"Ross, I ****, you ****..."

A series of curses popped out of Donny's mouth, and he kept scolding for five minutes. Even from a distance, Ross could feel the resentment soaring into the sky.

"Haha, very good, are you resentful? Are you dissatisfied? Are you disappointed with the world?" When Donny was breathing, Ross happily said meaningful words under the gaze of a group of staff with strange expressions.

When did the majestic General Ross have such a good temper?

"I***..." Donnie continued to curse, thirsty in the middle of the process, and came to a bottle of drink from the shop next to him, and then scolded him after drinking it.

Ross was still smiling at first. It was good to have resentment and anger. After all, he was young. Even though he was extremely capable, he was just a strong guy. He could bring him to his camp with a little guidance. Ross waited patiently. He had to wait for Donnie to scold him and persuade him when he was tired, and turned the young man's eyes to other directions.

Gradually, he couldn't laugh anymore because Donnie kept scolding. In just a while, his family's genealogy was scolded all over. The old general was a little embarrassed and couldn't hold it.

"Donny, think about it carefully, Hulk caused all this..."

"Ross, I'm your ancestor."

"Donny, now I'm the only one who can help you!"

"Ross, I'm your whole family."

"Donny..."

"Ross, I'm your daughter, I'm going to put a cuckold on Hulk," said Donny.

Anyway, Hulk is already green enough, so what does it matter if it is a little greener?

Ross's face turned completely gloomy, and a surging anger brewed in his heart. His majestic face turned blood red, and blue veins burst out on his neck. He worked all the way to the general. Not that no one had humiliated him for decades, but no one had ever used this kind of scolding of a gangster in the market. Everyone was intrigue and stolen, and it was a battle of power and conspiracy. Where was there such a thing as Donnie?

Ross' patience was exhausted bit by bit, replaced by huge anger and malice. Donny successfully aroused the veteran's anger with the most basic, most common and most popular trash words. He snorted coldly. These superhumans thought that they were arrogant after mastering the power that came in. None of them was a good thing!

But the last sentence really made him ponder for a moment - it seemed like a good idea - no, oh, what a ghost idea, how could I bow to the superhuman?

Many soldiers and staff on the other side were confused. They put down their things and hugged their knees and listened quietly to Donnie's national scolding. While looking at Ross, they looked at Donnie, their eyes became more and more weird and something was getting worse.

For some reason, General Ros, who is highly valued, was scolded like a grandson, and felt inexplicably... refreshing?

"Ross, where is your daughter? I decided that I want to sleep with her! Following Hulk has no future, following me is the king." Donny cursed, and finally changed his tone, and he was shameless to ask for her daughter's geographical location.

That tone was as normal as a discussion about what to eat tonight.

Ross turned off the instrument with a gloomy face, and at the same time smashed the button to close the screen, sitting in the main seat without saying a word. He could see that Donny was a stick. Even if this guy made a great record in Gotham City and integrated the gangster, it would not change the essence of his stick.

The other people did not dare to approach, and General Ross, who was furious, might roar them. However, they looked at each other and seemed to see the excitement and excitement in each other's eyes. A few people who were unhappy with Ross were extremely happy.

Ross is serious and harsh, which makes many people feel dissatisfied in private.

He sat there with a frown tightly, with his back facing everyone, naturally not knowing their secret communication. He pondered for a long time, his face kept changing, and his weather was uncertain. Occasionally, the personnel who operated the instruments were frightened. Could this famous hawkish general be about to kill Donny?

It’s really hard to say that Ross is a well-known hardliner and iron-blooded faction within the military. He and Stryker are the most famous ruthless people, responsible for different super soldiers’ planning directions respectively.

Ross touched his beard, as if he had made a difficult decision, and slowly turned around, hesitating, hesitating, he called his adjutant and asked tentatively: "Where is Betty now?"

"Ah?" The adjutant was stunned on the spot.

...

More than a dozen soldiers looked at Donnie with admiration. They were in a closed military camp for a long time and did not understand Donnie's situation. Naturally, they did not recognize this superpower who was in the limelight recently. They only heard a little while chatting with each other. Ross said "Donnie" at once, which naturally made them realize it and sweated coldly. It turned out that the powerful man in front of him was a mechanic.

Mechanic Downey, the New York Police Department and the local military ranks among the top high-risk personnel.

In private, there is a saying that goes quietly: Whoever starts a war with Downey in a high-tech city is just a brain disease.

A person who dares to scold Rose has no temper is indeed extraordinary.

"Hey, where is that old dog, Ross? I was so scolded that he died suddenly? A general, with such a little bit of scheming, obviously died prematurely." Donnie patted the intercom with no sound, sneered, completely ignoring the fact that Ross was over fifty years old.

It is said that premature death means premature death. At worst, Donny can find a chance to kill Rose.

A lizard man who smelled the smell came over from afar to eat. He thought there was a lot of food here. Seeing these dozen strong people, he couldn't help but drool, but the next second he was held down by the contemplative Donny, sitting on him, and falling into deeper contemplation.

The lizardman screamed and struggled violently. Donny simply pressed his neck and pressed his head tightly to the ground.

"This person can recover, just take it back and get the medicine injected..." A young soldier couldn't stand it and whispered.

"Recover? Are you sure?" Donny smiled disdainfully. If the live genetically mutated species, the military animal would not be dragged back for the anatomy experiment, Donny would write his name backwards.

"It is obvious that using spray drugs can help the lizardmen recover within a few minutes, why do you soldiers just use anesthesia guns and stun guns to capture them? Wouldn't it be better to switch to antidote bullets to attack on the spot?" Donnie said coldly.

The morale of the soldiers was stagnant at that time. It was not that no one thought that they were just unwilling to think in this direction, especially the sergeant, who even guessed and knew why the superiors asked them to capture them alive.

If you catch it, there is almost no possibility of putting it back. They are all lizard men. Who can tell which one is their former family and friends? The military insists that your family and friends are killed and eaten by the lizard men. What can you do?
Chapter completed!