After listening to the translation, Medvechuk did not count as a matter of course, so he still made a quick arrangement with his teeth.

Lin Lingdong stretched out his hand, pulled open the side door of the tiger-style armor, and said to his people: "Get on the car."

Charles was the first to jump up, but Lin Lingdong felt something was wrong.

"Slow down."

He grabbed Charles and pulled him down again.

Charles deviated: "What are you doing?"

Lin Lingdong pulled the hem of his clothes and actually exposed a piece of earth-blue labor cloth?

"What are you wearing?"

When I opened it, I was drunk immediately.

This old bastard is wearing a black suit on the outside and a piece of earthy blue worker's clothes inside. The key is that it is dirty and has a greasy smell.

"What are you doing?"

Charles tightened his coat: "Didn't you say? Tell me to be low-key. I'm dressed as a worker. How about it? Is it low-key enough?"

Lin Lingdong was simply drunk: "Take it off."

Charles twisted his clothes and grabbed his clothes. He was traitorous inside. He would rather die than show off in this matter. When the sky fell, someone was holding on.

"I don't take it off, I'm comfortable wearing it."

"Can you take it off?"

“Don’t take it off.”

Lin Lingdong pointed: "Take it off for him, be careful not to get the coat dirty."

Koira stretched out her hand and slashed her. The three of them pulled him off. Charles whined: "No, you can't do this, I'm a gentleman..."

Lin Lingdong: "You still have a gentleman's face? Put it in."

Lin Lingdong is really not angry, you bastard.

"Go and take his hat and cane."

Koilala ran away, and Anil asked, "What's wrong with the boss?"

Lin Lingdong slammed the door and got into the car: "I have changed my policy. Now I don't need to be low-key now. Come on. Get his hair so that I can see what it looks like."

Looking back, I found that Medevichuk was not moving.

"Driving, why are you standing there?"

Medvechuk reluctantly inserted the key and held the steering wheel: "What are you going to do? This is daytime. Don't mess around. I can't protect you if it's a big deal. Even I will follow you."

Lin Lingdong glanced at him: "Why, are you scared?"

Medvechuk: "It's not fear, it's rationality."

As soon as he entered the state of preparation, Lin Lingdong seemed to have changed his personal experience. He was the most efficient and decisive: "Don't talk nonsense, talk about your concerns, what are you afraid of?"

Medvechuk cursed in Russian: "I will go to the military court."

Lin Lingdong smiled and said, "Is it very serious? Is it enough to buy your life for 1 million yuan? Not to mention going to jail, even if you go to the execution ground, I can bring you back."

Medvechuk was stunned for a long time: "This..., this is what you said."

Lin Lingdong: "I said it. What are you worried about with me? If you can't keep someone, what's your commander's name?"

Medvechuk: "What are you asking about this?"

Lin Lingdong: "Can he settle 1 million, can he settle it?"

But Medvichuck's expression flashed, his tongue was pressing on his lips. 1 million? If he could give the commander 1 million, it would be a good thing if he had a big deal.

This is not a small amount.

Maybe it's time to upgrade again.

Should I make trouble and make a big deal?

But in a flash, he came back to his taste, but he was shocked and sweated in his back.

If you give someone 1 million, then your 500,000 will be ruined? So what if you upgrade to another level? No, you can't get promoted. His position has reached its peak. Sooner or later, he will have to fight. The faster he rises, the faster he dies.

Thoughts turned, Lin Lingdong's eyes had turned.

The gaze seemed to penetrate the mind.

Lin Lingdong: "What are you thinking?"

Medvechuk was shocked and returned: "No, I think your thoughts are too dangerous. I am leading the army and I always feel something is going to happen."

"What can happen?" Lin Lingdong was disdainful in his nostrils: "Just a few small fish, just tactfully get out of here. Do you know who I am? To make me angry, it's not a question of whether I'm not rich or not. I can throw another 10 million yuan, a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps, why should I fight with me?"

After speaking, all Cantonese dialects came out.

"Experts, fight with me? A group of people should be killed, and they can't even find the grave."

"I'm going to make a reservation for this batch of ships."

"drive."

After the translation, Medvechuk's blood was boiling. What kind of financial resources is this?

He suddenly unscrewed the electric door lock and the accelerator roared.

"Okay, what a big boss, I, Medway, have never been convinced by anyone, but today... I did it with you, remember what you said, remember the promise you made, as long as you let me shoot, I will never talk nonsense."

Behind them Isabel, Charles, Anil, Uday, and Koilala were also shining in their eyes and surging with heat in their chests.

Vitality is an invisible existence.

It cannot be seen or touched, but it affects the people around you all the time.

Medvechuk stretched out his head and was about to shout with a mighty shout to advance the whole army. As soon as his head was stretched out, he uttered a chubby and bumped into a soldier's head.

"I'm sorry, battalion commander." The soldier covered his mouth, his teeth bleeded.

However, Medvechuk was very angry, and a hole was knocked out on his forehead, oozing blood.

Another soldier, the driver of Medvechuk, came over, held his stomach, and looked inside the car: "The battalion commander hasn't eaten yet. Brothers are hungry. Let's go back to the barracks. I can't stand it anymore..."

Medvechuk was so angry that he opened the car door, scolded him angrily, and punched and kicked several soldiers: "I'm embarrassed, will you starve to death? I won't kill you when I go back."

Madway was really a fight, and several soldiers didn't dare to fight back. They were all thick-skinned and thick-skinned. They fell to the ground after kicking and holding their stomachs.

The driver cried out: "I'm really hungry and I can't stand it if I don't have a meal anymore. If I get busy, I won't have the chance to eat."

Lin Lingdong and others were stunned.

Why did the fight start?

???

Medvechuk's energy returns, but he has to consider it.

All the food was supplied in a fixed amount. After leaving the military camp, he had no place to eat. He wanted face. He knew that Lin Lingdong had food, but he was embarrassed to speak.

I haven't eaten it since last night.

He came over and smiled awkwardly. His face was really disgraceful: "I'm going to delay for a while. I have to let someone go back for a meal."

Another bitter face.

"Out of the military camp, even I can't help it. I haven't eaten two meals."

After the translation...

Lin Lingdong:(⊙_⊙)!!!

Wu Yangyang all leaned over and looked at him in a slump.

I didn't sleep well and couldn't eat enough.

It's a sin!

But what to do?

There were thirty or forty people, and just getting some food in their boxes was not enough to get between their teeth.

Lin Lingdong looked at the watch: "Time cannot be delayed, how about buying it?"

Medvechuk spread his hands and swallowed himself: "Where to buy it? This damn place, even if a grasshopper falls down, it can be eaten by someone. I have no choice but to go back to the barracks."
Chapter completed!