Rejuvenation

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei unceremoniously confronted Hongtian and Wang Zhiyi and said, "Don't tell me these great truths. Moreover, you two cannot represent the army or the country. If the army needs it, I will not hide my selfishness. But if some people seek personal gain in the name of the military state, things are hard to say."

Hearing the words, Old Zhan couldn't help but change his expression, his expression sank. He didn't expect that Chen Fei refused so decisively, and had no intention of discussing it at all. For a while, the whole person sat in place, rising up with a different momentum, and pressing towards Chen Fei.

Wang Zhiyi immediately snorted, looked at Chen Fei, raised his eyebrows and said: "Mr. Chen, our proposal, you'd better consider it carefully. We will provide you with protection, and you will reveal a little bit of martial arts and martial arts, a win-win thing, everyone. It could not be better."

"Don't think about it, I don't need your protection." Chen Fei directly rejected Wang Zhiyi's proposal.

Wang Zhiyi suddenly sank his cheeks with anger, and slapped his palm on the armrest of the seat. He stood up suddenly, staring at Chen Fei with a gloomy expression, and said coldly: "Did you really think about it?"

"It couldn't be clearer." Chen Fei snorted coldly.

Wang Zhiyi was so angry that fire almost burst into his eyes.

Lao Zhan still slumped with a gloomy face, grabbed Wang Zhiyi, looked at Chen Fei, and said in a deep voice: "I know that Mr. Chen is very skilled, and he is also called the number one master of the provincial capital by the martial artist."

When talking about this, Wang Zhiyi curled his mouth and snorted, with an expression of disdain on his face, obviously he didn't care much about Chen Fei's title.

The old man groaned slightly, his eyes squinted, and he looked at Chen Fei and said: "Mr. Chen is a martial artist and is familiar with the martial arts world, but he is familiar with the world of mercenaries and foreign mercenaries. Not so familiar anymore."

Chen Fei didn't speak, but just snorted and continued to look at Old Zhan.

Seeing this, Zhan veteran continued; "Then I will tell Mr. Chen the general situation of the foreign mercenary world here. I hope Mr. Chen has a correct understanding."

"In the underground world abroad, there are countless various violent organizations. Among them, mercenary organizations are the most common, and even those in the underground world have compared various mercenary organizations and ranked the top ten. Mercenary organization."

"The mercenary organizations that enter the top ten are all well-known in the world. Each has its own characteristics, and their common feature is that they are powerful. Especially some of them who survived in war zones. The Bing Organization can be called cruel."

"Some of these mercenary organizations have a large number of personnel, comparable to a small armed organization; some are powerful and have absorbed special soldiers from various countries; and even some of the scientific and technological forces are also very good, with the support of large-scale technology companies behind them. ."

Speaking of this, the old warrior had a meal, looked at Chen Fei, and said, "And among these mercenary organizations, the Firebird Mercenary Group is a mercenary group that survives in the war-torn zone of North Africa. In the entire mercenary organization. , Ranking eighth. The number of Firebirds is not large, but the quality of personnel is among the top ten mercenary groups."

"You also know that my son, the Dragon, is comparable to the strength of a territorial master. In China, we can definitely be called a big boss. But in the Firebird mercenary group, it is second to the leader and the four. The existence of a master."

"So, you can imagine how terrifying the strength of the four masters in the Firebird Mercenary Group is."

"Such an opponent, even if you are the number one master of the provincial capital, Mr. Chen, you don't want to face it?" Zhan Lao looked at Chen Fei with a solemn tone.

Wei Jinlong and Zhu Qing beside Chen Fei couldn't help but stunned, with worried expressions on their faces. The words of the old warrior may be somewhat intimidating, but the information in the words is true.

For a moment, the two looked towards Chen Fei together.

Without changing his face, Chen Fei continued to look at the old man and Wang Zhiyi, and said lightly: "Thank you for telling me so much, but I still don't need your protection."

"You--" Even if it was Elder Zhan, a wave of anger rose in his heart at this moment, and he almost rushed towards Chen Fei with anger.

Wang Zhiyi couldn't help it. He stared at Chen Fei fiercely, and threatened sternly: "The surname Chen, don't know what is good or bad, we are giving you a chance. Otherwise, you think anyone can let our military provide protection. ?"

"Thank you, leave this opportunity to others!" Chen Fei glanced at Wang Zhiyi slantingly, and said unceremoniously.

Wang Zhiyi couldn’t help but rushed towards Chen Fei, strangled Chen Fei’s throat, and threatened in a cold voice: “Chen Fei, I don’t want to talk nonsense with you. Now, you have no other choice but to hand over the martial arts. Either you die now."

Seeing Wang Zhiyi's move, Chen Fei yelled coldly, with a touch of cold light in his eyes, and said coldly: "You want to do it!"

While speaking, Chen Fei's body shook, and a burst of vigor spread from him in an instant. The anger was raging, and he went directly to Wang Zhiyi to cover it.

Wang Zhiyi, who was already aggressive, was overwhelmed by Chen Fei's momentum, and his expression instantly changed. There was a look of horror, his figure trembled, and he wanted to dodge and step aside.

But at this time, Chen Fei's attack had already been launched. His right hand was like a dragon in the cloud, and he reached out and grabbed Wang Zhiyi's throat accurately.

Wang Zhiyi's eyes bulged out instantly, his throat rolled for a while, he made a muffled sound, his hands and feet struggled desperately. But Chen Fei's right hand was like an iron claw, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't shake it.

Seeing Wang Zhiyi's face began to flush, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a strange grunt in his throat.

Elder Zhan could not sit still, rushed over and said to Chen Fei: "Mr. Chen, I know you are great, and I am not your opponent. But Mr. Wang is a member of the army. If you kill him, the consequences will be disastrous. Besides, although Mr. Wang is wrong, he is not guilty of death!"

Alongside, Zhu Qing and Wei Jinlong were also nervous and couldn't help but walk a few steps towards Chen Fei.

Even Wei Ling, who didn't know when she came to Chen Fei, couldn't help but shouted, "Chen Fei!"

Chen Fei gave a cold snort, his right hand like an iron claw, and finally let go, and threw Wang Zhiyi to the ground, "Go!"

Wang Zhiyi coughed violently, then gasped for breath. He raised his head and glared at Chen Fei, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something instinctively, but he was held back by the war veteran and still did not say anything.

Elder Zhan held Wang Zhiyi, glanced at Chen Fei, and said: "Since Mr. Chen rejected our kindness, then the old man would like to wish Mr. Chen great power and defeat his opponent."

After speaking, Zhan Lao took Wang Zhiyi and left the hall.