After listening to Li Yifei, there was no expression on his face. The comprehensive certificate of war, also called veteran syndrome, is incomprehensible to ordinary people. However, he has seen many good seedlings during his military career because of sudden outbreaks. He was sick in his heart, and the whole person was abolished and had to be discharged early.

Generally mild are muscle soreness, physical discomfort, mild depression and mild obsessive-compulsive disorder. In severe cases, there will be visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, fantasies of enemies, fantasies that you are still on the battlefield, aggressive, and even unconscious Kill the people around him.

From a soldier to a murderous demon, it is scary and regrettable.

But generally people with this disease have experienced fierce wars or long-term missions in dangerous places, and their nerves will be extremely tense.

When he is not sick, he is no different from a normal person. The horror of this disease is that you have no way of knowing when he will be sick.

Li Yifei looked at the silent man, thinking of a former comrade in his mind who was also a patient with war syndrome. When he was on the mission, it broke out without warning, causing the two teammates to be killed. After I woke up, I learned that I had harmed others, and I was in distress. I swallowed a bullet and committed suicide when there was no one.

War, why should there be war? Li Yifei's thoughts began to fly. Where there are people, there will be disputes, where there are races, there will be wars. From ancient times to the present, and even in the future, this is inevitable. When there is war, there will always be someone to fight. Soldier.

If you ask Li Yifei now, you are still willing to go back to the days when bullets swooped over your head, and even missiles flew over your head. Li Yifei didn’t know how he would answer. If he was still alone, he would He said he was willing, but now that the girls in the family and the children are concerned, Li Yifei will never live that kind of life again.

With a loud cry, Li Yifei returned to reality in a daze. Many princes around stood up and shouted. Li Yifei looked up and saw a mercenary shouting in the field, holding another mercenary in his hand. Seconds later, he fell to the ground severely.

Of the six people, the last three were left, Sasha's men, and the other two, a prince and a prince.

Can break through the middle level of those people, and keep it until now. No need to say more about the strength, but everyone has injuries.

The three of them stood in the field. Two of them were obviously stronger than those of Sachar. They were especially cruel when they were fighting. Li Yifei didn't like it when he watched it. This is not a fight on the battlefield. There is no need to die. hand.

Suddenly, the two people seemed to have reached an agreement. One of them stepped back, and the other pushed towards Sachar's men. The two seemed to want a temporary truce, and to get rid of the little dwarf first.

Sasha stood up abruptly and shouted, "Despicable, his bastard, do you want to die?"

The backing prince smiled triumphantly, and said, "Hey, nephew, it's not right for you to do this. How the people off the court fight is their business. As long as they have real strength, they are not afraid to fight. "

Sachar turned his head back suddenly, glared, and shouted at the men on the court: "James, I allow you to kill the opponent. I will help you solve any trouble. You just have to win for me."

The subordinate, that is, James turned his head, grinned, and rushed towards his opponent.

The two of them fought together in an instant, fists to the flesh, showing their ferocity.

The howling of the people around makes the adrenaline secrete faster and makes the game more intense.

James won, but he won horribly. His face was **** red. It was not clear where the injury was. The ears were also opened with a big opening. One leg was not very handy. His right arm was a little drooping, but his opponent Even worse, James grabbed his hair and smashed more than ten punches. He was beaten into a coma, not to mention how many blows he suffered. No matter how strong the muscles are, he can't stop an attack of this degree. The opponent's chest It even collapsed.

James is a life criminal. If he is not in the Middle East, he can only escape to Africa. Otherwise, if he is discovered by the country, he will have to send someone to arrest him. Therefore, for the sake of freedom, he has to fight.

However, at this time he had no ability to think, his eyes turned blood red when he was beaten, his body was a bit sluggish, and one hand was still pinching the neck of the defeated man.

"Or else, he may be ill." Li Yifei grabbed Sachar and said.

Sasha's eyes widened and said anxiously: "I'm sick? But now it's the final battle. I'm not short of the money, the key is that I can't afford to lose."

Sachar has participated in many such competitions, but he never did it when he won the first place, so he didn't want to let it go when he had the opportunity this time.

The prince on the side issued an order to his subordinates, urging him to do it immediately, but he lost James and won the first place.

His subordinates listened to the order and walked towards James with a grinning grin, clenched their fists and bumped them, making a bang.

