[Comprehensive] The best assist

It is very unwise to ask "who are you" at this time, I took a step back vigilantly and put my back against the tree trunk, and the person who came was walking towards me at the same speed.

The clouds in the sky slowly slid by, the bright moon flashed, and I saw their faces clearly—there were three people who came, and I didn’t recognize the faces, the key was that they all had conspicuous unicorn logos on their chests.Gendarmerie?No, isn't the Survey Corps persuading him to join the team today? Why are the members of the Gendarmerie here?

I felt that kind of substantive malice, and immediately yelled at them with a sinking dantian: "Shou! Long! Good! You don't sleep in the middle of the night! You are so elegant!"

"Cover his mouth!"

The leading voice twitched and pointed at me. I wanted to run away, but the two of them rushed out from behind him and held me down. They knocked my head on the ground. I was so dizzy from the hit. Another person took the opportunity to bite a thick hemp rope into my teeth the moment I opened my mouth, preventing me from making a sound.

These people obviously came prepared, if they didn't expect me to be so witty enough to growl when they met, they probably wouldn't give me a chance to speak from the beginning, and would sneak up on me from behind.

This place is not far from the dormitory, I hope Sakata Gintoki can hear it.But would he be wise enough to think that I was in danger?I regret it now, I should have called for help if I knew it earlier, and this Sakata Gintoki must understand.

"Join the Survey Corps, 104th batch of recruits, big golden curly hair..." The person holding me pulled my head up to look at it, while muttering: "Sir, he should be right."

"Do you want to deal with it directly?"

"Catch it and go back. Didn't he give Erwin the first-hand information? It's hard to get something from Erwin, but it's much easier to get information from a recruit."

How did they know I gave Commander Erwin the information?I had obviously invited people out before, so who would have seen it?

The thick rope that was strangling my teeth caused unbearable pain on both sides of my face. I struggled subconsciously a few times, and the man behind me held down my vest. He didn't speak, and I just felt my right thumb being snapped , A sharp needle was inserted into the gap between the nails, and I curled up into a ball in pain.The needle stuck to the tender flesh under my nail and stirred it back and forth a few times, and the thumbnail was peeled off completely.The body began to convulse and convulse in stress, but could only let out a vague whimper, the mouth was squeezed by the rough hemp rope for a long time, and the saliva was torn into silk threads and flowed out of the mouth.

"Little guy, you don't want to have the nails stripped off all ten fingers, do you? Be honest."

The man spoke close to my ear, and his tone was so gloomy that my hairs stood on end.I can't think of anything now, my head is numb, and my forehead is covered with a thin layer of sweat because of the pain.This is the legendary Ten Fingers Connecting Hearts... Are these people really the gendarmerie?Are they so cruel? !

I was thinking about Sakata Gintoki in my heart, hoping that he would be handsome again and save the hero or something, but he never showed up.These people moved very quickly. I was blindfolded with a black cloth on my eyes, and then I was stuffed into a carriage. My eyes were unable to see, and my hands were tied behind my back. The missing nails on my fingertips could not heal, and the pain became more and more intense. And the fear of the unknown made me mentally tense to the extreme.

I think this is probably the so-called "helplessness". In the past, no matter how bad the situation was or how dangerous the environment was, at least Gintoki Sakata was always by my side, but today... today woohoo!Where is Sakata Gintoki?Your brother has been robbed, bastard!

There was one person driving the car, and one was sitting on one side of the car. They didn't relax their guard on me even when they got in the car. They each held my arm and sat on both sides of me.There were kerosene lamps in the carriage, and the dim light allowed me to finally see their faces clearly. The leader was a guy with a mustache, about 40 years old, and the other was not too young, so it could be seen that he was not a recruit.

"Oh, you have a really nice face. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so rough on you." The younger one spoke, and he leaned over to touch my face. His voice was sticky and perverted. The look of excitement is really outrageous.

"Skin is so smooth, it can't be a girl."

"Haytham!" The 40-year-old gendarme shouted in disgust, "Restrain your stink, he is our important prisoner."

"Of course I know, it's just a small inspection of the whole body, what if a girl is really caught."

That guy suddenly grabbed my head and slammed it against the wall of the carriage. My originally tense body slid down the carriage uncontrollably. The kerosene lamp hanging in the corner flickered, and I was in a daze Seeing someone lift the door curtain of the car and poke in, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"What happened...it's you again, Haytham, please restrain yourself a little bit, when will your preference for abusing prisoners be corrected."

I could hear that he wasn't really trying to persuade him, but he was more interested in watching the fun.Before I had time to think more, I was pulled up from the ground by the hair of that man named Haitham. While he was talking, checking to see if it was a boy, he put his hand into my uniform. I struggled violently and was rubbing my chest. His fingers suddenly pinched my body and twisted it hard.

"So weak, do you still want to donate your heart to mankind like this? I have never been used to the group of bumbling guys from the Survey Corps. If it falls into my hands today, I will definitely not let him pass the test easily."

Haytham ripped my clothes off and threw me on the ground, then kicked hard on the softest part of my stomach.I curled up and couldn't help but shed tears—if I could talk now, I would try my best to scold him like a dog. If you don't like the survey corps, go find them. It's so useless to vent your anger on recruits!If you have the ability to fight Levi, fight Erwin!

