Don't Play With the Goddess of War
Chapter 121: CAPTAIN THE SIZE OF A SMALL FINGER?
An Xia's mouth was straightened because of his reply, and he pulled back his left hand that was soaked by his body temperature, pressed his eyebrows, and asked, "How low is your level?"
It's so low that you don't even have the qualifications to carry a weapon!
Didn't Cheng Ming call his captain?
team leader?
Captain the size of a little finger?
Cheng Ming was the only member of the team?
Mu Chenyuan heard the helplessness in her tone, and did not know why, she was like this, which made her want to laugh a little.
He answered, "The highest rank among the warriors. Under normal circumstances, the gun would not be out of hand."
Xia Guo fighters were divided into twelve levels, and three levels were divided into limits, namely junior fighters, intermediate fighters, senior fighters, and special fighters.
The warlord also had a twelve-star rating, ranging from one star, and the highest one was twelve stars.
Xiahou Zhan will be a seven-star, and has been counted as a senior general in the Xia State War Department.
An Xia knew quite a bit about the classification of Xia Guo's war department. Hearing this, his face was a little strange, "Then why did your gun get out of your hand? Is someone wearing little shoes?"
That's right, Xia Guo called it "wearing small shoes" when he sneaked.
"You're more dangerous." Mu Chenyuan, who was in a relaxed mood, had a smile in his eyes at the moment, and the car behind him clenched tightly and did not see him.
It's dangerous, some are worried about taking the gun.
Such an answer caused An Xia to choke in her throat, and for a moment, she said: "I'm in danger? Where do you see that I'm in danger?"
One does not steal, two does not seize, three does not cause problems, four does not cause chaos, is he dangerous?
Clearly your Xia country is in danger, and the two of them only want his life.
An Xia became cold and unhappy.
Mu Chenyuan actually looked at An Xia again, as if he was looking at where he looked dangerous, and then answered him seriously.
After speaking, he looked to the co-pilot again.
In the passing light, An Xia's black eyes looked at her coldly, and she saw her heart pounding.
Did you say something wrong?
Shouldn't you be telling the truth?
An Xia gave a cold snort, "If I don't face this, will I still be able to live? Look back." glanced into the rearview mirror, "These people are just thinking about how to end me every day. Could it? do I just sit and wait for death? ?"
Women are not cruel and their status is unstable.
If he wasn't cruel, his life wouldn't be guaranteed.
"The handling is very clean and has a certain deterrent effect." This time, as smart as Mu Chenyuan modified his words, he did not directly tell the truth.
Moreover, he understood why General Xiahouyu was worried that he was saying the wrong thing.
Prisoners must be interrogated rigorously, without a doubt, but it takes a bit of precision to turn into An Xia.
After living for 25 years, ever since he made sense, he thought that someone else was taking care of him, and now that he had first changed his position, he still needed to learn to master this technical job.
An Xia's mood slightly improved, forget it, don't mind him.
Let's talk about the solution for the car in the back.
The two cars were racing fast, suddenly the sound of several motor sport cars roaring from the back, a group of young people racing until late at night.
The speed of a sports car is much faster than a small car.
"Huh. huh.... huh..."
Several sports cars darted past and disappeared in an instant.
An Xia's face gradually condensed. This is not the place to break the back door, it has to be changed.