Paulon's face darkened, but he was not afraid at all. He walked towards Jiang Dafa. In the US military, Paulon was irritable and if his subordinate soldiers had any mistakes, he would be beaten and kicked by him. He was known for not accepting discipline. When facing a person like Jiang Dafa's smile that was brighter than a flower, he naturally would not have any worries.

Some things are difficult to describe in words. Only when you really face them can you have the most intuitive feeling. Paulon was in this mood at this time. Fatty Jiang, who was not at all noticeable in his eyes, could only feel the heavy pressure from the other party when he approached him.

Fatty Jiang narrowed his eyes. If it were in the past, he would definitely continue to let Paulo approach, and then punched the other party's stomach, causing the arrogant foreigner to curl up in pain on the ground, and then kicked it hard. However, this was all the way when he was a gangster in Yangcheng. After being an officer for a long time, Fatty Jiang knew that sometimes it was not the most important thing to take action. The key was to achieve his own goal. This is the only thing to remember. For example, the eldest brother would not say a word in normal times. If it was really time for him to take action, it would be really thunderous. This would make everyone more awe of the eldest brother.

Fatty Jiang took a big step forward and became closer to Paul Long. Fatty Jiang snorted coldly, full of disdain.

Raising his chubby hand, Jiang Jie patted Paulon's face twice, and said in a silence: "Boy, when you arrive at my territory, you will be a dragon and you will be a tiger and you will be a snatching me. I'm annoyed. I don't mind giving you a corn kernel and help you go straight to heaven to meet your heavenly Father!"

The arrogant tone and domineering expression, the cold and ruthless expression, even Paulon couldn't understand what the other party was saying, but he received the warning, very clearly.

"Get out!" Jiang Dafa roared.

At this time, Major Hans, who was already anxious not far away, quickly called Paulon back. When Paulon walked to him, Hans said coldly: "Non-commissioned officer, shut your stinky mouth!"

Paulon snorted coldly. Major Hans was not his direct commander after all. Even if he was only a member of Major Hans this mission, Paulon was not very good at being Major Hans.

Humph! He is really a foreigner who is raised in rice. Fatty Jiang stared at Paulon's back like a poisonous snake. Compared to civil officials like Major Hans, Fatty Jiang attaches more importance to barbarians like Paulon. Most of these stubborn and arrogant madmen are hated on weekdays, but they are generally not incompetent people. If they are crazy and difficult to restrain themselves, they will have some support. Proud people are good, and proud people are capable!

Hey! When Fatty Jiang thought of something very interesting, his eyes couldn't help but floated towards the direction of the magic gun line.
Chapter completed!