Vol 7 Chapter 395: There are always new goals (4)

"No interest, no interest, you don't have to look at me with that kind of look. I am peace-loving and never want to hurt anyone. Hurry up and repair the car. Let's go." Anthony hurried.
The soldier nodded: "No problem, we can start immediately. We can ensure that the fuel is satisfied, and we can ensure that the car is no problem. There is a professional maintenance team."
He pointed at a car behind him.
That's a maintenance car! !! !! !!
What did he see. This maintenance vehicle is a standard large truck with all kinds of maintenance equipment on it, and a professional maintenance team is waiting for maintenance.
What a is this Nima, and now their car is not as good as this repaired car.
"I'll just go in the repaired car. This car doesn't seem safe." Anthony said.
But the soldiers were a little embarrassed.
"Our sergeant's order is that you can only take my car. If you take a maintenance vehicle, all the drivers will be in the car, and then ..." He pointed to the helicopter in the sky.
"It will blow up the vehicle directly."
Anthony was aggressive.
"Watfak!"
All he had left was abusive words to say. If he could deeply understand the mystery of the Sichuan language, he would surely have a mother to sell and don't know when to speak properly.
However, he didn't know it, as if he had given his fate: "I knew that Si Fan was not at ease, but he also looked down on me too much. I grew up in the slum ...
"Fack!"
He didn't pay much attention just now, but now he suddenly found out that something seemed wrong.
He never realized that his legs were gone, which had no effect on him, but when he wanted to get into the car, usually all the legs should be folded so he could squeeze in.
But now found out.
"Fack! What's the situation, how can there be such a small car in the world!"
That's right, he can't get in, let alone let the back leg go to the front, even if the leg is broken, he can't squeeze in.
Within a second, he turned around and shouted angrily: "Damn, are you guys playing with me? Do you really think I mess with you?"
The little soldier appeared again.
"Sir, do you think about it? I'm waiting to be killed at any time." There was a little eagerness in his eyes.
Anthony is aggressive, why Mard has so many wonderful things in the world.
He could only question: "I can't get in this car, it's such a small place."
After he had said it, the little soldier came to see. Then he said, "There should be no problem. You just have a big butt. You should go in and try it first.
Anthony looked at the small space, thinking about the old nest hundreds of kilometers away, and finally felt the urge to cry.
But he could only crawl on his hips.
It is impossible to give money for money. He knows how much the universe alloy can change. He can come up with a spaceship that can fly, although it is a civilian entertainment model.
Why use it just for a helicopter ride.
He felt panicked.
Just lie on one side and crawled in twice.
The little soldier behind stepped back three or four steps, took two deep breaths, and then three run-ups, flying with a kick, just hitting Anthony's ass.
Powerful and accurate.
"Woo ~~" With a throat, Anthony's eyes were both straightened, and the whole man ran a lot into it.
"What are you doing! Why kick me!" Anthony screamed in surprise.
The soldiers behind him replied, "You can't get in without kicking two feet, it's almost a bit worse now."
After waiting for Anthony to answer, it was another kick.
"Touch!" This should be the end.
Because I can hear Anthony's feedback.
"Ah! My head! Damn, do you want my life?"
The little soldier looked at the body and buttocks that had been all in, and looked at the eight legs that stretched out, six of them were swords and feet, and two were small and did not know what to do.
"Take your legs away and the doors won't close," he said to Anthony.
Anthony is stuck in the middle now, and he can't do it if he wants to get out.
"How can I put my legs away, this is not assembled, he is growing up." Oops! "
Exclaimed.
He hurts. The little soldier behind him, regardless of those, grabs Anthony's leg and pushes it into the car. This is really desperate. He desperately pushes in and pushes back into the car.
Anthony barked there, his voice exhausted.
But it's useless, people don't care, I just squeezed my legs in a few times, and then slammed the door.
"Okay, this should be fine." He said calmly.
Anthony exclaimed, "Boy, I want to kill you, I want to kill you. Those are chopsticks whose legs are not Sifan's country. There is no such awkwardness, you've almost broken Laozi.
Now he was really full and the rear seats were full. The head can only be held down with the head down to the position of the back seat to put your legs.
When the little soldier heard Anthony's words, he turned back excitedly: "You finally want to drive? Quickly kill me, so that my family can leave the disaster land in Africa and come to live in the rice country."
That's right, he was a soldier in a small war-torn country in Africa. He returned with the Mi soldiers who were taking refuge at the time, as a mercenary.
However, the salaries of these mercenaries are very low, and they do not need to fight, they are logistics personnel.
Now he's driving for Anthony.
Full-time driver, $ 1,000 after delivery.
cash
Anthony is angry. Killing you is enough to fulfill you, I'm not that stupid.
"Drive!" He shouted.
"We still have to repair the car!" Anthony was almost furious again with the words of the little soldier.
After that ... it took two hours to repair the car. The little soldier didn't know if it would be repaired, and he kept talking about it. After two hours, the car was finally lit and he could go.
Those repaired soldiers just couldn't come down to help ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Standing there and pointing the little soldiers there, they drove out the car for half a day.
Anthony in the back seat is depressed.
"I knew I wouldn't come in, it would be nice to sit on the roof of the carport.
He remembered what he had just done, and felt very dumb.
And it seems to be pitted.
Correct! It was just this little soldier who was pitted. He originally wanted to spit, and then the goods told him to go in.
He just tried it, and he vowed that he really wanted to try it.
A tragic ending appeared, and the little soldier shoved it into the rear seat with two flying feet, like a can of meat.
Then two hours later, the car finally started.
"Oh!" The car rushed out as soon as it was off.