He went to the water prison, which was a good place, but a room of three or four square meters, in fact, was a room, which was a stone cave, surrounded by stone walls, and only the exit above could enter and exit.

And when Thaksin entered, the exit was also fastened with a cover welded with steel bars and locked to prevent Thaksin from escaping.

I don't know where the water came from, it was dripping down from above, and there were already small puddles of condensation on the ground, and a fishy smell came out, which made him feel sick.

And in the corner, where is a small single folding bed, there is not even a futon on the empty bed, this condition is simply hard, I believe that in some black coal kilns, the conditions are hundreds of times better than here.

"Hey!" Thaksin sighed and walked to the edge of the bed, wanting to sit down and rest, but suddenly thought that his butt was hurting, so he had to lie on his stomach instead.

"Twitter......" Thaksin had just climbed onto the bed when several mouse cries came from under the bed, and then two fat mice jumped out and disappeared into the darkness in an instant.

Thaksin was completely helpless, if he knew this, it would be better to admit that he did it directly, even if he died, it would be better than suffering here!

Although Thaksin's position in the Sha family is not high, he is also a captain, with dozens of people under him, and because of his outstanding strength, other captains do not dare to provoke him, so it can be said that he is also alive and well.

But now, inside this water prison, it is simply not a place for people to live, I am afraid that even if you put beggars here, you will dislike the poor conditions!

Thinking about it, Thaksin fell asleep on the bed, and today consumed too much of his experience, not only the battle with Kenya, but also the pretending to be garlic in front of Shakun, which was a matter of energy.

What's more important is that these fifty sticks are not something that anyone can bear, if it weren't for the mercy of others, it would be possible to be killed directly.

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In the jungle, Yuan Xing was tired, from more than nine o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon now, he was in the middle of the battle, even the iron people couldn't stand it, especially in the jungle, the physical strength consumed was equivalent to twice the usual.

Even Yuan Xing felt that he couldn't bear it, and the seven-hour battle basically didn't stop in the middle.

In this process, Yuan Xing didn't even eat a mouthful of food, didn't drink a mouthful of water, and it was okay to say that he was hungry, but if he didn't drink water, ordinary people couldn't stand it.

Yuan Xing's throat was already thirsty and about to smoke, and his lips were chapped, and some places had cracked and bleeding, but Yuan Xing's mental state was very good.

In any case, after killing three patrols in one day, a full ninety people, Yuan Xing can be regarded as content, including the elite patrol team led by Da Mao.

After half an hour, Yuan Xing found a place with a water source, carefully observed the surroundings, and found no dangerous breath, Yuan Xing hurriedly ran over, and drank the water directly with his hand.

This is a small stream, the stream water is very clear, you can see the bottom of the water at a glance, although it is summer, but the stream water is cold, drinking it can be described as refreshing!

Yuan Xing took out the kettle, filled the kettle with water, and hung it on his waist.

After pouring the water, Yuan Xing found that there were a lot of fish in the news, as if they had never seen a human before, and many of them leaned not far from Yuan Xing, looking at him strangely.

As for whether the fish is looking at him, no one knows, anyway, Yuan Xing thinks he is looking at him.

Looking down and thinking about it, Yuan Xing pulled out the dagger on his boots, then picked up a branch more than one meter long, tied the dagger to one end of the branch, and made a simple fishing fork.

After it was done, Yuan Xing stood in the water, holding the fishing fork in his right hand and raising it, his eyes staring at the fish below.

After a while, a carp about two catties seemed to have lost its vigilance, and slowly swam to Yuan Xing's feet, and even touched Yuan Xing.

"Whoosh!" With a cracking sound, the fishing fork fell into the water and stuck the carp in it.

"Hehe, look where you're still running." Yuan Xing smiled, threw the fish on the shore, and then continued, and after a while, he caught three fish.

Among them, two carp and one crucian carp, Yuan Xing planned very well, the meat of crucian carp is relatively fresh, and it is just used to make soup.

For several days in a row, he had been eating dry food for the march, and Yuan Xing's mouth had long since faded out of the bird.

Returning to the shore and picking up a few fish, Yuan Xing left here, the night in the jungle is very dangerous, especially near the water source, all kinds of animals will come out to drink water and forage, staying here is looking for death.

Found a remote place, Yuan Xing put down his backpack and took out a small alcohol pot from it, the fuel was a few solid alcohol blocks, and the white color was like snow.

The advantage of this block of alcohol is that it does not produce smoke, and as long as it blocks the fire, it cannot be detected from a little distance.

What's more, in the jungle, how far can the fire from a piece of alcohol be transmitted, it is estimated that it will not be seen more than ten meters away, which is also the reason why Yuan Xing dares to make a fire.

After a while, a pot of fish soup was ready, and the aroma came to his nose, and Yuan Xing's throat couldn't help but move, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

The two carps were processed by Yuan Xing, wrapped in tin foil, and put on top of the burning alcohol block and roasted, because the fire was small, so it took about half an hour to roast the two fish.

Yuan Xing immediately ate it in a big gulp, the two fish added up to more than three catties, even if the bones were removed, it was more than two catties, and after adding a pot of fish soup, it all went into the stomach.

And the crucian carp that boiled in soup was almost six or seven taels, and it was also eaten cleanly by Yuan Xing.

It's like a person who has come back from a refugee, and he almost smashed his bones and sucked the bone marrow.

After eating and drinking, Yuan Xing leaned against a tree and closed his eyes, this was a way to recover his strength, because here, he didn't know when he would meet the enemy, so he had to be careful at all times.

Two hours later, Yuan Xing stood up, and he had been in one place for a long time, so he had to find another place to spend the night.

While he was traveling, Yuan Xing suddenly heard a faint "rustling sound" from one side, this was someone approaching, Yuan Xing completely let go of his vigilance, and listened with his ears, wanting to see if he had an illusion.

"At a distance of about fifty meters from Yuan Xing, a group of people were staying there, a total of five people, looking at their equipment, they were obviously elite soldiers, far from being comparable to these rabble of the Sha family.

"Head, there seems to be someone in front." One of them shrugged his nose and spoke.

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