The brothers looked at Bai Qiu'an carefully, his lips were pale, his hands and legs were actually trembling slightly, and then he looked back at the smile on Bai Qiu'an's face.

The fake is too much.

"Seeking Peace......

"Sequelae, I may have found the sequelae of the immortal bird." Bethune smiled reluctantly and didn't hide it anymore.

"It hurts?"

"Well, it's like ......" Bethune tried to find a fitting word.

"The kind of pendant under the root of the life was kicked?"

Li Musi's words were astonishing, and Bai Qiu'an wanted to refute. But when you think about it, it seems to ......

That's kind of right.

"Hahaha......"

A few people in the carriage couldn't help laughing, it was really Li Musi who was so nervous that he could come up with any word.

"Just bear with it."

Bethune said angrily, Li Musi said so, everyone in the province is worried.

"I can only endure it, otherwise what else can I do." Lu Ruiqun's timely mending.

Bethune didn't pay attention to it, but the awkwardness before had passed, with Li Musi, a living treasure, and Lu Ruiqun, the most qualified foil in the dormitory, there would be a burst of laughter in the car from time to time.

The car stopped at the gate of the red brick training camp, and as soon as they got out of the car, Bethune and the others saw several guys in black clothes with standing collars standing there.

In the distance are the sentinels of the red brick training camp, and no one cares.

"Let's go aside......" Bethune walked forward and leaned to the side first. It looks like a few guys are very difficult to mess with.

But I wanted to bypass from the side, but I didn't expect a few people to glance at Bai Qiu'an and them, and then they came over.

"Red Brick 110 Nights?"

Bethune looked at each other, then looked back at the guy in the black stand-up collar.

"Hmm."

"Bethuo, Sun Yanxi, Li Musi, Lu Ruiqun, and Ade......" are very formulaic dialogues, as if they are reading from a script.

"Hmm."

"Come with us......"

The five people were taken away separately, and at this time, Bethune found out that there were also five people coming from the opposite side.

Red Brick Building No. 4,

Bethune had been here before, just because of the follow-up to the fight with Zhang Jing in the narrow alley when he was a teacher. Later, I heard Qi Wenchao say that Building No. 4 was used to do some ulterior secrets.

The old people of the red bricks have more or less come in once or twice.

But this time is different from the last time, there is no Sun Shengli and no Yu Dinghai. The man in a single table and a black stand-up collar sat far away, as if to avoid suspicion...... It may also be because the person himself is too rigid.

Bethune had a confidentiality agreement in front of him.

"Qi Wenchao's incident is not allowed to be told to anyone in the outside world, there is one thing to say about the battle, the attack, and the passage, but it is not allowed to mention the name Qi Wenchao."

This is a very humane sentence, but it always feels a little awkward when it comes out of the mouth of the man in front of me.

But that should be a good thing in itself. The dead Qi Wenchao, at least in the eyes of his comrades-in-arms, is still a sacrificed Qi Wenchao.

"Thank you." Bai Qiu settled down and spoke.

"You don't hate him?" This time, the man finally spoke with a little human touch, as if he remembered something again, and then said, "My name is Han Feng, the special commissioner of the Twelve Palaces." ”

Bethune looked up at this guy named Korean style, as if he was thinking about what to say.

"Hate, but it's not him who hates."

"It's all him after all."

"It's different."

The two of them seemed to be playing dumb riddles, but the Korean style didn't insist on anything. After Bethune finished signing, he came over and repacked and sealed it in front of Bethune.

"Live well."

After saying that, the Korean style left.

He doesn't talk much, but he does things quickly.

To be honest, when Bai Qiu'an was still in Yu Dinghai's car, his imagination of the Twelve Halls was a guy like Korean style. It's like a huge cold machine, with a precise operation as thin as a hair's strand, and then slashes the gods in the mouth of Yu Dinghai.

The fact is,

A group of veterans are like young people who go home for the New Year to recuperate, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling and smoking, except for the one in the middle, which is really because there is no place in the wilderness, or it may be that the female soldiers are also fierce and have no chance.

The rest can be found almost everywhere in the red-brick veterans' quarters, playgrounds, and even the four red-brick low buildings around the original square.

It is also trained for these recruits, who are beating, scolding, abducting and cheating. In fact, in the eyes of many recruits, this group of veterans is more like using them as punching bags.

But no matter what, whether it is the ancient sparrow spirit who gave them a dismount at the beginning, or the powerful simulation training of the god servants that gradually infiltrated the veterans later.

all show the inhuman combat ability of this group of veterans.

Because of this, the recruits are always honest. The psychology can also be suppressed, thinking that this is the unique training method of the Twelve Palaces. Anti-pressure method, gap method or something, young people's ability to make up for self-comfort is still quite strong.

Until Bethune saw the Korean style today......

It can be determined that this guy does not show a bit of the bad atmosphere of a red brick veteran. Then Bethune doubted...... Is it only red bricks that are so lame?

Then I couldn't help but think of Yu Dinghai, who was smoking and smiling and not serious, and remembered the sudden battle in the playground, Sun Shengli moved the bench and sat aside to cheer with the newcomers.

Bethune suddenly felt that this was the problem of the "inheritance" of red bricks.

One generation is stronger than the next?

Bethune frowned, thinking carefully about their group.

It seems like...... Not bad, isn't it? Everyone works hard and insists on training or something, anyway, when they practice by themselves, there will be more or less people behind the buttocks.

Go out, go downstairs.

In the corridor, the people of the 110 dormitory were gathered, and those special commissioners seemed to be pinching their watches.

down the next floor.

"All the same?" Li Mousse opened his mouth first.

Several people looked at each other and understood.

"These special commissioners, they look very powerful." Bethune began to make small talk again, and then told a few more people what he had just thought.

"Ask for peace, are you so thick-skinned now?" Li Mousse grabbed Bai Qiu'an's face.

It's really screwed, and it's twisted around.

"Isn't it?" Bethune was a little suspicious, "I feel that the atmosphere before our red bricks is really loose." ”

"That's enough, I'm going to do it...... Four people can't beat you one? Lu Ruiqun raised his fist, and Sun Yanxi and Ade did not refuse.

Gags, Bethune is like a different person along the way. From time to time, there are some underwhelming words, but more often it is an awkward conversation, very embarrassing and embarrassing.

A few people only thought that Bai Qiu'an and Qi Wenchao had a "great understanding", and Sun Yanxi planned to exercise his language skills by a few ways.

Then on the way back to the dormitory, it became Sun Yanxi and Bai Qiu'an discussing progress methods and experiences.