"Who are you?"

Looking at the figure that appeared in front of him, Major General Srifan felt a little unreal.

Because the latter's black robe doesn't seem to be the type that is common in real life.

Especially the black Tang sword in her arms brought a mysterious oriental atmosphere.

However, such a man in a black robe is a beautiful girl.

Sun Temple, Military Advisor!

Few women can integrate the two characteristics with exquisite face and cold temperament, but they have achieved the ultimate goal in military advisors.

"I am from Chinese and Su Rui's friend." said the military advisor.

When she said this, she glanced at Sri, and there seemed to be murderous aura in her calm eyes.

"I am the Major General of the US Army. If you dare to do something to me, you'd better think clearly, because this is the US..." Srivan said.

However, his bruised nose and swollen face did not feel much domineering when he said, and the military advisor's aura really suppressed him tightly.

"I think I need to give a serious self-introduction." The military advisor looked at Srivan and said, "I come from the Temple of the Sun."

"The garbage from the dark world?" Srivan roared.

"I'm pretty sure if you talk to me like this, you might be dead."

The military advisor said calmly, and the black Tang sword slashed heavily on Seriban's belly!

Use the most indifferent tone and do the most ruthless moves!

The latter staggered back several steps, then covered his lower abdomen with both hands and squatted on the ground.

At this time, Srifan felt that his internal organs seemed to be beginning to turn over! His stomach was full of colic!

"So what if you are the king of the dark world... You are dead if you dare to attack a senior American general!" Srifan gritted his teeth, and hatred surged in his eyes.

"Is that?" The military advisor's eyes slightly cold: "Since you have said such threatening words, why do I have to save your life?"

After saying that, the military advisor pulled the Tang sword out of the scabbard, and then the sharp blade directly pressed against Serifan's neck!

The latter suddenly felt that he was locked by a strong murderous intent! The cold feeling began to spread along his neck to his body!

Srivan had been on the battlefield and killed the enemy, but now he had goose bumps all over his body! That extremely dangerous feeling came from his heart, making him feel like he fell into an ice cellar!

At this moment, Srifan was very sure that the beautiful girl in front of him must have killed more people than him!

Otherwise, how could the latter develop this temperament? This is absolutely impossible to pretend!

"Srifan, you seriously hurt his feelings today, do you know?" said the military advisor, and the sharp blade had cut Srifan's skin.

A clear pain finally made Srifan realize that he was wandering on the brink of death now, and if he was not careful, he might completely die! Since this beautiful girl dared to come to find her, it means that she must be fearless!

Srifan is actually a person who can walk sideways in the United States, but he did not expect that he would kick so many iron plates in the same day.

It would be fine if he could not beat Su Rui himself, but why can’t he even beat a beautiful girl now?

"I don't want to see him unhappy over the years, but you touched his reverse scale." The military advisor's voice was extremely cold

, she said: "That failure of the Flame Brigade was a pain he would never want to raise again in his lifetime, but it became the dagger you stabbed him."

When she said this, the military advisor didn't seem to have many expressions, but there was a hint of heartache in her eyes.

She would not let anyone offend him.

She will always be by his side, just as he once knelt down to Dr. Aikens for her.

Srifan did not have the slightest awareness of apology. He stared at the military advisor and said stubbornly: "But, what I said is the truth! Su Rui is just a coward who dares not face failure!"

However, before he could finish his voice, he felt his body rise in the air without control, and his back hit the ceiling heavily, and then fell down.

At this moment, Srifan felt that his back bone seemed to be broken, and his entire back seemed to be cracking!

"You may really think I dare not kill you." The military advisor said coldly.

At this moment, Srivan wrote.

"In my opinion, this matter ends here." The military advisor looked at Srivan condescendingly, with the tip of the knife pressing against the other party's neck: "If you dare to have a next time, or continue to plot against Apollo, then I will send you [.] into hell."

Military advisors rarely speak like this in the past, especially the murderous look, which rarely appears on her.

Whenever she starts to use a similar tone, it means she really feels sorry for Su Rui.

Only for the man who has been with me silently for many years can the military advisor say such cruel and direct words!

