Yuchimura's pupils trembled. He raised his hand and touched his cheek. Looking at the earwax on his fingertips, his mind went blank. But what’s even more infuriating is yet to come. "Hey, you're asking who we are subordinates to?" Bartolomeo laughed arrogantly: "It's none of your business. I won't tell you. Come and hit me if you dare!" "what?!" Yuchimura's eyes were bloodshot. Not only did she flick earwax at him, but she was also so arrogant and domineering! It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable! "I'm going to kill you!" Yuchimura drew his sword angrily, jumped up and rushed towards Bartolomeo, holding the sword with both hands and slashing at Bartolomeo's shoulder with all his strength.

Although he was extremely angry, the other party was a marine after all. He had not yet lost his mind and wanted to kill him. He just wanted to teach him a lesson. However. "Qiang!" The blade chopped in front of Barto and suddenly stopped. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't cut it off at all. Then, unimaginable force from the blade rebounded upon the body, and Yuchimura was caught off guard, vomiting blood, and flew away, falling heavily to the ground. silence! "Major General Yuchimura!" Euchimura's men rushed up, quickly helped Euchimura up, and looked at Bartolomeo with eyes full of anger and hostility. "Asshole, what did you do to Major General Yuchimura!" Several officers rushed towards Barto, but when their fists and kicks landed on Barto, they all vomited blood and flew away like Yuchimura. The Marines were all stunned. They found it difficult to understand why the powerful Major General Yuchimura and his men were defeated by an ordinary Marine. The officers' eyes turned serious. "It's a person with abilities!" There is no doubt that the arrogant marine is a person with special abilities! I just don’t know what kind of ability it is that could be so powerful that even Yuchimura was defeated instantly. When Loya heard the noise and rushed over, he saw the officers lying on the ground and the smug Bartolomeo. He could guess what had happened. "Bato, what's going on?" "Hehehe, Colonel, that stinky guy with scars all over his face attacked me, but I didn't fight back!"

Following Loya, Bartolomeo also learned his lesson and shouted to his brothers behind him: "You all saw it, that guy fell out by himself, it has nothing to do with me." "Yes, we all saw it!" "That marine not only attacked Brother Barto without authorization, but also flew away on his own. He must be trying to scam Brother Barto!" "Hey, you all saw it too!" The younger brothers started shouting and asking questions to the marines around them, as if they were looking for witnesses. There was a smile in Loya's eyes, and he secretly gave Barto a look of approval, saying that he was worthy of being a soldier he had brought with him. The Marines looked at each other. On the surface, it was indeed Major General Yuchimura who attacked first, and the green-haired guy did not fight back at all. "Oh, I see!" Luo Ya suddenly realized, turned around and looked at Yuchimura who was helped up, and asked coldly: "They are my subordinates. Excuse me, who gave you the right to attack your colleagues without authorization!" "you!" Yuchimula had blood in his mouth. He looked at the extremely unfamiliar Loya and couldn't figure out who Loya was for a long time. When did such a figure appear in the branch? But that didn't stop him from being angry. "Your men have violated military discipline, I certainly have the right to punish them!" "Military discipline, what military discipline was violated?" Luo Ya narrowed his eyes. He had expected this. The soldiers he led were so arrogant that it would definitely cause dissatisfaction among many officers. I just didn't expect it to be so soon. Hehe, it’s a stepping stone that’s delivered to your doorstep. "Step aside." Yuchimura pushed away the subordinates who were supporting him and glared at Loya, especially after seeing Loya's Mohawk, he became even more angry. They are indeed in the same group. "This is a military camp, not a brothel. You are so eccentric and have ruined the morale of the G-1 Fortress. Do you still want to deny it?" "Wait a minute, chicken? Although it seems a little unlikely, I still want to confirm with you in case I heard it wrong." Luoya's smile gradually disappeared, he raised his hands to push his hair up, and roared violently: "The chicken you are referring to, you don't mean my super stylish Mohawk!" "What, did I say something wrong?" Yuchimura sneered and danced wildly on the edge of death: "This is a righteous military camp, not a brothel. Do you want to embarrass the G-1 branch with such a ridiculous hairstyle?!" I do think so.

