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Chapter 749 Full of harvest

The murderous intent is about to emerge.

The excitement of Leng Feng and Li Jiujin, who had just gotten up, both felt a cold in their vests.

Although this murderous intent was not aimed at them, the intuition cultivated from the battlefield still made them feel the cold murderous intent, which shows the terror of the old man surnamed Han.

Leng Feng endured the pain from his sternum and stared at the old man's back. As long as he dared to attack Tang Dao, even if he was unable to defeat him, he had to rush forward.

Others don’t know it, but he, the one who has experienced it himself, knows the most. However, his legs seem to be faster than the other, but in fact they have no intention of hurting the enemy at all, and they just want to protect themselves.

From the time the old man wrapped his wrist with one hand around him, he knew that he could not win. The power of that hand was much greater than he thought. He even suspected that the old man let him kick it, just wanted him to use two more moves so that he would not be too embarrassed.

And the final collision took a lot of force, otherwise he would still be lying on the ground now.

The feeling of powerlessness that was completely suppressed by the opponent was never seen even when it was against Tang Dao. In other words, in Leng Feng's heart, the old man was actually a master who was two more terrifying than Tang Dao.

Li Jiujin couldn't help but touched his waist. When he treated such a "violent man", his two brushes could only be made into brushes, so he should use a gun to save it.

Niu Er kept holding a gun, but cold sweat couldn't help but flow down his forehead.

It's very simple. Although the old man turned his back to them, he could hit him with such a big target with his current shooting level without even aiming.

But Niu Er had an extremely strange illusion that he could shoot, but the old man might not die. This was the first time that the sharpshooter had the confidence to kill his opponent within a distance of less than ten meters.

Of course, more importantly, the old man was almost in a straight line with Tang Dao. Even if he really shot him, Niu Er could not guarantee that the bullet would not pass through the human body and hit Tang Dao opposite him.

The rifle dared not fire, let alone the MG34 machine gun in Heizi's hand. He was confident that a shuttle bullets would hit the terrible old man into pieces, but that would probably have to be with Tang Dao.

Faced with the old man who was about to rise, the four murderous officers on the battlefield were so nervous that they almost stopped breathing.

Four people faced one person, with rifles and machine guns, but they were nervous and did not seek action. If this scene was spread to the regiment, the cliff would be laughed to death.

But no one found it funny. The old man in front of him definitely has such strength.

Perhaps, only the initiator Tang Dao is calm.

No matter what the old man reacted, at least he knew that he seemed to have guessed correctly by chance. The old man surnamed Han must have a close relationship with his instructor.

"Forget it, I didn't expect that after many years, there are still people who remember the past and want me, Mr. Ma, who want me, Mr. Ma, who kills the Japanese. No matter how you do, you will be a hero who kills the Japanese. So what if I give you this head?" The old man stared at Tang Dao for a moment, and his face was full of sadness. "But before he died, Ma only asked Commander Tang to do not let Young Master Yue know that I was dead, so he said that I had something important to leave for the time being."

It was Tang Dao's turn to laugh and cry, "Why did I kill Uncle Han? I just asked if you know Ma Guangda. That was the person I mentioned to me by an old friend. He also has such boxing skills."

"You tried me for such a long time, just because of this?" The old man was stunned by Tang Dao's slutty operation.

Obviously, Tang Dao's careful planning to find such a secluded place was to let his subordinates test it. In the old man's world, it was more in line with the plot of seeking revenge, and more importantly, it was particularly in line with his personality.

If it weren't for evading his enemies, how could he be willing to hide his servant for so many years with such a high skill?

"What about that?" Tang Dao spread his hands, but he felt indescribable excitement.

Because, just now, the old man surnamed Han was about to break up, said, "Ma, does that mean that his original surname is Ma?"

If this is true, then he might be the ancestor of the instructor.

The instructor's ancestors are famous national martial arts masters in China. The famous "Baofeng Eight Knife" in the Northwest Army came from his grandfather.

The Northwest Army can fight on the Great Wall with a thousand to one thousand, killing the Japanese soldiers who are good at stabbing the heads everywhere with a big sword, which has a great connection with the "Breaking the Eight Swords" they practiced hard. If it were any other army, if it were established, they would definitely not be so wonderful.

For Tang Dao, after the Four-Levels Army formed an army, what caused him the most headache was probably not the equipment of the Four-Levels Army, but the hand-to-hand tactics of the officers and soldiers of the Four-Levels Army.

Although the Independent Battalion had several collisions with the Japanese army and did not suffer any losses, those who participated in hand-to-hand combat were mostly veterans who had lived on the battlefield for hundreds of battles. After rounds of elimination, the remaining ones were much higher than ordinary soldiers in both skills and willpower.

If the current Four Army Regiment's No. 2,000 men and the same number of Japanese troops had a hand-to-hand battle, most of them would lose. After all, strong men like Tang Dao, Lei Xiong and Leng Feng were a minority, and no matter how fierce they were, they would not determine the entire battlefield.

Tang Dao urgently needs to improve the overall individual fighting level of the Four Lines Group. Originally, Tang Dao could be the instructor, but as the leader of the group, he had more affairs in the whole group, so he had to have that time.

