A burst of music came from the white buildings.

These music is very peaceful!

But this peace made Zhang Lu's face sank and he felt something was wrong.

"Is this an illusion?"

Zhang Luyi was brave and walked forward, touching the walls of the white building with his right hand.

It was indeed a real wall, and a cold touch came from the fingertips.

"Isn't it an illusion?"

But the white buildings give people a particularly strange feeling, just like the ice and snow in winter, with a sense of slaughter in winter.

Just as Zhang Lu frowned, he released with the music.

It suddenly became dark around.

The sound of bullets came, and the planes roared overhead, like a little ghost tug of war, roaring around his ears.

Rumble!

The shells fell on the ground, forming a shocking bao      zha. The earth under your feet swayed, making people unable to stand firm.

This high decibel bomber sound.

At Amazon GIGS Jungle War School, Zhang Lu had received high decibel targeting training.

That time, the sound of bombers simulated World War II was more than 150 decibels, and many people fainted on the spot.

Zhang Lu smiled with a smile on his face. This was a shy transformation of the flower. He closed his ears by changing the shape.

But the sounds at the scene are everywhere!

Screams, bombing, and the low flight of the plane filled their ears.

At this moment, it seemed like standing in an extremely tragic battlefield, with artillery fire flying, and the blood of the enemy and comrades flowing into a river.

The eternal blue in Zhang Lu's eyes gradually lost its color... Zhang Lu roared wildly and became a member of the battle, holding the assault bu     qiang, rushing towards the guns and bullets...

When Zhang Lu woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the angel in white surrounding him.

"Don't be excited, have a good rest. You have war syndrome and you are a patient now. Please cooperate with the treatment."

Zhang Lu found that his hands and feet were kun and bang. He said nothing, and he was trying to tear off the cloth strips.

But the stripes of the cloth remained motionless.

The usual huge force of a thousand kilograms seems to have disappeared.

Not only does the strength disappear, but even the seeds of fusion are stripped out of the body and disappear as well.

Zhang Lu's face darkened, and the sixth sense of Bodhi told himself that this was an illusion, and it was a very real illusion. The real power of his own, the seed skills disappeared.

Danger!

If you cannot break free from this illusion, you may sink into the illusion.

Zhang Lu was extremely decisive. When he bit his tongue, blood surged in his mouth, and the salty smell was filled with sensation, and a sharp pain came.

However, everything in front of you did not disappear.

A nurse with a frown said seriously: "You are a patient, you are a patient with war syndrome. If you continue to be manic like this, I must give you a sedative."

This seriousness seems to be instilling something.

Zhang Lu did not talk to these nurses and struggled.

"Patients with war syndrome are all murderers, and they will be given sedatives immediately..."

When the medicine was injected into the body from the arms, my mind began to become blank and I fell asleep in a deep sleep.

A pungent smell of blood filled the nose.

Zhang Lu woke up and his pupils shrank slightly.

The doctor's body was lying on the ground in the ward, with a look of horror on his face, either his neck was broken or his chest was sunken by his fist.

In the corner, a nurse was curled, holding a sharp scalpel in her hand and her whole body was trembling.

"Don't come over, don't come over... you murderer."

"This is not a battlefield, this is a hospital, we are saving you, why, why should we kill the person who saved you."

"It's all my fault... Seeing that you are untied by the cloth, I should not pity anyone who has war syndrome. You are all evil people."

Zhang Lu rushed over and when he was about to touch the doctor, the nurse in front of him disappeared instantly, and the corpse on the ground also disappeared.

At this time, Zhang Lu found that he had walked into the white building.

A woman lay on the ground, looking asleep, wearing a white wedding dress, as sacred as a fairy.

Zhang Lu frowned slightly. This was not a illusion, but the No. 4 Peak in the real world.

But this reality has been artificially covered with a layer of illusion.

People on the ground are real, not people in illusion.

"Why is there a woman here? Could it be that she disguised herself as if she wanted to sneak attack me?"

Zhang Lu walked over slowly and was secretly alert.

When Zhang Lu saw the face of the woman in a wedding dress, a hint of ecstasy appeared on his face, and the corners of his eyes suddenly jumped hard.

It turned out to be An Ran!

Zhang Lu immediately stepped forward and helped Anran up, and then he helped her up. He didn't have time to check Anran's Anran.

An Ran hugged Zhang Lu, very tight, as if he would disappear as soon as he loosened it.

She muttered to herself in a daze: "I am your wife, I will marry you today..."

Hearing An Ran's words, Zhang Lu couldn't help but feel overjoyed.

After Ye Cunxin broke up with him, at the invitation of Tan Xiaolin, he joined Huofeng and became one of them.

During normal training, Anran is still his AB corner, leaning against him, intimate contact, and spending time together day and night.

Every time I have some insight, An Ran will take the initiative to help, either massage or use it as a sandbag for training, and be intimate.

Uruk, that was the first time I went out with Anron for a mission.

At the base of General Armand lurking General Liu, he put the drug lord Liu into a bag and retreated, but he was exposed because he rushed to the earthquake site to fight the earthquake relief and rescue the disaster.

Facing the elite of hundreds of enemies and escaping from death with their backs, the process was extremely thrilling, but after successfully escaping, the two looked at each other, and their smiles at that moment were deeply imprinted in each other's eyes.

In the Amazon rainforest, the red snake suddenly appeared, grabbed An Ran and burned her kun     bang on the tree.

Zhang Lu rushed into the sea of ​​fire regardless of everything to rescue An Ran. Finally, when he landed on the ground, in order to prevent An Ran from hitting the ground, he turned around in his arms, smashed his back to the ground, and fainted from vomiting blood.

After several times of birth and death, there is a feeling in the hearts of the two of them on weekdays. At the critical moment of life and death, this feeling has grown wildly and has quietly grown into towering trees in their hearts.

Holding An Ran, why didn’t Zhang Lu feel excited when he heard the female soldier with Lan Xin say he wanted to marry him?

I have always wanted to be with this female soldier of Lan Xinhui!

Now at this moment, the sixth sense of Bodhi tells yourself that it is wrong!

Not a illusion.

But something is wrong with Anran!

But An Ran had just hugged herself and got entangled...

Tsk tsk...

Before surveillance, Dante sneered: "What is the strongest instructor in the world and the strongest hunter in the world, is just a patient with war syndrome."

"What China has the strongest military spirit!"
Chapter completed!