James was fighting another life just now. He had spent most of his strength. Now his legs and shoulders are injured, and his consciousness is a little unclear, but he knows that if someone approaches him, he will attack like crazy.

It's a pity that his body is inconvenient. His attack was more like a joke. With a punch in the face, James was beaten out and fell heavily to the ground, but he struggled hard and roared like a beast.

The other party punched James again and smashed James out. The action was simple and effective. James vomited blood in his mouth and retched. After working hard for half a minute, he stood up again and stepped towards his opponent.

Li Yifei kept frowning and watching. When James rushed up again slowly, Li Yifei suddenly moved. He rushed forward, kicked hard, and jumped into the air. In the next second, he had fallen into the martial arts competition a few meters away. In the field, the toes lightly tapped the ground, as if Li Yifei appeared between the two in an instant.

"Who is this he? Get out of here." His Royal Highness was about to cheer for his subordinates' victory, but was stopped by Li Yifei who suddenly appeared, and he was furious.

The other princes were also screaming, this kind of competition is absolutely not allowing outsiders to participate in, disrupting the game, Li Yifei's hastily entering the field, destroying fairness.

Sasha yelled to Li Yifei: "Eagle, you come out. This is the game. James himself agreed. He is willing to live and die."

Li Yifei glanced at James' opponent faintly. He was as strong as a Siberian bear, shirtless and not much muscled, but it was really strong.

On the other side, James, who was caught in the veteran syndrome, had red eyes and panting. He didn't have any kindness towards Li Yifei who suddenly appeared. Li Yifei had already taken a shot when he was about to smash his fist at Li Yifei.

A palm slashed on James' neck, and James kept his eyes, and suddenly fell down.

"That's my opponent." On the other side, the fierce mercenary stared his eyes round and was very dissatisfied with Li Yifei's behavior. He clenched his fists as if he was about to do it.

Li Yifei said lightly: "Now your opponent is me."

"Who the **** is this?" The prince patted the table and roared: "Sachar, this is your person, you or him, give me an explanation, what the **** is this guy doing, and why should he destroy it? Rules, in that circle, life and death are up to his life, he jumped in and counts."

If it is normal, the prince would not talk to Sachar like this. Although he is an elder, Sachar is a royal family kin. The status of the prince and the prince are different, and the prince and the prince are also different. The status of Sachar is still very high.

When Sachar heard the prince’s shout, the anger on his face gradually faded. Instead, he smiled, tidied his robe, and said: "His Royal Highness, I know this is not in accordance with the rules, but the rules are determined by people, since I Friends of who are interested in playing the game, I think this rule can be changed."

"Change the fart, my man is about to win, haven't you seen it?"

"Do you think I don't know the plan between you and the Muse? Separate one person, deal with me first, and let the other person pick the fruits of victory. It's a good strategy, my person is indeed recruited!" Sasha's face gradually turned. Leng, said: "Now my friend is going to play for my men. Isn’t it unruly? Yes, I press one billion dollars. If I lose, I lose money. If I win, today’s champion will go to me. Of course, the money is also It has to be given to us."

In this kind of competition, everyone has pressed millions and tens of millions, even one hundred and two hundred million have appeared, but suddenly one billion, this kind of thing has never happened.

It can be seen that Sachar was really jealous. He propped up his body, stalked his neck, stared at the prince who was his uncle in generations, and said: "Aren't you gamble?"

The prince was stimulated by this, and replied: "Bet, why not bet, one billion is it, I follow, I will let your yellow-skinned monkey fight my people."

"Okay!" Sasha turned his head and shouted to Li Yifei: "Eagle, take out your strength, and you won half of the money."

This is one billion U.S. dollars, not other currencies, but one of the most valuable currencies in the world. Sachar opened his mouth and gave half of it to Li Yifei. This generous energy made other mercenaries greedy, and they even wanted to Rush up to the game by yourself, even if you give a tenth.

One hundred million dollars, you can buy a fighter jet and can do countless things.

The prince also shouted: "Kill him to death. If you win the money, I will give you 100 million."

The prince's men laughed. In his eyes, Li Yifei was already a dead person. A yellow man whose height and weight were nearly twice as high as his weight. What's terrible, it can't be pinched to death with one hand.