Bandits join the army

The bruises on his feet had already been rubbed almost by Zhao Hongming, but it wasn't because of this that Xiao Baiyang stopped... because of him, he lost his energy.

After howling for more than ten minutes, Little Baiyang's mouth was parched and his strength was exhausted. He collapsed on the grass, but he couldn't stop humming.

Zhao Hongming's ears have been damaged, and he has a deeper understanding of Xiao Baiyang, a small man with great strength.

He didn't stop moving his hands. He glanced at the little Bai Yang, and inadvertently revealed a slight smile. The kid is really interesting. Although it's a bit annoying, it's not an exaggeration to say it's fun.

Zhao Hongming thought in his heart that he would still be here for a long time anyway, since this kid is so funny and he was ordered to influence him here, it would be good to have some fun when he has nothing to do.

At least it can make yourself more fun, why not do it?

After kneading almost, Zhao Hongming finally let go of his hand. Although this kid is not as strong as himself, he can jump for a long time. His hands are sore from struggling all the time.

I moved my sore hands, but little Bai Yang didn't move at all, and kept humming in the posture of being held hostage by him.

Sighing, he picked up the wine jar and took a sip.

"Okay, don't exaggerate, try to move it and see if it still hurts?"

Little Baiyang immediately turned over, sat on the grass, raised his legs and spun around, with a pleasant expression on his face.

"Wow~ Brother Hong Ming, you are too powerful! It really doesn't hurt anymore! Do you still have this hand?"

Facing Xiao Baiyang's flattery, Zhao Hongming couldn't help laughing, and gave Xiao Baiyang a crisp head-bump. Little Baiyang covered his head and let out a "wow".

Looking up again, this little Bai Yang had a look of grievance again, his lips were about to pout to the sky.

"Brother Hong Ming, you can't do this. If you treat me, you will be a doctor. Doctors are all doctors with benevolence. How can you still... and heal the east and tear down the west!"

Zhao Hongming listened to his false idioms and jokes, smiled a bit, this kid will change, took another sip of wine, and glanced at Little Baiyang.

"Don't you want to drink with me to relieve boredom? You are all well, then drink with me."

Only then did Xiao Baiyang remember the reason why he was here now, and said.

"Yes, yes! What's the matter, come on!"

Then he picked up the wine jar as big as his head, took a sip, wiped his mouth without changing his face, and sighed that it was delicious.

Zhao Hongming was also a little surprised, it turned out that this little Bai Yang couldn't drink, he thought that this skinny little thing was worthless, now he looked down upon him.

"You can drink?"

Zhao Hongming still didn't believe it, so he asked this sentence, Xiao Baiyang was eating a piece of meat from the oiled paper bag, his lips gleamed from the oil.

Hearing Zhao Hongming's question, he also replied frankly: "That's for sure! I'm a bandit no matter how tall I am. In Bailu Village, you go and ask anyone. Except for the little bastards who haven't grown up, both men and women drink alcohol!" "

Zhao Hongming swept Xiao Baiyang up and down, wondering if you are also a brat, but he didn't say it out, after all, they brought him wine and meat today, if he hurt others and didn't fit his character, he wasn't either. Such people.