[Soldier Assault] Doujin——Samsara

([-]) Old Black

For the sake of prudence, it is to hide temporarily.

And then, just as Xu Sanduo was dealt with, and just as he was thinking about how to shut Wu Zhe's talkative mouth, Chen Laohei came in with a dark face.

Yo, boxer, what brings you here?

After the last exercise, Chen Jin's nickname became the boxing champion for a while, and Yuan Lang quite agreed. He saw with his own eyes how powerful Chen Laohei's fists are. Ever since he went to see the little electronic soldier with the railway, Yuan Lang also had to admit that the old A's electronic squadron leader had the potential to be Tyson.

However, those who scream are comfortable, but those who listen are itchy with hatred.

What kind of wind are you talking about? Unhealthy wind!

Chen Jin was not kind, and the fox was as steady as Mount Tai. He immediately handed over a cigarette and said with an apologetic smile: Aren't you afraid that if you fight with the instructor again, it will affect the image of old A?

Besides, it seems to be your job to go back to the selection of grassroots troops this time!

Chen Jin knew that he would only suffer if he kept pestering him, so he simply said what he wanted: so, I came to borrow someone from you.

I said, your place is full of electronic elites, and you need to borrow people. My hoe is busy now, and I can't take care of his wives and concubines. How can I have time?

I said, fox, don’t get cheap and act like a good boy, let you take advantage of all the good things, your gun king——

That's enough, Yuan Lang couldn't hear these words the most, and immediately made a gesture to shut up, grabbed the phone on the desk and called, ordering Wu Zhe to report to his office immediately.

Satisfied now.

Glancing at Chen Jin, Yuan Lang was a little helpless. He had no choice. Last time, he owed Chen Laohei a big favor for becoming a talent. In front of many people in Brigade A, he scolded the electronic squadron leader who was also a lieutenant colonel. Like a grandson.

Although he made an apology afterwards, he still didn't calm down Chen Jin's anger. Therefore, Chen Laohei also came prepared, knowing that being a talent was Yuan Lang's weakness.

I said, Old Hei, you can borrow someone, but there is a condition——

Knowing that the fox's advantage is not so easy to take advantage of, Chen Jin snatched the cigarette from Yuan Lang's hand angrily, took out a lighter and lit it, and the whole room was smoked like a chimney.

It's okay not to mention the conditions, but as soon as the conditions were mentioned, Chen Jin remembered the matter of the gun king last time. The fox is notoriously unpredictable, but Chen Jin couldn't figure out the matter of becoming a talent last time.

The good scouts were selected by competition, Yuan Lang refuted fire at him after reading the list, and yelled at his broken voice in front of countless eyes, making him an imposing lieutenant colonel unable to get down from the stage, insisting on beating him back.

Later, he stubbornly insisted on asking this soldier to go abroad to compete, and Chen Jin was so angry that he slapped the table in front of the railway station on the spot.

The old team leader A also felt that Yuan Huli had gone too far this time, so he had to smooth things over, promising that no matter what conditions Chen Jin raised afterwards, Yuan Lang would have to agree, and he made a written statement.

Seeing Chen Laohei's distraught expression, Yuan Lang knew that what he said now would only add fuel to the flames, so he quickly explained: Don't be too busy getting angry!

It's a good thing, I'm not making up for the damage you suffered last time!As he spoke, he unconsciously began to laugh slyly. Chen Jin was originally angry, but when he saw this kind of laughter, he shivered suddenly, as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar on a hot day.

And then, when the fox's scheme was fully revealed, Chen Laohei felt that he really lacked talent in Person A, and couldn't help muttering in his heart: Hoe, hoe, although I, Chen Jin, have the nickname Lao Hei, it really doesn't deserve the name, you The boss is the real old black, but black with a black heart.

Chen Jin's expression became as if he was looking at a rare animal, carefully pondering every move of the fox, as if he wanted to see through someone's face, which made the fox feel embarrassed.

What to look at, don’t believe it, I said, are you scared by that little electronic soldier?

The fire that Chen Laohei had just extinguished was suddenly ignited, but fighting with his mouth has never been his forte. After holding back for a long time, he finally threw out a sentence: I said Yuan Lang, don't forget, this time the pumpkin selection, I am responsible.

Yuan Lang still had an expression of indifference, and the shifting position of his facial features was to tell Chen Laohei: I am very relieved.

Chen Jin's goal has been achieved, but it seems clear in his heart that he didn't take advantage of the fox, so he should retreat quickly!Just as he was about to go out, Wu Zhe shouted a report outside the door. Yuan Lang waved his hand, which meant——I left it to you, so why don't you bother me.

Chen Jin suppressed his anger, and the captain of the electronic squadron, who had always been fighting with Wu Zhe, couldn't help but growl when he saw Yuan Lang's precious hoe when he went out: From now on, you are completely under my control.

Inexplicably, Hoe bumped into Wohuo's Chen Laohei coming out of Yuan Lang's office, and after receiving this slap in the face, he immediately knew that he had helped the captain take the blame again.

In the office, Yuan Lang crossed his legs and watched Wu Zhe, who had entered without knowing it, being dragged away by Chen Laohei.