Bandits join the army

Just imagine, in the middle of the night now, under the refraction of dozens of moonlights, the eyes are shining, no matter who it is, it will suddenly feel a little creepy...

Zhao Hongming's hairs stood on end for a moment, but he still forcibly restrained his expression from changing drastically, but his heart was still stunned.

Zhao Hongming: "What are you looking at?"

Everyone: "..."

A group of people didn't know what to say, some were yelled at by Zhao Hongming's loud voice, and they didn't know whether to speak, but there were also some bold ones who hesitated to speak.

"Uh... Chief Zhao... Really, really pickpocketed?"

Zhao Hongming threw a sharp look at him. Fortunately, he was always so strict, and no one suspected that he might be in a bad mood now.

"This is the order of your officer Bai. What are you asking me for? Hurry up! I have to go back in a while! Those who don't want to sleep can spend their time here."

After saying this, Zhao Hongming walked quickly in the opposite direction without turning his head, sat casually on a nearby dirt slope half a person's height, and lit a cigarette with fierce eyes.

The firelight helped his face look more fierce, and no one dared to have any objections this time.

What Zhao Hongming meant was that he was determined to watch them do things. Although everyone moved slowly, they moved anyway, although they were very reluctant.

"You are soldiers, and they are enemies. If they really become ghosts and haunt you, then you should drive them back to your own country, and don't let them occupy the place of ghosts in our country!"

Zhao Hongming is still a person who upholds the usual upright aura, does not do bad things and is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. For this time, it can be regarded as coming in handy.

These words seem to be very simple, but the power contained in them is not just so short-lived.

I don't know if Bai Feifei would look at Zhao Hongming differently if he heard Zhao Hongming's words at this time.

A group of people were also inspired by Zhao Hongming's idea, and they couldn't help feeling the same: Yes, they were defeated by the people here just now, and I don't know how many compatriots they killed. If they weren't stopped by Bai Feifei's ingenious plan today, they would go back to school in two days. They are the ones who have left the battlefield.

And they don't have the resourcefulness and ability of Chief Bai, so there must be casualties. Thinking about it this way, they not only want to thank Chief Bai for solving the trouble before them, so the request made by Bai Feifei is still so simple, but they I just thought of some unwarranted things and was whirling here.

They were suddenly a little ashamed, and they turned their heads to look at Zhao Hongming. He had already turned his head to look at the woods where the vehicle was hiding. Who is it.

A group of people saw that Zhao Hongming couldn't be soft-hearted anymore, and they didn't intend to back down now, so they simply did it with Lulu's arms and wrists.

There were only three people in the car heading for the barracks in the distance, a driver was driving in front, and Jing Shuiliang was holding a handkerchief and dipping a water bottle in the back, and Bai Feifei, who had "made a great contribution", was wiping the remaining filth little by little. , Bai Feifei's expression of guilty conscience and panic was gradually revealed on his pink face.

Jing Shuiliang's movements were gentle and meticulous, and he didn't intend to let go of every inch of Bai Feifei's face, as if Bai Feifei's face was some kind of expensive jade that needed to be carefully wiped to make it moist and flawless.

Bai Feifei was terrified of Jing Shuiliang's tenderness. Normally, he would have come first to be flattered, and then quickly stuck it up. No matter what, he would have to give him a sticky kiss to be satisfied.

But today...

He is a person who made a mistake, and it was a mistake to play with his own life. Although there is no danger or danger, it is really not a trivial matter...

If Jing Shuiliang is sullen now, it is best to scold him a few more words, that would be the best.

It's not that he's a cheap person and has to scold him, but that he's not at ease, and he's getting more and more at ease...

Pupil carefully and closely observed every movement of Jing Shuiliang. Jing Shuiliang had a calm demeanor. He was holding a handkerchief to fight against the last bit of dirt on his face. His brows were raised and intertwined, but he never exerted too much force on his hands. the meaning of.

The movements were so light that Bai Feifei could hardly feel them.

Bai Feifei is both happy and sad now, I don't know what happened to Jing Shuiliang today, it is so different from the past, so different...

In the end, Jing Shuiliang defeated Bai Feifei's face, but the most commonly used silk scarf and handkerchief in his hand could not see any high-end shadows at all, it was black and white, and it looked like a reflective rag.

Bai Feifei originally thought that he had finished tidying up, but this time he was going to get down to business, so he immediately tightened his grip, thinking that he was finally going to clean himself up now?

Seeing that Jing Shuiliang folded his handkerchief neatly again, and then rinsed it with water outside the car.

"It's so bad? Throw it away, and I'll buy you a new one later!"

Bai Feifei actually said this to please, but it was obviously useless. After Jing Shuiliang finished washing, he turned his head, his eyes were not fully raised, his expression was half-opened and half-covered, and he turned a deaf ear to Bai Feifei's words.

Bai Feifei thought he had said the wrong thing again, so he shut up and dared not speak, but saw Jing Shuiliang reaching out his hand again, and wiped away all the ashes and blood stains on his hands.

Bai Feifei's palms were moist, and his heart couldn't help but soften a little, wondering if he had really gone too far.

In fact, Jing Shuiliang treated him pretty well, except that he never said that he liked him, and he cared about him all the time...

He suddenly regretted it, regretted torturing a person who was afraid of losing him so much. He knew everything, but he never thought about Jing Shuiliang, who was an officer.

"Today's matter,"

Jing Shuiliang opened his mouth suddenly, Bai Feifei raised his head very quickly, his heart tightened all of a sudden, he didn't know whether Jing Shuiliang was going to get candy or punishment next.

Jing Shuiliang quickly answered the next sentence, as if he didn't want to hang Bai Feifei's heart.

"Let's go back and talk about it. Don't think too much. You have merit, and I recognize it."

This sentence didn't make Bai Feifei's heart relax, but it made him sway even more.

The longer this kind of thing drags on, the more uneasy he becomes, as if something big is about to happen, "He won't really lose Jing Shuiliang, will he?" Startled.

However, this thought was like a wild grass field that no one patronized, and it grew wildly in an instant, and Bai Feifei's heart was even more disturbed.