super local special forces

In Yang Zhenling's mind, a vehicle that cost him two billion to build is already perfect. It needs speed, hardness, and navigation. Even if it is hit by a sniper bomb

It's just a little damaged. Where can I find such a car with the technology in today's society?

So Yang Zhenling really doesn't understand why Yang Jun said that this car is not perfect enough? So what kind of car is the most perfect?

"Dad, this car is actually perfect enough, but if it is equipped with a flight system, it will be even more perfect!" Yang Jun explained, and he did not say that this car is not perfect. After all, where in the world is it?

Can a car compete with this fighter jet?

"Huh?" After hearing Yang Jun's words, Yang Zhenling and Yang Weihong began to question, can this car be equipped with a flight system?

Yang Weihong said: "Xiaojun, grandpa also knows about this car. If you want to forcibly add a flight system, it is not impossible, but it will cost a huge amount of money and human resources to complete, but grandpa supports you.

The idea is that as long as this car hits the flight system, it will be invincible among bulletproof cars!" Yang Weihong also knows the awesomeness of this car. If the flight system is added, it will be even more awesome.

, after all, I can reach a speed of a thousand hours on the ground, but I can't run on the ground, but I can still fly in the sky. You come and chase me.

Hearing the words of his father and son, Yang Zhenling also nodded, and suddenly realized that Yang Jun was not building a car, but rebuilding a fighter jet! If an unmanned navigation system is installed on the flight system, then it will be simply

It's just an unmanned flying fighter. Damn it, it wouldn't be surprising if the country owned such a car that was combined with a flight system, but it would be an eye-catching thing for the private sector to have such an awesome car. After all, it's like this

The car is so powerful!

"Xiaojun, your idea is feasible. I will tell your mother tomorrow and ask people from your mother's group to help build it. However, it will take a long time, but it should be able to be made before you come back from the island country.

Okay, when the time comes, you can drive this awesome car out. In terms of speed, it is invincible!" Yang Zhenling said excitedly. Young people just want to be cool. This car drives those racing cars.

Damn it, who can compete with me? I will definitely kill those car gods, car kings and so on!

"Hey, thank you, dad!" Yang Jun knew that it was impossible to fly a fighter jet out tonight because the fighter jet was still being repaired. However, after returning from the island country, he could fly a fighter jet equipped with a flight system.

Not bad.

"Well, Xiaojun, it's already half past eleven. Your brother-in-law has gathered here with his bodyguards soon. Let's go down!" Yang Weihong said, setting off at half past eleven for the Shangguan family headquarters, about twelve

When he arrived at 12 o'clock, he complied with the request of Shangguan's family and asked Yang Jun to go to Shangguan's house alone to keep the appointment at 12 o'clock. But the difference now is that Yang Jun did not go alone, but brought thousands of people with him.

The power of the Yang family, with eight hundred sons, left in a mighty manner.

As expected, when Yang Jun, Yang Weihong, and Yang Zhenling came down from upstairs, they saw Yang Zhenda, who had just come back, gathering in front of the main door with his neatly dressed bodyguards in white suits and leather shoes.

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Seeing more than a thousand people, neatly dressed in white suits, with the word Yang embroidered on their chests, Yang Jun knew that this might be a mark to avoid being too crowded and unable to recognize his own people. Wait a minute.

During the fight, if you see someone wearing a white suit with the Chinese character Yang embroidered on his chest, he is one of your own!

Everyone held a submachine gun in their hands and stood neatly on the spot. When they saw Yang Weihong, Yang Zhenling, and Yang Jun, they all hunched over and shouted at the top of their lungs: "Hello, master, hello, master,

Hello, young master!"

Yang Jun's third grandson nodded silently. Yang Zhenda came to Yang Jun, handed a sniper cannon to Yang Jun, and said: "Little nephew, this is the weapon my brother-in-law chose for you. What do you think?"

Looking at the dark and heavy sniper cannon, Yang Jun shook his head. The sniper cannon was indeed very lethal, but compared to the submachine gun, Yang Jun preferred the feeling of holding a submachine gun and shooting across the battlefield. Look.

When he saw a few more bloody holes on the enemy's body, a spontaneous feeling of satisfaction rose from his heart. He liked this feeling!

"Brother-in-law, give the sniper cannon to my men, I just want the submachine gun!" Yang Jun said calmly to Yang Zhenda.

"This... okay!" After hearing Yang Jun's request, Yang Zhenda said to a bodyguard leader below: "Yang Jiahong, you and the young master exchange weapons!"

A burly man stood up, came to Yang Zhenda, and said, "Yes!" He handed the weapon in his hand to Yang Jun.

