(Demon Boy: A new week has begun, and I wish you all the best in this week.) The new week, from this moment on, is the time to rush to the list again, I hope you can vote for the recommendation in your hand to the demon boy. As an author who has left the starting point for a year and is now returning, the original accumulation is basically gone, and I must work hard to make the list, and I hope you can help a lot. ）

At ten o'clock the next morning, it was sunny and sweltering.

The time of the day was again, the prison guards opened the iron gates of the cells one after another, no one organized or called, and the prisoners slowly gathered in front of Shi Shaoying's single cell from all directions.

If it weren't for the prison management sending two heavily armed soldiers to stay near the single cell, the prison guards and soldiers around were also on full alert, and even the heavy machine guns on the guard towers around were turned on and ready to face all emergencies, maybe these silent prisoners would have launched an attack on the single cell where Shi Shaoying lived.

Everyone was silent, and they gathered more and more, until finally they formed several impenetrable human walls in front of the cell.

A pair of eyes were looking at Shi Shaoying in the solitary cell, hundreds of religious radicals who were not good men and women in the first place, gathered together silently, and the violent aura was slowly released from them, and slowly gathered again, until an absolute chill that penetrated through the bones was formed.

Shi Shaoying was too familiar with this feeling, when he led his brothers around him to sit in the room and quietly fill the magazine with bullets before he was about to perform a special mission, what emanated from their group of veterans was this kind of chill that made the hairs on his whole body stand upside down.

The subordinates who used to be like brothers and sisters have already gone their separate ways, leaving Shi Shaoying alone on a single bed, his eyes unblinking to meet the people outside the room.

Shi Shaoying looked like nothing on the surface, and there was always a faint smile on his face, but only he knew that at this moment he had to concentrate all his willpower in order to maintain this composure. The heart is like a wild horse that has escaped from the leash, beating faster and faster in his chest, which not only makes his breathing become a little short, but also consumes a lot of the most important physical strength of a professional soldier on the battlefield, perhaps the unique instinct of a creature in the face of death, on Shi Shaoying's skin, a layer of goosebumps as fine and dense as the size of millet grains has exploded.

Sniffing the air around him that was almost stagnant, and feeling the killing machine that came to his face and made his heart beat in horror, Shi Shaoying finally understood the incomparably cruel true meaning behind the sentence "Thousands of people will die without illness".

No matter how strong and presumptuous he is, he is still a person after all! There are no friends to get along with, no comrades-in-arms to rely on each other, watching hundreds of religious fanatics condense and stand in front of them like a monolith, fighting against one hundred on the battlefield in the spiritual realm, even if they always like to call themselves "outlaws", but at this time, how can Dugu's Shi Shaoying really be fearless?!

A man in his forties, dressed in a black cloth robe and with a thick beard on his face, walked about three or four meters away from the front of the cell, he first glanced at the soldiers standing on both sides with loaded guns and ammunition, and then looked at Shi Shaoying sitting in the cell.

The hostility and insult of such an action did not need to be translated at all, and this man, who probably had considerable authority in his own group, turned around and prepared to walk away after doing this exemplary action. He walked four or five paces away, and another person took his place, ready to spit into the cell, when a loud voice suddenly came from behind: "Stop!"

Although the English is so rotten that if you take the level exam, you must start making up classes from the first grade of junior high school, but the unique quality of professional soldiers has allowed Shi Shaoying to at least remember the pronunciation of the English word "stop".

Shi Shaoying stood up and strode to the door of the cell, he cleared his throat, and with a "phew", he spit a mouthful of saliva at the feet of the black-robed man. Seeing that the black-robed man was still standing there, looking at him with strange eyes, Shi Shaoying waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you can go." ”

Five minutes later, the elderly agent, who was lying on a single camp bed, was woken up by his co-worker. The colleague dragged him to the window without saying anything, took the telescope handed by the colleague, and only glanced at it, and the expression on his face was as wonderful as hell.

"Phew!"

"Ahem...... Phew! ”

"Phew!"

"Ahem...... Phew! ”

"Phew!"

"Ahem...... Phew! ”

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I believe that the vast majority of people present will never forget the scene that happened in front of them today: Shi Shaoying stood in front of the prison door, his eyes widened, and through an iron fence door, he started a unique war of words with hundreds of Islamic radicals who were eager to tear down his bones and skin him.

Rushing up in the face of machine guns is a reason to give those soldiers a free hand to slaughter; There were no stones to pick up on the ground, and those Islamic radicals began to take turns walking to the cell door to Shi Shaoying's feet to spit to express their hatred.

Even those who are above the top must admit that this kid Shi Shaoying is indeed a breeder!

"You said yesterday, 'Keep your eyes open and study hard.'" The young SSA agent was really crying and laughing at this time, "I know that he used this trick well, and he took advantage of the situation to turn his strength and use a 'head-to-head' confrontation to successfully weaken the opponent's hatred for him." But I really can't learn the 'tricks' he has today, I don't have the courage to spit on hundreds of terrorists, nor do I have the cheekiness of him, let alone so much saliva! ”

Even the older agents of the Security Bureau watched Shi Shaoying's "wonderful" performance, and he couldn't stop smiling bitterly, he had seen a lot of knowledge in his life, but he really had never seen a "superb" character like Shi Shaoying, who had the courage to grow hair, his heart was as thin as hair, and his face was even better than the Egyptian pyramid walls.

"Wait!"

Shi Shaoying, who was standing in front of the cell door, suddenly stretched out his hand to make a "temporary truce" gesture, he walked back to the bed, reached out and picked up a crockpot, and drank the water in it with a lift of his neck. After replenishing a large amount of water, Shi Shaoying, who had a dry mouth and a weak voice because he spit out too much saliva, immediately became energetic and scrappy. He put down the jug, wiped the water stains from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, and strode back to the cell door, spitting out a mouthful of saliva four or five meters away.

Looking at the terrorist who was still standing not far from the prison door because he proposed a truce, Shi Shaoying's eyes widened and he waved his hand repeatedly: "The saliva has already been returned to you, what do you want to do here?" Didn't you see that there were more than 200 people waiting to spit in the back? And who is who, who is who, are you good at talking about quality, if you still want to vomit, please stand behind and line up! ”

Another terrorist stood in front of the cell door, raised his head and looked at the other party's face, Shi Shaoying's eyes widened suddenly. This person who is more than a head taller than Shi Shaoying, has a thick beard on his face, and looks like a half-iron tower when he stops there, he is the person who met Shi Shaoying on the plane, and was taken away by members of the Somali National Security Agency together when he got off the plane!

Perhaps because of Situ Bowen's relationship, Himar showed considerable hostility towards Shi Shaoying from the beginning, and even more scorned Shi Shaoying's "timidity" and "cowardice", but at this time, in Ximar's amber eyes, there was no longer a condescending look and disdain, but instead a sincere respect and appreciation.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

In this case, it is not suitable for conversation, and even superfluous glances can not be done, and the two people tacitly spit on each other in accordance with the "convention".

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