Brothers have more than 100 million points, you say my big brother in society?

Chapter 117 Pack up the hair, Ma San strikes!!

Next, Ma San and Debiao reported to Wu Xi in detail the situation in the triangle area.

Until the evening, Wu Xi walked out of the small building.

At this time, the outside has fallen into a sea of joy.

A bonfire full of mountains with a variety of delicious foods grilled on it.

Tens of thousands of brothers sat around the campfire eating meat, drinking in large bowls, and accompanied by women.

What a picture of prosperity.

Wu Xi was taken to the best position, his own bonfire, and a group of leaders of the Iron-blooded Legion were waiting nearby.

Although all the brothers were equal in Wu Xi’s heart, they also divided the big and small kings at this time.

The leadership is naturally closer to the bonfire of the most beloved big brother, and ordinary brothers can only watch with envy from afar.

Society will be divided into strata, this is the law of natural development, no one can change

Surprisingly, the old Maozi who were responsible for missile maintenance also came to the banquet

Because the brothers uphold the traditional virtues of respect for guests in China, their position is still relatively close to Wu Xi.

Maozi good wine is always known, this group of Maozi obviously drank big.

One by one, there were 25 loud noises, not paying any attention to the brothers of the nearby Iron Blood Legion.

The nearby brothers frowned, looking at the group of hairy people fiercely.

Dare to be so presumptuous in front of their most beloved big brother.

If it weren’t for the fact that they were guests, some brothers would have been unable to hold back their hands.

Wu Xi and Ekaterina have been getting along for more than a month, and they know a little Maozi language.

I vaguely understood that the Maozi had dirty words in their words, and women were involved.

Wu Xi looked at the women beside his brothers, and then looked at Maozi who was lonely and jealous, and immediately understood what was going on.

The two most beautiful women knelt beside Wu Xi, one fed the roast meat to Wu Xi’s mouth, and the other poured wine.

Wu Xi ate a bite of roast beef fed by the beauty, and then raised a few cups to the brothers, “Respect brothers.” ”

The surrounding brothers were flattered and all raised their glasses.

“Dear big brother!”

“Dear big brother!”

“Dear big brother!”

The atmosphere was very nice, with indigenous girls singing and dancing around the bonfire.

Wu Xi, who had drunk a cup, looked at Maozi not far away and asked.

“Who called this group over?”

All the brothers set their sights on Lovsky, one of the thirteen top talents.

Lovsky walked to Wu Xi’s side and explained in a low voice.

“Big brother, invite them over for a drink so that we have the opportunity to get close to the missile and crack the missile launch procedure faster.”

Wu Xi nodded and signaled that he understood.

Although he understood what was going on, Wu Xi looked at Maozi who was acting recklessly not far away, and his heart became angry.

“Go, invite them all.”

Lovsky nodded respectfully, then walked over and whispered to the hairy people and brought them over.

Although the Maozi who drank were still respectful to Wu Xi on the surface, the disdain in their eyes from time to time showed their true thoughts.

Maozi at the head handled a half-baked Chinese.

“Chief, do you have anything to do with us?”

Wu Xi said politely with a smile on his face.

“Are you guests from afar still accustomed to staying with us?”

Lao Tzu nodded casually in response.

“It’s okay, barely adaptable.”

After a simple and polite manner, Wu Xi went straight to the point.

“I have long heard that the people of Maozi are all fighting peoples, and I just had the opportunity to see it today.”

“I wonder if the guests are willing to appreciate their faces and have a discussion with my brother?”

Mao Zi, who was the leader of the Chinese, let out a sneer and looked at the brothers around Wu Xi.

“Chief, with all due respect, these subordinates of yours are too weak, I am afraid that the strong warriors of Mao Ziguo will hurt them, and it will not be good if it affects our relations.”

As soon as these words came out, all the surrounding brothers stood up and glared at the Maozi people.

Just wait for Wu Xi’s order, all the brothers will attack this group of arrogant old Maozi, and in the face of this scene, Maozi are calm and fearless.

In terms of size, the brothers are generally more than one meter seven or eight meters tall.

However, compared to the specially selected special elite soldiers of Mao Ziguo who are more than one meter and nine meters old, they are still shorter.

And the Maozi just determined that Wu Xi did not dare to treat them well.

These people, although because of the special mission to hide their identity.

But Mao Ziguo, one of the world’s hegemons, as a backer, did not pay attention to this armed force composed of tens of thousands of weak yellow races at all.

I don’t believe how this small armed force dares to treat these soldiers who have the backing of the Maozi country.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Wu Xi’s mouth.

“In the warrior competition, some deaths and injuries are inevitable.”

“Don’t worry, even if my subordinates are killed by your people, I definitely don’t blame you.”

Old Maozi, who knew Mandarin at the head, was proud.

From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on any race other than white people, and he had long wanted to find an opportunity to clean up this group of Chinese people.

At this time, the opportunity is sent to the door, and there is no reason to disagree.

“Since the leader said so, we can only reluctantly agree.”

Speaking, Old Maozi said to the strongest Maozi behind him.

“Ivanov, you go and play with your friends in Huaxia.”

Ivanov, who was nearly two meters tall and muscular like tree roots, walked to the center of the clearing and looked at everyone around him defiantly.

Without waiting for Wu Xi to speak, Ma Sanzhuang behind him moved to ask.

“Big brother, let me teach him a lesson.”

Wu Xi nodded, and Ma Sanyi jumped to the center of the clearing, standing opposite Ivanov.

In terms of size, Ma 31 meters eight, body 947 also looks very thin, and Ivanov, who is two meters tall and full of muscles, is not a level at all.

But Wu Xi had great confidence in Ma San.

Judging from the system panel, Ma San, who has long been promoted to a hero unit, has reached the top level in assassination skills.

If it is a competition with rules, Ma San is not necessarily the opponent of this strong Ivanov.

And at this time there are no rules, and three Ivanovs are not enough for horses and three kills.

Wu Xi also found an interesting phenomenon.

A large percentage of those who can become the highest level of the Iron-blooded Legion are brothers who are full of loyalty and awaken into heroes.

On the other side, the old Maozi, who knows Mandarin, is also extremely confident in his own people.

On the surface, they are just a bunch of ordinary Maozi retired soldiers.

But how can it be an ordinary person who can be sent on a secret mission to maintain missiles loaded with nuclear bombs.

The people of their company are all the elite of the Maozi country’s army.

Like Ivanov, who was sent to the competition, he won the top ten in many hundreds of thousands of martial arts competitions in the Eastern Military District.

These Maozi Country special elites do not pay attention to the brothers of the Iron-blooded Legion who have been training for a few days.

The movement here attracts all the attention of the surroundings.

Countless people put down their food and wine glasses and gathered around to watch.