Yang Jun took the submachine gun, weighed it in his hand a few times, nodded, watched Yang Jiahong return to the team, and shouted to the team: "Brothers of the Yang family, I believe everyone has received the news. Today

At around six o'clock in the evening, the Shangguan family raided my Yang family's villa and sent people to assassinate me! How majestic my Yang family is, how can we allow the Shangguan family to be arrogant and domineering! Tonight, I will give the Shangguan family a severe revenge.

We must let them know that our Yang family is not someone to be trifled with!"

"Yes, our Yang family is not someone to be trifled with!"

"If he dares to come to our Yang family to cause trouble, his Shangguan family will be bloodbathed tonight!"

"Those little naughties in the Shangguan family, I will kill them..."

The bodyguards all felt aggrieved for the harm their families had suffered.

Yang Jun raised his hands and pressed them down to signal everyone to be quiet.

After all, they were professionally trained bodyguards. After seeing Yang Jun's gesture, they all stopped talking. For a moment, the place was as quiet as still water!

Yang Jun nodded with satisfaction, raised the hand holding the submachine gun high, and exuded a strong murderous aura. This murderous aura was so aggressive that it gave people a feeling of suffocation!

This is exactly the aura of death, the kind of murderous aura that can only be tempered by crawling out of a corpse!

"Tonight, we are not going to have a war of words, but a fight. I hope you are mentally prepared. In my eyes, the bodyguards of my Yang family do not need to have amazing marksmanship or excellent body skills.

What I, the bodyguard of the Yang family, need is a drive, a drive to move forward without fear of anything, regardless of life or death, a drive that will not look back until the last moment. A drive that will never turn back.

When you step onto the battlefield, you will fight until your death. I believe that everyone can definitely do it!" Yang Jun shouted at the top of his lungs at the bodyguards.

From previous experience, Yang Jun knew that in war, in addition to the quality of the collective members of a team, what is more important is the drive to not be afraid of death.

When the bodyguards heard Yang Jun's words, they all shouted loudly and loudly in unison: "It can be done...it can be done!"

After receiving the loud answers from the bodyguards, Yang Jun nodded with satisfaction, raised the submachine gun in his hand, raised it up and down, shouted the command he just remembered, and said: "Fight on the battlefield, your soul will die! Fight on the battlefield, your soul will die!"

Come home!"

Seeing Yang Jun like this, more than a thousand bodyguards below followed Yang Jun and shouted: "Fight on the battlefield, and your soul will die!"

"Fight on the battlefield, and your soul will die!"

"Fight on the battlefield, and your soul will die!"

Waves of loud answers rang out among more than a thousand people. The sound spread through the sky and could be heard ten miles away.

At the same time, a sense of morale arose among the more than a thousand bodyguards.

You know, before setting off, shouting commands and encouraging the soldiers is to stimulate their collective morale.

When the morale of an army increases, then most of the war will be won by 30%.

You can imagine that a group of Yang family bodyguards full of morale, after entering the Shangguan family, with that indomitable momentum, can definitely sweep away a large area of ​​the Shangguan family!

Seeing the bodyguards full of morale, Yang Jun nodded with great satisfaction. What he wanted was this effect, and what he wanted was this confident morale!

Yang Weihong, Yang Zhenling, and Yang Zhenda, who were standing by, saw what was originally a group of dark and overwhelming bodyguards. They were very ordinary and had almost no morale at all. However, these few words from Yang Jun gave the entire army confidence.

Manman, it seems, the military spirit is very neat, giving people an absolutely majestic feeling. When they looked at Yang Jun, their eyes changed slightly.

At the same time, Yang Weihong and Yang Zhenling thought in their minds that they were still the captains of the Blood Wolf Life and Death Team, China's pinnacle special forces, with rich combat experience, and their military morale was raised in just a few words!

There were a lot of questions in Yang Zhenda's mind. He thought, is this little nephew still the cynical and cynical playboy he was before, who just idles around and spends all his time? He shook his head silently, no, he is no longer a cynical playboy.

Now, he is like a top military leader, calling countless soldiers to go to the battlefield.

"Are they going to leave soon? --- ---" On the second floor of the main building of the villa, Jiang Xueer and Jiang Xiuli leaned on the window, looking at the uniform white suits below, holding black hands in their hands.

The bodyguards before the charge, Jiang Xueer murmured.

"Don't worry! Xiaojun will definitely be lucky and return in triumph!" Jiang Xiuli said lightly, but although there was nothing wrong with her face, she was just pretending to Jiang Xueer.

I don’t know how worried I am about Yang Jun,