"Camp, it's a pity."

Zhang Jinpeng sat next to Yang Yun and said with some annoyance while eating meat.

"What's the pity?"

Yang Yun swallowed the barbecue in his mouth, turned his head and looked at him a little strangely and asked.

"I didn't pay attention at first, when I shot the devils, I smashed almost all the wine jars in this courtyard, and there were only these jars left, if I hadn't watched it, maybe these rabbit cubs would have drunk all the wine."

Zhang Jinpeng pointed to several wine jars on the side and said.

Yang Yun looked in the direction of Zhang Jinpeng's finger, and sure enough, there were several wine jars there, but half of them were empty.

"Where did all this wine come from, the little devils?"

"Yingza, do you need to ask? Of course, they were all collected by the little devils from those restaurants or taverns in the city. ”

Zhang Jinpeng didn't think about it, but replied out loud.

"Huh! That's terrible, if you take a few brothers and go around the city again, the little devil must not have finished the wine, otherwise it would be impossible for the entire Danyang City to have only such a little wine. ”

"Oops! How did I not think of it? ”

Hearing the words of battalion commander Yang Yun, Zhang Jinpeng slapped his head and said a little suddenly.

"Huh! Lao Zhang, just you, seeing these wine and meat in front of you, it's not like a male dog in heat seeing a big flower, if you can still think of looking for some wine, it is not normal!

Also, I guess most of this wine was killed by your kid, right? ”

Liu Zhenhai bit off a piece of meat from the roast lamb leg in his hand, and then said while eating.

"Uh...... This ......"

"What, this, that?"

Seeing Zhang Jinpeng's spitting appearance, Liu Zhenhai smiled and continued to nibble on the roast leg of lamb in his hand, but Yang Yun's face sank and asked lightly.

"Camp, this ...... This wine, I also drank a small half jar, and the rest was drunk by these little rabbit cubs, if I hadn't stopped it, saying that you haven't drunk it yet, it is estimated that these little rabbit cubs can drink all this wine! ”

While speaking, Zhang Jinpeng also glanced at the brothers under him from time to time, and when he saw that they were a little uncooperative, he immediately glared again.

It looks like saying: "If you little rabbit cubs dare to betray Lao Tzu, see how Lao Tzu will clean you up in the future!" ”

Two brothers heard their company commander Zhang Jinpeng put a basin on his head, and originally wanted to find the battalion commander Yang Yun to tell him about his grievances.

But when they looked up and saw the undisguised threatening eyes that Zhang Jinpeng threw at them, they were all like frosted eggplants.

As soon as it came to his mouth, he had to swallow it back into his stomach.

As the so-called county officials are not as good as the current management, at this moment they complained to Yang Yun, who was in charge of the camp, and Yang Yun might be able to call the shots for them.

But Yang Yun couldn't stay by their side all the time, and more often, he followed their company commander Zhang Jinpeng directly.

They knew that with the urine of the company commander Zhang Jinpeng, if they really dared to complain to Yang Yun at this moment, then Zhang Jinpeng might not know how to retaliate against them at that time.

Thinking about this, where did these brothers dare to complain to Yang Yun and wash away their grievances.

Hey! Carry the black pot, anyway, it's not the first time.

"You...... Did you really drink a small half jar? ”

Zhang Jinpeng's little trick was impossible for him to hide from Yang Yun, he just looked at the changes in the expressions on the faces of these brothers, and he figured out a rough idea, when he even looked at Zhang Jinpeng, he smiled faintly.

"Uh...... This, the camp, actually drank most of the jar. ”

Zhang Jinpeng saw the battalion commander Yang Yun looking at him with this look, and even if he shrank his neck, he said frankly with some weakness.

However, Yang Yun just looked at him lightly, didn't speak, and didn't even eat the chicken leg in his hand.

"Okay, camp, I've got a jar of ......"

Yang Yun still didn't speak.

"Two jars!"

"A little more than two jars, I really drank so much!"

Seeing that Yang Yun had been looking at him so lightly, with a joyless and angry look on his face, Zhang Jinpeng was about to cry, and finally confessed and forgiving.

"Poof!"

Hearing Zhang Jinpeng say that he had just drunk more than two jars of wine by himself, Liu Zhenhai just took a sip of wine into his mouth and spit it out again.

Spit on the fire in front of him, and the flames suddenly jumped up.

Before Yang Yun could speak, he was the first to be surprised: "Good guy, Lao Zhang, there are only six jars of wine left in total, and you drank three jars, not to mention, there are more than two jars that you drink?" ”

Originally, the brothers who carried the black pot for Zhang Jinpeng were all bitter gourd faces, but when they heard Liu Zhenhai's words at this moment, they all looked at him with strange expressions, with a look of grievance and Zhaoxue, they wanted to laugh but didn't dare, and they were weird and uncomfortable.

If he heard Liu Zhenhai scolding himself in the past, Zhang Jinpeng would definitely go back.

But now, Liu Zhenhai stands on the commanding heights of truth and scolds him, but he can't refute it.

Of course, he didn't care about this so-called truth, but because the battalion commander Yang Yun was next to him at the moment, still looking at him.

"Hey, hey! Yingzuo, this is not a whole day with the little devil, not to mention drinking, but not even a good meal, just saw the wine, one did not pay attention, drank happy, and then drank three jars at once. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jinpeng regretted it, because he seemed to have said something wrong, and at the moment he looked at the battalion commander Yang Yun with a nervous face.

Sure enough, when Yang Yun heard Zhang Jinpeng's words, his expression on his joyless and angry face changed for the first time, it was anger.

"Jinpeng! You said that you drank all three jars of wine alone? ”

"Uh...... Be! ”

Zhang Jinpeng originally wanted to deny it, but when he raised his eyes and saw Yang Yunzheng glaring at him with an angry face, after hesitating for a moment, he finally chose to confess and be lenient.

At this moment, Zhang Jinpeng was uneasy in his heart, because he knew that the battalion commander Yang Yun was really angry this time.

At the same time, he also knew that the reason why Yang Yun was angry was definitely not because he drank those three jars of wine.

Rather, it was because he drank three jars of wine alone, and did not share it with the other brothers.

Zhang Jinpeng felt bitter in his heart, in fact, he didn't want to share the wine with his brothers, but he drank it at first, and he didn't pay attention to it, and it was three jars down.

This jar is not big, and a jar is a little more than a pound at most.

When he finished drinking three jars of wine, he thought of his brothers.

In the blink of an eye, good guys, these guys are really looking at themselves with blank eyes.

But there are a total of six jars of wine, and half of it is drunk by him alone at the moment, and the remaining half obviously must be left to the battalion commander Yang Yun.

Therefore, he could only suffer from these brothers under him, not only did he not drink the wine, but he also had to carry the black pot for him......