Even these special forces elites, who are among the top ten thousand in the western war zone, Zhang Xiaofan regarded them as if they were nothing and abandoned them as if they were shoes.

After that, they are called "garbage" one by one!

But now, at the time of one month, their instructors are still not at ease with them before they leave. They help them pave the way for them and prepare everything for them

And all this is selfless. Instructor Zhang is not a member of the western war zone. He refused the official position that General Wang wanted to confer and the rank of commander in chief of Raytheon special forces. "

"It can be said that from the beginning to the end, Zhang Xiaofan didn't want their western war zone to be one needle, one point, one percent.

Although instructor Zhang didn't covet anything in their western war zone, he left them such precious skills, spirit liquid and three edged spears.

Which one of these three things won't cause an uproar, and which one is not a rare treasure?!

Who can be merciless when people are not plants——

Zhang Xiaofan has done so much for them, considered so much and paid so much. How can they not dare to move for it

"Instructor --!"

"Instructor Zhang --!"

After the explanation, Zhang Xiaofan didn't say anything more. He just turned around, shook his hand and left the arena slowly.

Three edged sword, spirit liquid, dragon elephant Prajna skill

In the eyes of the members of Raytheon special forces, all these are precious treasures that can't be measured by money or official position. In Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, they are just the most ordinary things with no cards. They are not worth mentioning at all.

He is so spontaneous that he should have a good relationship and plant a good fruit for himself.

Zhang Xiaofan's heart is very clear that one day he will eventually leave the earth and go to other places, so he will continue to pursue his martial arts to prove his Taoist heart!

At that time, the good fortune I have made today will blossom and bear fruit

“....”

In the western war zone, Wang Zhenyuan's headquarters——

Zhang Xiaofan sips a cup of tea, which is Wang Zhenyuan's treasure. The 18 best Longjing in the front of the West Lake in Hangzhou are the special offerings from above.

Because Zhang Xiaofan is about to leave their western war zone. Moreover, according to Wang Zhenyuan's investigation——

Although his identity and background are inextricably related to the capital of Zhangjia, he actually lives in Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province.

Because of this, Wang Zhenyuan took out the 18 best West Lake Longjing, which he was not willing to drink, in order to practice for Zhang Xiaofan.

"The taste is OK, but it's not as good as some aura..."

To the West Lake Longjing, Zhang Xiaofan just shakes his head and smiles. He is a tea grower himself, and he grows yunhexian tea, a kind of tea from Penglai fairyland.

Therefore, even Wang Zhenyuan took out the best tea in his hand and even in the whole Chinese territory at this time——

But for Zhang Xiaofan, who is used to drinking yunhexian tea, the taste has long been very delicate. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is the best thing that can be desired or not. In the West Lake Longjing before Ming Dynasty, it is a bit like chewing wax in Zhang Xiaofan's mouth