Marvel Boss

Just a trace of the murderous intent he had just released made the veteran realize that if it weren't for the soldiers who had retired from the battlefield, who would have believed it?

As for whether he is a mercenary or a killer?

Liu Heng could tell whether he was a soldier from his sitting posture and walking steps.

Although he buried his head while eating, his sitting posture was still standard, as if he was an unyielding pillar.

When walking, the soles of his feet seemed to have taken root, firmly planted on the ground. Although his body was stooped, how could he not feel the unyielding nature in his bones?

"Comrade, I haven't asked you which army you belong to yet."

Liu Heng stood up and walked to the veteran's table with steady steps. He did not dislike him for being dirty and asked bluntly.

If you want to help the bad old man in front of you, you must find out which army he comes from, otherwise it will not be easy to deal with.

Although he could easily arrange for the bad old man in front of him, he did not want to help a veteran of unknown origin.

In response to Liu Heng's question, the dirty old man did not answer him. He still kept his head buried in his meal, as if he had not heard what he said.

"Comrade, I am from the Dark Dragon Special Forces. Which unit are you from?"

Seeing that the veteran ignored him, Liu Heng rolled his eyes and directly used the dark dragon as a shield and said.

The Dark Dragon Special Department, in the eyes of outsiders, is a special force. In the eyes of soldiers, it is not a special force, but a special department, the kind that holds the power of life and death.

Of course, we can't be like the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, who are unscrupulous and must prove everything.

When the word "dark dragon" came out of his mouth, Liu Heng clearly felt that the veteran who was eating buns in front of him trembled involuntarily, and then returned to normal.

If Liu Heng was not a mutant, he might not even be able to detect it.

"Girl, where is your toilet? Can you let me use it?"

Liu Heng coughed slightly and asked the landlady.

According to the analysis just now, the veterans in front of me are most likely from Dark Dragon, or peripheral members.

He had to ask his father-in-law to check the veteran's information so that he could help this lonely veteran.

"Uncle, please open the door, go straight for 20 meters and turn left. That is the toilet."

The landlady is the kind of person with a flexible mind, so she naturally recognizes the old man in front of her and is ready to help every bad old man who eats and drinks in her place, and kindly gives directions.

It's not that she dislikes the bad old man, but she is worried about the future of this bad old man.

I have been benevolent to him for 10 years and have feelings for a long time. Of course, this is family affection, not love. Please read carefully.

Now, the old man is about to have a home and support, and she is happy about this.

Why did she conclude that Liu Heng could help her half-father?

That was because he had just stood up by slamming the table, and the slightest hint of aura of being in a position of superiority had unintentionally leaked out, which made the landlady conclude that he must be some high-ranking official.

"Thanks, girl."

At this moment, Liu Heng was completely addicted to pretending to be an old man. After thanking the proprietress, he opened the door and strode towards the toilet.

He didn't feel the mutant aura on the veteran just now, and he dared to conclude that he should be a soldier.

If you don't stay away and call to check your identity, there is a 100% chance that this bad old man will hear you and hide.

According to his guess, the veteran should not have used his perverted abilities to do illegal things, otherwise how could he be so miserable?

"Dark Dragon is such a distant name."

After Mr. Liu Heng disappeared, the veteran who was eating steamed buns had nostalgia and memories flashing in his eyes, muttering silently to himself.