Marshal, your wife is trying to die again

Yang Qiwei accidentally saw their expressions, the sadness was swept away, and the anger filled his heart again.

"What are you looking at!" he roared angrily.

The few people were afraid of getting sick from the stimulation of the meat ticket, so they didn't talk back, they turned around and didn't look at it.

It's just that when he turned his eyes, the look of contempt still made Yang Qiwei feel uncomfortable.

After everyone left, he raised his fist angrily and slammed it on the bed.

In the afternoon, Xiang Xi received the news that Yang Qiwei was able to come out to bask in the sun.

She didn't delay, hurried over, and saw a figure sitting on a chair in the yard, her face was swollen like a pig's head.

Xiang Xi's eyes widened, and he couldn't help asking, "What's going on?"

Yang Qiwei just glanced at her and didn't want to say more.

Xiang Xi rolled his eyes, and quickly understood what was going on. Without asking further, he took out his small notebook and focused on his plan for today.

Yang Qiwei looked at Xiang Xi as if he didn't see it, he felt less embarrassed, but more disappointed.

He really is a meat ticket, a meat ticket that is not seen in the eyes.

Xiang Xi opened the notebook and began to ask questions one by one.

Yang Qiwei didn't say a word at first, but after thinking about it, he still told what he knew.

What are you angry with her for?

Xiang Xi didn't even think about this series of psychological activities, she is not a little girl who has not experienced much in the world.

In the eight years of the previous life, I experienced warmth, but more, I still felt the badness of people's hearts.

During the period when Jingzhou was not captured, they and the Yang family could only stand on opposite sides.

On the other side, Lin Feng stood in Ji Xiuyuan's office.

"It's been almost half a month now, and Lu Hongwen still hasn't responded to our request." He frowned, obviously very unhappy.

Ji Xiuyuan heard it, but didn't say anything.

This response, of course, refers to the request for materials. It is impossible for the Yang family not to give it, so it is Lu Jiashan's claim?

Lin Feng waited for a long time before Ji Xiuyuan raised his head and gave him a rather strange look.

"I heard you moved your hands and feet last night?"

Lin Feng's expression became a little embarrassed in an instant, he nodded, "Yes, isn't the grandson whose surname is Yang..."

Ji Xiuyuan waved a hand to interrupt his accusation.

"I didn't ask that. Now you take someone to take some photos and send them to the Yang family. You really think that the captives are on vacation at our Ji family." Ji Xiuyuan said with a smile on his face.

Lin Feng's eyes lit up when he heard this, it's a good idea.

"Okay, I'll do it now!" He replied, turned around and walked out with his things.

The smile on the corner of Ji Xiuyuan's mouth gradually cooled down until it disappeared, and then he picked up the book in his hand again.

Xiang Xi had already finished his work, looked at Yang Qiwei's eyes looking at him eagerly, and was just thinking about something to say to resolve the embarrassment, when Lin Feng came with a group of people.

"Oh, Xiang Xi, you're here too." Lin Feng greeted with a smile, without saying much, turned around and directed his subordinates, and came in with his things.

Xiang Xi saw that it was a set of torture equipment and tattered prison uniforms.

Is this going to be punished?

I frowned and felt bad, the effect of softness is already good, now it's really unnecessary to make it harder.

When Yang Qiwei saw Lin Feng, he felt angry, but when he turned his head, he saw Xiang Xi looking at those things with a look of disapproval, and he felt like a spring breeze in an instant.

She worries about him.

Immediately full of confidence, he looked at Lin Feng and smiled.

"What are you doing, this is extorting a confession by torture? Tell you, I will not accept that."

As soon as Yang Qiwei finished speaking, Lin Feng rushed over and slapped him on the head.

"Slap your head, who said that I was tortured to extract a confession, can't I just do it for fun!"

Yang Qiwei was caught off guard by this extremely indignity slap, and all the pains all over his body seemed to intensify in an instant.

He hugged his head and was about to rush forward with a yelp. It was fine to beat him in the middle of the night, but he was still beating someone in front of Xiang Xi!

All of Yang Qiwei's rationality was instantly swallowed up to nothing.

When Lin Feng saw it, he was excited, ready to add some "materials" to the "props".

Immediately raised his fists, ready to fight.

"Enough!" Xiang Xi's voice suddenly rang out from the side.

The two of them stopped moving for a moment, and both looked at Chief Xiang who seemed to be angry.

She glanced at Yang Qiwei angrily, then turned her head and asked Lin Feng, "What are you planning to do?"

Lin Feng put away his fists, scratched the back of his head, "Yes, get ready, take some photos."

Xiang Xi thought about it, as long as it wasn't forced, she wasn't interested in it.

So he turned his head and only said two words to Yang Qiwei, "Cooperate."

"Okay." He nodded obediently without any objection.

When Lin Feng saw this scene, his fists were itchy again.

At the same time, the subordinates have already arranged a firewood room next to the small courtyard, which has become a temporary photography studio.

Yang Qiwei changed into a clean and tidy cotton robe, and put on a prison robe covered in blood and dirt.

What's even more frightening is that there are traces of whips that were cut open and stained with blood.

After being hung on the wooden shelf, Yang Qiwei realized and asked aloud, "What is this for?"

The soldiers under him silently smeared the plasma on his face, making the swollen cheeks look even more shocking.

Then he messed up his clean hair, making it more like that.

Lin Feng looked at Yang Qiwei's more tragic appearance, touched his chin and nodded in satisfaction.

Then with a wave of his hand, the cameraman moved the heavy camera, everything was ready, and began to take pictures.

Xiang Xi and Lin Feng walked out.

She asked aloud, "Is this going to be sent to the Yang family?"

Lin Feng nodded, "That's right, things haven't come for a long time, and I can't get on the road, so I have to go down the road."

Xiang Xi also knew about this situation. In her opinion, it was a pity that the supplies were not given, but it was normal.

After all, in a war, sometimes a batch of supplies is indeed more important than a human life, even if the origin of this human life is still a little bit out of the ordinary.

It's a pity that the materials were actually provided to Lu Hongwen.

Before Xiang Xi, Lin Feng also managed materials part-time. He usually only thinks about two things, one is to win the battle, and the other is to think about how to get more benefits from the enemy.

Although we don't care about the materials now, the old problem is still there. Yang Qiwei, a fat sheep, must be ruthless and solid.

And Ji Xiuyuan obviously thought so too.

A lot of photos were taken, and the cameraman was not satisfied.

"No way, lieutenant, this look is obviously a look of righteousness. The Yang family may have ignored it in order to fulfill righteousness."

The cameraman ran out, wiped the sweat from his head, and said to Lin Feng and Xiang Xi.

When the two heard this, they frowned.

This is a difficult problem.