Luo Ya tried hard not to laugh, and asked grimly, "Mr. Major General, what is your name?" "Yukkimura!" Yuchimura gave his name. "So it's Major General Yuchimura, the Thousand-Man Killer. I've heard of your name for a long time!" Loya bowed, turned to Bartolomeo, and asked, "Major General Yuchimura just beheaded you, right?" "Yes, Colonel." Bartolomeo nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Although he didn't understand why Loya asked this, he thought it would be fine as long as he cooperated. “This is terrible!” Luo Ya's face was full of solemnity: "This Major General Yuchimura is extremely powerful. He has killed thousands of powerful enemies, so he is known as the [Thousand Man Killer]!" "Let alone killing people, even a mountain can be easily cut in half by Major General Yuchimura. The slashes he makes when swinging his sword are imperceptible even to the naked eye!" "He has already killed you, but your bodies haven't noticed yet. Although you appear intact on the surface, your insides are covered with wounds!" "understand?" Ah? ? ? Barto and his brothers were stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted. "Ahhh, my legs! My legs were cut off by Major General Yuchimura!" Barto was the first to lie down screaming, hugging his knees and rolling on the ground wailing skillfully, and all the younger brothers behind him also lay down. “Ahhh, what a terrifying slash!” "I am dying, I am dying, doctor, call a doctor!" "It hurts so much, all the bones in my body are about to break!" "Help, help!" More than two hundred people rolled over and screamed, scaring all the Marines. Could it be that Yuchimura really injured these people, and the vomiting of blood and flying away just now was a side effect of the powerful move? The officers and soldiers who were watching were also stunned. Where did these funny guys come from? Their acting is so exaggerated. Loya sneered and looked at Yuchimura. "Major General Yuchimura, you have severely injured all my subordinates. I will report this to the headquarters. You can expect to be punished!" "Also, we have super stylish Mohawks to pay tribute to Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel, but you called us ridiculous chickens, which is tantamount to making a sarcastic remark about Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel!" "Major General Yuchimura, are you dissatisfied with Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel's hairstyle?"

"By the way, Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel is my senior brother, so I absolutely cannot swallow this." Yuchimura was speechless. I didn't, don't talk nonsense! Oh no, how could he forget that Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel also has a Mohawk. Loya took a deep breath, and his angry roar echoed in the G-1 branch. "Brother Flying Squirrel is not a chicken!" I updated 8000 words today, which is really not short. Chapter 115 Loya!!! On the third day after Loya arrived at the G-1 branch, the entire branch was in a state of confusion, and all the Marines understood three things. First: Admiral Flying Squirrel is not a chicken. Second: Mohawk is the best in the world. Third: The black-haired colonel is the junior fellow of Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel. To sum up, don’t mess with black hair! In the base director's office. The flying squirrel had big dark circles under his eyes. Holding the report written by Loya, the blood vessels on the back of his hand were about to burst. During the rest time last night, he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep, and the cry that resounded throughout the branch kept echoing in his mind. "Brother Flying Squirrel is not a chicken!" There was no doubt that all the Marines in the branch were laughing at him! The flying squirrel held a round mirror and looked at himself in the mirror. His super stylish dark red Mohawk automatically turned into a rooster's comb. "Eh? Big cock?" The flying squirrel rubbed his eyes vigorously, and when he saw his familiar face and super stylish Mohawk, he breathed a sigh of relief. “It was me.” "I just had a hallucination. It's really scary." "Asshole, I'm not a chicken!" "Snapped!" The small round mirror was smashed to pieces! Vice Admiral Flying Squirrel paced back and forth in the room angrily, getting angrier the more he thought about it. Stupid Yuchimula, why did he bother to provoke that brat for no reason, and ended up being caught by that brat.

Also, Mohawks are very handsome, okay! "Harry, inform everyone that Major General Yuchimura attacked his colleagues without authorization, which seriously violated military regulations and discipline. He will be put in solitary confinement for three days." "Yes!" Adjutant Harry left with a strange look on his face. The three-day confinement was not painful, and it was just a pretense to put an end to the matter, but it undoubtedly represented a victory for the black-haired man. Poor Major General Yuchimura.