Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

After the people in Wubao discovered that the people on the watchtower were dead, Wubao, which had been calm, suddenly exploded as if a drop of water had fallen into a frying pan.

Immediately afterwards, the people in Wubao discovered that so far, none of the goods that rushed into the forest had been caught!

The most important thing is that not even one of the brothers they rushed into the forest to arrest came back!

This is impossible!

Although they heard the gunshots in the woods, they didn't think that the brothers would directly kill the goods.

They all know how much the goods are worth. They can use empty guns to scare people, but they can kill people directly unless the goods resist desperately.

The criminals gathered together and frowned. They didn't believe that the goods had such bloody character. If they had, they wouldn't have been deceived into coming here.

The person in charge of Wubao looked at the man kneeling in front of him begging for mercy with an indifferent expression. He was another guard on the tower, but he neglected to watch, leaving only the dead man to watch alone.

Due to unknown reasons, there is no surveillance equipment installed in the Wubao. There is only video equipment. After each segment is filmed, a dedicated person will check it. Once it is confirmed that there is no abnormality, it will be destroyed immediately.

Because of this, no matter where you go in or out of the Wubao, no matter what position, there are two people, and they are randomly selected every day to supervise each other.

But now...

The person in charge of Wubao endured the anger, closed his eyes, and tilted his head. A young man with a scar face next to him seemed to have received an order. He immediately stepped forward and loaded the gun in his hand. Regardless of the man's frightened expression, he did not hesitate. He shot the man in the head.

The voice begging for mercy stopped suddenly, and the man threw forward, his wide-open eyes stained red by the blood flowing out. Soon, the sand under his head was also wet with blood.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became quiet, for fear that if I said one more word, I would be the next to die.

The person in charge of Wubao stood up, glanced at a circle of people, and said sternly: "Since we have established good relations with the surrounding villages, many of you have become lax. I emphasize again that if anyone makes a mistake again, Not only you will be like this person, but your family members, I guarantee, they will definitely appear in Wubao!"

It is self-evident what it means for their family members to appear in Wubao.

This passage was translated into several other languages ​​by people around the person in charge of Wubao, and everyone present was notified.

Not everyone is cold-blooded and has no regard for their family.

Not everyone is an orphan without parents or relatives.

The crowd was a little commotion for a moment, but soon calmed down.

Seeing that the threat was effective, the person in charge of Wubao looked at the people present coldly, turned and left.

What he is most worried about now is the supplies in the watchtower, but to open the door of the watchtower, another key is needed, and the person in charge with the other key is now out to pick up their rich man, at least It will take four or five days to come back.

For some reason, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart, urging him to leave here quickly, but he thought about how much money the upcoming rich man would give him, as well as the supplies in the watchtower, especially the important batch of goods. , his footsteps were firmly fixed in the Wubao.

He really couldn't bear it.

"Uncle Ake, do we want to go out and look for those people who went out?" asked a young man with a scar face following behind the person in charge of Wubao.

The person in charge of Wubao shook his head, "If you don't look for it, let's announce it. From now on, everyone who comes back must have their identity checked strictly before they can be let in."

If you have doubts in your heart, those people will become abandoned, but even if they are abandoned, they can still be sold for a few dollars.

Thinking of this, the person in charge of Wubao took out his phone and prepared to inform the superiors not to arrange any more goods. His existing manpower may not be able to arrange it.

……

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, Qianghua closed her eyes and slowed down her breathing.

Then she felt her footsteps stop beside her, and then the dead leaves on her body were peeled away.

Qianghua "weakly" opened her eyes and met a pair of worried eyes.

"Hurry! This man is still alive!" The man shouted in a low voice toward the distance.

The sound sounds like that of a young man.

Qianghua suddenly felt embarrassed in her heart. Alas, even a centenarian now seems to her like a young man...

Bah, that's too far.

The young man's call soon summoned two more people.

"Ding Bo, don't you know some medical skills? Show her quickly, how is she doing now?" the young man said to one person in a somewhat anxious tone.

As he spoke, he raised Qianghua's hand and put it in front of the person.

Qianghua was stunned, is she a Chinese medicine doctor?

She's going to die, her pulse is beating very happily now.

His lips were slightly parted, and a breath-reducing pill entered his throat instantly, and his pulse soon calmed down.

"Put her down flat!" Ding Bo said helplessly, and then put his hand on Qianghua's wrist.

To the touch, the pulse seems to be there or not.

“Hiss——” Ding Bo’s expression was strange, attracting the eyes of the other two people.

The young man was impatient and spoke quickly, "What are you saying? Tell me what's going on with this guy!"

Ding Bo frowned, a little unsure, "This pulse doesn't look like a death pulse, but it seems to be there or not, and I can't be sure. Maybe this person is someone with a strange pulse..."

The young man asked: "Is she okay?"

This was the first person he saved!

How memorable!

Ding Bo rolled his eyes at the young man and said angrily, "Zhang Cheng, how many times have I told you, I'm not a doctor, I just learned to feel the pulse from my old man for a few months, and I can't even recite the Tangtou song. It’s ripe! Let’s put it this way, she’s not dead yet.”

Zhang Cheng glared at him angrily: "...Tell me about you, how come your ancestral craftsmanship has been cut off now? You are ashamed of your ancestors!"

Ding Bo: "...I..."

"Ding Bo, Zhang Cheng, please stop talking and take the people away!" The other person sounded helpless.

When the two of them heard this, they shrank their necks and shut their mouths honestly.

Soon, Qianghua was carried on the back of the young man Zhang Cheng.

Opening his eyes a thin slit, he discovered that they were now walking deeper into the forest.

She has never walked this road.

The other two people guarded Zhang Cheng's left and right sides, because it was difficult to walk in the forest at night.

Seeing Qianghua opening her eyes slightly, the man saw it and quickly put his ear over, as if he wanted to hear what she had to say.

Qianghua: "..." Does she want to say something to prove that she is still alive and has hope of living?

"water……"

Upon hearing this, the man quickly took out a flat kettle from his waist, opened the lid, and brought it to her mouth.

Ding Bo on the other side saw this and immediately said: "Brother Mao, she is not fully awake yet, feed her less and slower, otherwise she may choke."

Brother Mao glanced at him, "How could I not know?"

As he spoke, his hand movements unconsciously became a little gentler.

Qianghua: "..." She should be more honest and don't say anything.