Anyone must receive correct concept education, tradition, morality, culture and other series of things that are invisible and intangible, but are definitely the most basic general rule for shaping a person. Just like a small tree, if you do not prune branches and leaves in time, it will inevitably be impossible to grow straight. People in any social group must have the outlook on life and values ​​of which social group.

A child who lets nothing be better than a child who has been disciplined. Xiao Zhan is definitely not a worry-free child. If he does not have the correct guidance and education, it will be a matter of time before he goes astray and enters a dead end. Perhaps he will correct himself when he grows up, but what are the mistakes he made to make up for? Xiao Zhan is not Xiao Yuanchao now, nor is he a baby. When the head of state plan is launched, he is already a member of this country.

The baby who slapped Xiao Zhan twice walked out and ran to a place where no one was crying. She felt very distressed and wished that the two slaps were hitting her. But what could I do if I felt distressed? If I didn't stop at this time and let Xiao Zhan's naive mind and innocent and paranoid thoughts come, I would make a big mistake. Not only would Xiao Hongjun not be able to save him, but the soldiers here would also be buried with him!

"I just realized that your mother would transform?" Xiao Yuanchao deliberately showed his horrified eyes, looked around and said to his son in a low voice: "Your mother snatched my snacks and hit me, how good do you think your mother is? Son, tell me the truth, your mother is just a tigress. When you were young, your mother raised a tiger and let the tiger bite me every day!"

With deep affection, Xiao Zhan was stunned and forgot to cry.

"Did the tiger bit you?" Xiao Zhan stared at his tearful eyes, his little body shrank towards Xiao Yuanchao's body, and asked nervously: "Mom is actually raising a tiger? Dad, mom is so terrible, how dare you play with her?"

"I was forced, alas..." Xiao Yuanchao sighed helplessly: "Your mother beat me and scolded me back then, and she never gave me a good face. At that time, he was the commander of the Cat Legion. There were many people and many people, and I was... Alas, I was forced to play with your mother, and I... Actually, my father loves you the most and never transforms, right?"

Xiao Zhan nodded vigorously: "Dad is the best, mom is a tigress. I don't like mom anymore, I only like dad."

Xiao Yuanchao was happy and nodded with satisfaction.

When Baby Du came back from outside, she keenly felt that her son's eyes had changed when he looked at him. It turned out that he was happy and happy, but when he looked at himself, he looked like he saw a big tiger, full of vigilance and fear.

"What's wrong?" Du Baobaby asked with a frown.

Unfortunately, no one answered her. The young man and the young man were waiting for her with his eyes open, and no one spoke...

Under Kangba's feet.

a strode towards Zhukov's campsite, moving forward, mechanical and powerful. He will never choose a different way, it will be the simplest and most direct.

"Stop!" A rough voice rang out.

Two Zhukov's training camp killing machines jumped out of the tree, clamping a between left and right, blocking his way. They are sentries here, killing anyone who breaks in without authorization.

a did not stop, he would not stop because of the scolding of the two weak people. Because the other party was not worthy, he was not worthy at all.

Seeing A's look of no one, two killing machines rushed towards him immediately. They attacked A with fists that he had killed countless opponents.

"call!"

"call!"

The sudden sound of breaking the wind suddenly rang out, and the powerful killing machine waved its iron fist, instantly exerting its strength and speed to the extreme. Their fists were like meteors outside the sky burning through the Earth's atmosphere, filled with arrogant and violent power.

Kill people when they take action, this is the killing machine in Zhukov's training camp. The training they receive, the concepts they know, and the various cruel survival struggles they have experienced, all run through the high awareness of killing people when they take action. Because in the ring, ineffective attacks will consume their physical strength and energy. In order to kill their opponents in the shortest time, they either do not take action, and as long as they take action, they must complete the killing or severe damage.

In fact, in the international black market boxing, almost half of the opponents can be kodied in a few seconds. They don’t need rules. They don’t need to be good at the game, they just need to kill their opponents. The biggest performance nature is how to kill people, and to please countless spectators by killing their opponents.

A still did not stop after being attacked. When the fists of the two murder machines were about to complete contact with him, his hands took out two golden desert eagles like lightning, slanted their muzzle and pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The 12.7mm large-mouth pistol bullet came out of the chamber and hit the two killing machines hard, directly knocking their bodies backwards and lying heavily on the ground.

Just, straightforward, without any delay.

The chests of the two murder machines were exploded by large-caliber bullets. The cavity effect caused by the projectile entering the body directly shattered their hearts, and then drilled out of the back center, forming an open gunshot wound of the two bowls in the front and back. They died instantly, without even convulsions.

"Cool!" a cool spit out this word, inserted the gun with both hands, took out his sunglasses and put it on.

He would not use his fists to hit others. Although the shocking power of death caused by fists and feet is greater, the use of guns is obviously more time-saving. The Golden Desert Eagle, which was converted into rifle shooting, can definitely bring the meaning of the word "cool" to the extreme.

The gunshots alarmed the entire camp, and two support gun teams immediately rushed towards the place.

a stopped, took out a cigar from his arms slowly, and took it as if Xiao Yuanchao was like, then lit it and took a deep breath, showing an arrogant and domineering look.

He learned it vividly and seemed to have obtained the true teachings of Xiao Yuanchao. This guy was influenced by Xiao Yuanchao too deeply. This method of pretending to be cool was almost learned from Xiao Yuanchao silently.

Two grenades appeared in A's hand, and after pulling out the insurance, they casually gave it to the two teams running towards each other.

"cool!"

A screamed cool again, then held a cigar in his right hand, and ran toward a big tree like a frightened rabbit. He used the fastest speed to shovel the soft grass in the shortest time, so that half of his calves could reach the soil. At the same time, he grabbed the soil with both hands and spread it upwards.

"Boom! Boom!"

The explosion of the grenade suddenly sounded, and a fear that could make any creature despair came in an instant - the yellow and white waxy lines in the sky, accompanied by the strong smell of garlic, splashed around in the way the goddess scattered flowers!

White phosphorus bomb!
Chapter completed!