[The moment the bullet penetrated his chest, Lin Xiaotian heard the countdown to death!
Three years ago, when his family was wiped out, he carried a pack of explosives and massacred the nest of overseas terrorists. Three years later, he took off his armor and returned home, only to be surrounded by gangsters. Bullets pierced his lungs, and blood soaked the gilded national emblem on his discharge certificate. His last glance saw Chen Zhenhai step on his face and sneer: "How dare an ant check my arms? Go to hell and ask the Lord of Hell for a knife!"
"Ding! Military simulator activated——"
