What a ridiculous thing this is.
Lu Jingyi started laughing, tears streaming down her cheeks in hot drops.
"Xiaojing, don't cry anymore, it's all daddy's fault, it's all daddy's fault." Although Lu Zhendong was always kindly and friendly to his daughter, he didn't have much experience comforting her.
On this training ground.
Lu Jianjun took on ten people at once, all by himself.
Sweat dripped down hotly as he vented his inner sorrow.
"This lad...." The battalion chief took out his binoculars and watched the scene, sighing helplessly.
Let the lad vent it all out.
Yun Hao saw this scene, too, and swiftly walked over.
What on earth happened to him?
That he ended up like this?
"What's going on?"
The person asked, assuming they were just here to watch the show, said, "Deputy Commander Lu, I'm not quite sure. He started out fighting one-on-one, then it was one against two, one against three and now it's one against ten."
