The big eyes of the little girl couldn't help but start blinking, Chen Chong, who hadn't yet received a reply, looked at the little Jia, and couldn't help but get angry, his face immediately turned black, Chen Chong took the initiative to stay, and he didn't tell Hu Fang at all, now the second company's Xiao Jia suddenly appeared, obviously to monitor the little girl's actions, everyone pushed it one by one, and he Chen Chong's purpose couldn't be explained!

Xiao Ganchai in the water suddenly shouted angrily at Xiao Jia: "Get out! Believe it or not, I shot you to death? ”

The little girl finally frowned: "I'll count to three!" Wu Shishi finally stopped the shovel in his hand and raised the dead fish eye towards Xiao Jia.

Everything under the sun was obviously very hot, Xiao Jia felt a chill down his spine, and stared blankly at the image of the little traitor in black and white, which completely confirmed the concept that was instilled on the first day she came to the independent regiment: she was a big bully.

I want to turn around and run, but I have a task; I want to continue poking here, but my legs are weak. In a hurry, he finally remembered the jealousy and hatred of some of his comrades-in-arms of the Second Company, gritted his teeth, and tentatively shouted with a broken jar: "I'm a fast leg!" I'm the communicator of the second company, and I'm fast-legged! ”

It's incredible, the girl who lacks virtue didn't count again, so Wu Shi bent down again to repair his turret, Xiao Jia in the sun felt hot again, felt uncomfortable sweating in the military uniform, raised his arm and rubbed his own mud, and at this moment he seriously considered accepting the nickname imposed on him by the company commander......

The charcoal fire was dark red, and at the same time the soldering iron was red, and the heat filled the torture chamber, and the smoke made the rancid air choke, breathe, suffocate, and breathe again. :3し

Lu Hang was hanging under the scarred spine, the blood stains slid down the wound, becoming slightly viscous, and the sweat also slid down the wound, diluting the blood stains, and the pain was accompanied by the heat.

The executioner put down the bloody whip, had to take off his sweaty coat, and also got up, grabbing a dirty towel to wipe the sweat from his neck.

"There are a lot of old scars! Injury and punishment are two different things, have you realized it? This has nothing to do with being afraid of death! ”

In pain, he opened his narrow eyes, barely raised his head, his eyes fell on the water cup on the table, and he said dryly: "Can you give it a good time?" ”

The executioner left the towel, took the glass of water and drank it down, then gasped tiredly: "Who do you think of me?" What do you think...... Am I an inhuman executioner? I've never killed anyone, never will, I'm not an executioner. ”

This answer made Lu Hang, who was in pain, couldn't help but smile lightly: "So...... You're a good guy. ”

"God gives suffering to all beings, but all beings worship God. Am I not living in pain? ”

"Could it be...... Do you need me to sympathize with you? ”

The executioner did not answer the question, staring at the charcoal in the brazier, a little distracted: "The soldering iron can be used." In fact, the burning is not as painful as you imagined, what really hurts you is the fear, and the imprint that cannot disappear, this is like my inscription, in fact...... Sometimes...... I also wake up from nightmares. ”

There is a specialization in the art industry, this is a professional executioner, he has no anger on his body, he looks even more melancholy than the prisoner, but Lu Hang wants to kill him for no reason, he doesn't need a reason at all, he just wants to kill him, like a human executioner!

"I have important information! I ask to be transferred to the gendarmerie! I want to see Taijun! The words were said by Lu Hang gritted his teeth.

The executioner remained calm: "Finally willing to speak? Don't expect your Vice-Captain Li to save you anymore? I didn't think you would give in so quickly, it's not what I had a hunch. I can't bear to let you speak, you know? I can't bear to let you speak, you should stick to it to the end. You've let me down! ”

"Eight roads are going to attack the county in the near future, and the target may be the police force, they must be trying to rescue someone. Did you hear me? Good! ”

The executioner's face was expressionless: "What do you think...... Is this what I want? ”

"Captain Zhang...... There is collusion with the Eight Roads, I know it well, and I can testify. Things have to start with Zhangjiazhen, about him and the Qingshan Village Special Operations Company......"

……

The sun poured down like loneliness, a dirty street shone everywhere, and the afternoon was empty.

Under a slightly crooked telephone pole, leaning on a slightly crooked dog traitor, black shoes, black pants and black clothes, black top hat pressed slightly low, still could not cover the slightly melancholy face, the box gun holster was hung casually on one shoulder, and did not slant back, there was a blue M1932 in it, he looked down at the pocket watch in his hand, silver.

The child who sold cigarettes came from the end of the street, and the dirty face began to laugh when he saw the figure poked under the telephone pole, and trotted to the front with the broken cigarette rack hanging on his chest: "What's the pack?" ”

The dog traitor picked up his pocket watch and stretched out listlessly: "I was slaughtered by an enemy yesterday, is it okay to take a bag on credit?" ”

The smile on the dirty face disappeared in an instant: "Why don't you use that pocket watch!" ”

"I find you kid impersonal! The heart is eaten by the dog! Even if Lao Tzu robs you, why do you dare to shout? After finishing speaking, he picked up a pack of cigarettes from the cigarette rack, tore open the package on the spot, took out a cigarette, and lit it in his mouth.

Shengsheng was robbed of a pack of cigarettes, and the mood of the child who sold cigarettes plummeted, but he still didn't leave, bit his lip and raised his head: "My mother asked me to ask you if you can come to the house for dinner." ”

Throw away the extinguished matchstick and spit out a cigarette: "Why? I don't know your mother? ”

"She also asked me to tell you that my father's leg is not healed, and he can't get up from the kang at all." The child twitched his dirty face very unhappily, paused and muttered: "I don't know, we can't eat enough, why should we feed you!" ”

The dog traitor turned his head to look at the cigarette seller next to him, suddenly sighed, raised his hand and grabbed the top of the child's unkempt head: "Do you want to earn a sum of money for your father to buy medicine?" ”

"You pay me back the cigarette money first!"

"Listen to me, when I leave in a while, someone will definitely find you, and you will ask for money first."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Because you've been muttering to me for too long. I'm a cash cow! Do you understand? Burn incense, you conscienceless little! Take your box of cigarettes, and I'm embarrassed to chirp with me. When the time comes, you will say this to them......"

Soon after, the cigarette seller turned to leave, walked a few steps and stopped, turned back and asked, "By the way, how can I answer my mother asking me about you?" Are you coming? ”

The dog traitor, who had already taken a few steps in the other direction, stopped, and also turned around, Kabakaba eyes: "Just like you bear, you must not kill me on your kang!" Go back and tell your mother, bury your crippled father alive, he will drag your family to death sooner or later! ”

The cigarette seller was stunned for a few seconds, he really couldn't understand what the first half of the sentence meant, and after thinking of the last sentence, he finally got angry, bent down to copy a stone from the ground, and threw it at the dog traitor: "Why don't you bury your father alive!" You're the whole family! ”。

Dirty and messy side streets, the back of the dog traitor is far away.

The child was still cursing in the sun, and suddenly two black-clothed figures hurried over, one of them continued to go in the direction where the dog traitor disappeared, and the other grabbed the neck of the cigarette seller on the spot: "Little cub, have you played enough?" What did he tell you? ”