The old man with strong individual combat capabilities in front of him is the most suitable candidate. No matter how you say this relationship, you have to stay. At that moment, Tang Dao turned countless thoughts and made decisions in his mind.

"Please rest assured Uncle Han, today's thing is just that Tang Dao discovered that Uncle Han is a master. Because there are many secrets in the army, there are no hidden dangers." Tang Dao took a deep breath and explained.

He also waved his hands to the nervous people not far away, indicating that they didn't have to be nervous. Li Jiujin let go of his hand that was already on the gun handle, and the two special forces soldiers also breathed a sigh of relief and left the trigger.

"As the leader of the regiment, it is necessary to be vigilant. Ma thought too much." Seeing Tang Dao say this, the old man showed relief on his face. "But, Ma asked himself that he had never shown his skills. I wonder why Captain Tang suspected Ma?"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Haha, can Ms. Dong do business so big, and then put Yue Yiman and her son in danger so hasty? Uncle Han must be extraordinary, this is one of them." Tang Dao chuckled. "Second, I said this was what my intuition told me. Don't you know Uncle Han believes?"

The commander is here again! Li Jiujin looked at the sky speechlessly.

Whenever there is something that cannot be explained, such as the mobilization of the Japanese army and even the distribution of the Japanese army's troops, Tang Dao will be hit by Tang Dao, but Tang Dao always attributes it to his intuition.

It turns out that this thing is omnipotent! It is strange that the old man can believe it.

"I believe it!" the old man nodded. "My sixth sense also tells me that if it is a fighting field, you can't beat me, but if it is a battlefield, I will die at your hands."

Both of these two are mysterious and upright. Li Jiujin decided to take back the thoughts in his mind just now.

When can I win the old plan by betting on intuitive gambling? How beautiful it is to win the best.

"What is the relationship between your old friend and Quanda?" The old man brought back the topic.

"My elder brother and Ma Guangda met in the army and were as close as brothers. Even the Bajiquan techniques that Tang Dao learned came from him." Tang Dao said.

"No wonder you can tell the essence of my boxing. My nephew Guangda had me guidance when he was a teenager. He practiced my boxing skills and was still good. But he didn't expect that he died in the Great Wall four years ago, but my uncle was unable to avenge him. He always thought about it and it hurts in his heart!" The old man showed a hint of sadness on his face when he talked about the past.

"Are you the brother of Grandma Ma?" Tang Dao was surprised.

He never expected that he actually met this legendary man.

In terms of fame, the Grandma Ma mentioned by Tang Dao is famous throughout the country. He is proficient in Baji Pigeon, Liuhe Gun, Tang Dao Warfare, etc. and has made some innovations based on his predecessors, introducing the Tongbei boxing technique of the Central Plains to the northwest and forming his own family.

His brother is also a famous martial arts master. He once defeated hundreds of bandits with bare hands. The two brothers served as the chief instructor of the Northwest Army's hand-to-hand tactics and edited the "Temporary and Blade Tactics Tutorial".

His son Ma Guangda is good at sword skills and has served as the captain of the Northwest Army's pistol team for a long time. During the Great Wall War of Resistance, he served as the instructor of the 29th Army's Big Sword Team. He was only a heroic death in the Battle of Xifengkou.

However, Tang Dao's instructor once said that there was a Tai Bozu in their family who was the real number one master of the Ma family. He was obsessed with martial arts since he was a child. It was him who integrated the strong Bajiquan and Tai Chi, which is known for its softness, to form a new boxing technique.

However, because of an injustice, he killed a warlord's son and was chased by him using various relationships. He had to wander around the world in his prime and did not return until the end of the war, which made his family feel regretful.

Unexpectedly, Tang Dao actually met him here.

"If we talk about the achievements of spreading national skills, he can be regarded as the word "master", but this is much better than me." Hearing Tang Dao's respectful call of his brother, the old man showed a smile on his face.

However, the words are full of arrogance, which means that if you count as national martial arts, it is not considered a good thing.

However, with his skills at the moment, it can be said.

Although he said that if it was just a competition, Tang Dao was not his opponent, but if he fought life and death without any scruples, Tang Dao, who was proficient in various murderous skills, would have a high probability of laughing to the end. However, Tang Dao did not dare to assert that the masters of national martial arts he knew were all cruel and ruthless people. If they were fatal, they would be so easy to meet. They were not fancy decorations, and they would be the norm. It was just a normal thing to hold their eyes and grab their throats and hit their waists and eyes.

"That's the flood that washed away the Dragon King Temple, and almost all the family didn't know each other. My elder brother often heard Brother Guangda talk about you, saying that you are the number one master of their Ma family." Tang Dao laughed. "Anyway, you can't leave today, for Brother Guangda."

"I am guilty and the wanted order has not been withdrawn yet!" the old man smiled bitterly.

"You are Uncle Han, what does it have to do with the wanted order?" Tang Dao said.

Before the old man could speak, Tang Dao pointed to the distance, "Look, those guys from Shitou have come here, it seems that they have gained a lot. Let me show off my skills tonight and get some spicy rabbit meat. Please give me a drink of Uncle Han!"

In the distance, Shi Tou and Yue Yiman ran towards this side with a fat rabbit in their hands. Ximei followed behind with her short legs, Erya and Hammer followed closely behind.

Today is full of harvest.
Chapter completed!
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