"Don't make any small moves, next I will stare at you." The military advisor's voice was extremely cold.

Srifan lay on the ground for a long time before looking up. The private room was empty.

He stood up from the ground with difficulty, trying to curse angrily, but found that he could not even raise his anger at all, and his whole body was filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.

He could not understand Su Rui or the military advisor's background at all, but the other party could easily play with him in his palms.

No matter how much unwilling you are, it is useless.

Srifan knew that if he tried to take revenge, he might be abandoned by Mi** and completely became a victim.

He vaguely smelled some risks that could not be described in words, and it seemed that a huge crisis had already arrived.

Looking out the window, Seriban was unprecedentedly confused.

Originally a hawkish major general, but now he is extremely cowardly.

Sriban realized that he could not become a chess piece that helped him clear the obstacles for Fayette's illusory promise. All the pieces had only one end, that is, to be abandoned.

Fortunately, even though Srivan is a little stubborn, he is not the kind of person who is easily overwhelmed by hatred and anger.

After thinking for a long time, Srifan found his cell phone in the corner and called Wilson.

"General, I want to take a week's leave."

The other end of the phone was silent, and then Wilson said: "Srifan, I hope I didn't hurt you just now, and I hope today's things won't bring you too much frustration."

Wilson's words were indeed serious. It was difficult for him to speak to this point. In fact, after this conflict, the pressure he could bear on General Perrons was probably greater than he imagined.

Now Sriban needs to give himself a blank period and carefully sort out the whole story of this matter. He always vaguely feels that there seems to be something hidden behind this conflict, but Sriban can't explain it clearly for a while.

After all, how can people in the game see clearly the direction of the overall situation?

If you want to see the overall situation, you have to jump out of the chess game.

"Thank you, General, I was injured and it is indeed not suitable to appear in public." Srivan said, and his tone seemed to become more serious: "General, I hope that after this incident, we can all land safely."

Landing safely.

This sentence is indeed a bit meaningful.

"Srifan, I'm really happy that you can think like this." Wilson said: "Good luck, the future commander-in-chief of the Navy."

The future commander-in-chief of the Navy?

If it were in the past, I would probably be happy to hear Wilson drew such a big cake for himself, but this time, he did not have any sense of pride or yearning, but instead felt ridiculed in his heart.

After all, Srivan did not tell the story of what he had just met with the military advisor.

There were more considerations in his mind.

In fact, Sriban had another idea in his mind, that is... If this matter ended safely, he would resign as the general manager of the Navy SEALs.

Although high positions and weight are important, the corresponding risks brought about by every step up also increase in geometric growth.

Srifan asked his confidant to bring him masks and sunglasses, covering up his bruised nose and swollen face, and then left immediately.

When he returned home, he did not take the bus, but chose to walk.

When passing through a black area, several strong black men saw that Srivan had only one person, so they came up to surround him and wanted to rob him on the spot. However, they didn't know that these guys were really hitting the gun.

The major general of the Navy SEALs was worried about having nowhere to vent his emotions. Even if he was injured and had a crack in his back bone, he was also a top player. It was naturally no problem to deal with these black people who robbed.

A minute later, the black men were all twisted their arms and ankles and lay on the ground and hummed.

"A bunch of trash!"

Sriban's anger had not subsided yet, so he kicked dozens of more, breaking all the ribs of these black men.

Srifan was panting and was about to leave, but at this moment, applause suddenly sounded behind him.

Pa! Pa! Pa! Pa!

Srifan immediately turned his head and looked back vigilantly.

As a result, he saw a man wearing a samba national football uniform walking from the depths of the block, clapping while walking.

And at his feet, he was playing a football. This movement was very skillful and had the temperament of a professional athlete.

"Who are you?" Srifan asked with a frown. He was not sure what the other party was about, but he instinctively felt a sense of danger.

"I'll introduce myself. My name is Carlover, from Lemoria." said the man in a samba uniform, and then he glanced at Srivan: "Mr. Major General, let's make friends."

After saying this, the man named Carlover suddenly kicked his feet and slapped heavily in the middle of the football. Then, the football flew directly towards Srivan like a cannonball!
Chapter completed!