Myocardial contusion, endocardial hemorrhage, arrhythmia, ventricular fibrillation, and preliminary judgment of serious injury? Suk felt that after hearing the Arabian Nights, his overlord elbow had obviously changed into a whip hand, and it was still on the back. How could you hurt your heart?

Did I practice beating old cattle across the mountain?

In fact, not only Suk thinks it's incredible, but also Deng Xiaotian, Wan Kunwu and even Wan Qihong think it's impossible. Ning Zhiyuan is the main guard of the basketball team of the military region. He is 1.9 meters tall, with big arms and round waists, and is absolutely capable of fighting.

If you look at Suk, who is 1.76 meters, weak, typical of high school students, he looks pretty and has no muscle. How can he beat Ning Zhiyuan like this?

No wonder Ning Guoqing is so furious now. If it wasn't for his left leg prosthesis, I'm afraid he would be really furious. Deng Xiaotian also reflected why the old man came directly with a picket. If there were some small conflicts and frictions, it would not be so. [

Deng Xiaotian believes that the picket company commander is telling the truth, but he is not sure whether Suk must be the culprit. If it is true that this is the case and it is judged as serious injury, Suk will not face a little punishment.

"It's better to be lame than to sit down and have a rest first!" Seeing that Nanfeng's reckless action was stopped, Deng Xiaotian turned to Ning Guoqing and shot down the retreating military officers in front of the picket team. If it really happened, he was afraid that he could not protect the girl.

"Sit what? My grandson is still lying on his bed, and the murderer of the active officer is in front of me. Can I sit down? " The more Ning Guoqing said, the more excited he was. He was old and easily tired. After a while, he was already out of breath.

"I promise with the honor of my soldier that major Ning was really wounded after a dispute with Suk!" When Li Da saw Ning Guoqing's eyes, he took a deep breath and said very seriously.

"The fact is very clear. If you have any doubts about Deng Xiaotian, you will naturally get an answer when the picket team goes to investigate it clearly."

"Don't you go up and take the people away yet!" Ning Guoqing once again pulled a lion roar.

"Yes Chen Guolin, the captain of the picket lieutenant, almost became the air. He watched the two men who were in the same position fight with each other. He was shocked by Ning Guoqing's thunder. He took another step, but he didn't move quickly. The water here was too deep, so he had to be careful.

"Wait!" Deng Xiaotian raised his hand again to stop the action of the picket, and slowly said: "I have now decided to incorporate Suk into the sixth national security office, and the application submitted will be sent to the office of the CMC soon. Suk's behavior is responsible to me, and I will bear all the behavior, and I will report directly to the chairman!"

Deng Xiaotian's voice was not big, but all the words were heard on the ground. The second lieutenant was immediately surprised. Although he had guessed that Deng Xiaotian was not an ordinary person for a long time, he did not think that what he was sitting in front of was the most mysterious force of the country --- the handle of the Chinese dragon soul, which was directly responsible to the chairman of the Military Commission, that is, the president of the country!