military merits. It is simply a paradise for people like Bei Long.

Veron patted the dirt on his body casually, took out the cigarette case, took one in his mouth, and then handed the open cigarette case to the major.

The major was stunned for a while, and took a deep look at Beiron with a strange smile. Although his disheveled appearance should be very embarrassing, Beiron has a unique temperament, especially those moon smiling eyes, which make people wonder. Before he knew it, he ignored the others and sank into his charming warm masculinity.

Reciprocating, the major took out the lighter and helped Bei Long light it first, then lit the cigarette for himself, and after taking a deep breath, the major smiled and said, "You are the son-in-law of my second uncle's family, right? Let me introduce myself, your brother-in-law, Jiang Hanshan."

I knew it must be a member of the Jiang family, how could an ordinary soldier be so handsome, and beat the hero Ouba, the descendant of the moon...

Silently, Bei Long stretched out his hand to hold this cheap brother-in-law. Speaking of which, this was the first time he met his wife's relatives, but he didn't expect it to be under such circumstances.

The Jiang family is a family of generals, generations of males have joined the army, so there are many generals with deep roots in the military.For example, there are three second-generation brothers in the Jiang family, Jiang Yang, Jiang Hai, and Jiang He. Jiang Yang and Jiang Hai are both generals.

"Hi brother-in-law, goodbye brother-in-law!" Bei Long said with a smile.

Jiang Hanshan's face froze: "Brother-in-law, what do you mean?"

"Literally." Bei Long was still smiling, even knowing that Jiang Hanshan represented the Jiang family, he didn't back down at all.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Hanshan's voice gradually became colder: "Listen, don't think I don't know, Xiaoxue was kidnapped this time because of you!

"The family doesn't blame you. Since they chose you as their son-in-law, they have to bear the consequences. But after all, you are alone, and you are facing the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, one of the top ten mercenary groups in the world. Let me come to help you too!
"No other meaning, Xiaoxue is your wife, but she is also my younger sister, the daughter of our Jiang family! Our Jiang family will never allow anyone to hurt her!

"Anyone! No!"

"I know." Veron looked at him with a smile: "But I hope you go back, and leave this matter to me."

Jiang Hanshan stared at him coldly: "Give me a reason!"

Bei Long's smiling eyes of the moon gradually widened, and he regained his cold and sinister red phoenix eyes. At this moment, he showed his sharpness, like a sharp sword out of its sheath who is fighting for the front.

After every word, Bei Long said: "My own wife, I will save it myself!"

"Ha!" Jiang Hanshan sneered disapprovingly: "It means—you are alone?"

"I'm alone!" Bellon said firmly.

"...Very good!" The coldness on Jiang Hanshan's face gradually eased, and he stretched out his hands and clapped his hands "slapping".

"As expected of the son-in-law of our Jiang family!" Jiang Hanshan patted Bei Long's shoulder appreciatively: "He is a man with handles!"

"Should I say thank you at this time?" Bei Long shrugged. The title "Jiang's son-in-law" made him a little uncomfortable. Apart from Jiang Hanxue, he was actually the only one left in the Bei family.

"To be honest, if you accept our help, we won't look down on you, but we won't look forward to you as much as we do now." Jiang Hanshan punched Bei Long's chest: "You are still young, this Come back to the army after this incident, the army is the best place for you!"

"What are you expecting?" Bei Long looked at Jiang Hanshan strangely, as if there was something in his words.

Also, he seemed to believe in himself so much that he even talked about this matter first.Although I don't know why, Bei Long still feels very comfortable in his heart. There is nothing more fulfilling than being recognized, not to mention that it is his wife's family who recognize him.

"Looking forward... looking forward to the day when you will be strong enough, so strong that no one in this world will be able to take away your woman again!"

Jiang Hanshan's words obviously still had something to say, but he didn't say anything more, he gestured to the special forces waiting in full force, and turned around to get into his Dongfeng Warrior whose front was dented by kicks.

"By the way, how about another one for you?" Jiang Hanshan patted the thick door of Dongfeng Warrior, then pointed to Beilong's shabby taxi parked by the wall: "Your one, no."

"No need, I can do it." Bei Long smiled and waved to Jiang Hanshan: "Goodbye brother-in-law!"

"...Goodbye, brother-in-law!" Jiang Hanshan was also drunk. He obviously had a personal combat power that shocked China, but he was a tease.

Under Jiang Hanshan's order, Dongfeng warriors retreated one after another and left here, billowing smoke and dust.

Bei Long's tiger body was shaken, and a human-shaped gray mist was stirred up all over his body. After shaking a few times, the dust on his body was shaken off a lot. He returned to the taxi, leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette and staring at the door, waiting like this. He didn't know how long it took, maybe an hour, maybe two hours, maybe longer, he finally waited until Smeg drove a tattered Chang'an bread wobbly onto the dirt road.

This is a broken bread that was stolen on Smeg Road, with the words "Cars Going to the Countryside" on the rear of the car, which is quite suitable for such a dirt road environment.

Bei Long threw away the cigarette butt, turned around and got into the car, started the car and chased the dust raised by the Chang'an bread far away.

(End of this chapter)