After being kicked and kicked by him a few times, I felt like I was about to ascend to heaven. My soul dragged the memory in my head and kept trying to get out of my body. I was so scared that I bit the tip of my tongue quickly. The pain can help me maintain A certain degree of sobriety.

This time is different from Meteor Street. I don’t have so many points to squander. Right now, my merit points are only barely enough to eat and wear. I have been relying on the fact that the system provides information to make rapid changes. I can't afford to die once now.

"Hey! Stop it, he looks like he's dying. If you kill him, it's worthless to give it to the higher authorities. After all, we didn't get any information from him."

"As long as the report is reported to the higher-ups, Erwin will suffer a lot, and we won't need to do anything by then."

"The group of veterans are still afraid of Irwin. Without him, whoever organizes more people to go out of the wall to die. You won't tear yourself apart with them unless you have to. Do you still want to be promoted?"

Only then did Haytham stop the violent behavior in rough clothes. He had just found a place to sit down when the carriage stopped abruptly, and the guy who just stopped frowned: "Vanase! You don't even have a carriage. Can you drive! We can’t go back before dawn like this stop and go!”

"This, what is this... ah!!!"

There was a scream from outside the carriage, and the three of them, including me, cast their eyes on the door of the carriage, and there was no sound for a while.Human beings are always afraid of the unknown, and the man who drove the carriage died after leaving the imaginative last words. It is still in a place where giants are prevalent. It is easy to cause misunderstanding.I don't quite know why I should be afraid of that thing, but Haytham was quite frightened, and I could clearly hear his swallowing.

"Who the hell is playing tricks!"

He picked up the gun and walked a few steps, trying to pull the curtain of the carriage door open, but the heavy curtain suddenly broke into two pieces, which seemed to be cut off by a sharp object such as a knife, and fell off with a clatter.In the soft and dim light of the kerosene lamp, a small palm-sized shadow flapped its wings quickly like a hummingbird. I took a closer look and found that it was the original Gintoki Sakata.

He is wearing a three-dimensional mobile device, but it is not a three-dimensional mobile device in the ordinary sense in the giant world. I specially modified it for him when I was in Meteor Street, fearing that he would encounter an accident. Sakata Gintoki did not take it after wearing it once Come out, and here I appear in front of people with my brother's upright identity, and I don't need this small device, but I didn't expect it to come in handy at this moment.

"To butcher those idiots, you have to cut off the back of the neck. Humans don't have to worry about it. Anyway, there are flaws everywhere." Sakata Gintoki's voice was very low, but because of his small size, he looked abnormally slender, which created a kind of A spooky eerie feeling.

It turned out that he had accidentally returned to his original state.

I reacted, and with all my strength, I swiped the bound feet forward, hitting Haitham's hamstring, but I couldn't keep up with the strength and only made him stagger a few steps forward.Sakata Gintoki kicked half of the door curtain with his boots, spun up with a left-handed force, and slashed at Hailsen's Adam's apple, cutting off his carotid artery.

I forced myself to squint my eyes, and saw Sakata Gin's blood-stained silver hair from the light of water—it should be said that his whole body was blood-stained, and he flew up and down, left and right, dexterously like a hummingbird to avoid other people. A man's hunt.The unknown gendarme in his 40s had half of his hand cut off first, and two knives were stuck in his eyes. He stumbled in the narrow compartment and fell down.

Sakata Gintoki suddenly stopped the frequency of flapping his wings, and fell down from mid-air. I rolled around on the spot and caught him with my soft belly. By the way, I saw the gendarme whose head hit the railing outside the carriage and his brains were splashing everywhere. .Sakata Yinshi climbed onto my face, a blood-spattered face was enlarged before my eyes, I looked straight at him, blinked, a line of tears slid down the corner of my eyes.

He cut the rope between my teeth with that knife that was still stained with blood, then pressed his little hand on my cheek, and pulled it violently: "It's disfigured..."

"It hurts!" I couldn't help but let out a cry, and then sighed helplessly: "Is it okay for you to be handsome after all... Also, why are you running around in this form and being treated like a fly swatter?" What if I die!"

"The thing you made has a big bug. It can only take off but not land. Every time it lands, you have to fall down. Don't move, I will help you untie it."

"Besides, if I don't save you, Ah Yin will keep in this state forever, so it will be even more tragic." Sakata Yinshi strenuously passed over my shoulder and cut the ropes that bound my hands and feet, and I was completely relieved. , lay flat on the floor.

I was very happy to be rescued, and besides being happy, I also felt a sense of sadness—I had to ask Gintoki Sakata to rescue me at some point, but in the end I became a burden...

"What kind of expression do you have?" Sakata Gintoki jumped into the half-torn strawberry milk box and took a rag to bathe himself. He quickly washed himself pink.

"...Well, it's nothing." Disgusting himself for being useless, he couldn't even say it: "Have you finished washing? After washing, drink a few sips to get bigger and get out of here quickly. Three gendarmes died. If we find out, we will be in big trouble. Sigh...I originally wanted to grab a few guns, so don’t take the stolen goods away.”

"Who can drink bath water! Give me another bottle!"

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