Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Fox Fake the Tiger
Well, as the so-called sky spares whom, pretending to be a comparison, compared horizontally~
No, Beichuan was really a little energetic just now.
Not noticing that there was a stake at his feet to stabilize the tent, he accidentally kicked it on it.
"Oh shit!" Beichuan covered his feet with a painful face, and sat on the ground, and the tears that made him hurt were about to fall.
"Who's over there?" the soldier on duty heard this, and without saying a word, hurried with his weapon in hand.
Seeing this, Beichuan wanted to escape, but his feet hurt very badly.
I could only give up this idea, and sat in place with a painful face, and countless regrets suddenly rose in my heart.
You said you had nothing to do but come to see the dead fat man's jokes, but now it's good, if you are caught by those soldiers, you may have to be thrown in and be neighbors with the dead fat man.
Now I can only hope that Qiao Ran, that guy has a conscience, and can quickly fish himself out.
Alas, the most likely thing is that I disappeared for three months and no one knew about it, and in the end, I had to find out that I was missing at the beginning of the deathmatch ring....
The two black-armored soldiers soon spotted Beichuan sitting behind the tent with a pained look on his face.
Just as he wanted to raise his weapon at him, he was stunned to find the golden badge on Beichuan's chest.
This... This is?
The two soldiers looked at each other incredulously and quietly exchanged views with each other.
After making sure that his eyes were not spent, he hurriedly put down the weapon in his hand, leaned over to Beichuan's side and whispered softly to Beichuan
"Little brother, your feet aren't hurt, are you?"
One of the soldiers also helped Beichuan take off his shoes very considerately, and regardless of whether the little feet were black or not, they directly massaged them with their hands.
What is the situation? Is the script stringed? Beichuan is a little dumbfounded by his current situation....
Lao Tzu must have crossed over again, right? Suddenly became a prince?
Thinking of this, Beichuan hurriedly looked at his body.
Well, it's still that thing, buried in the bar..... What does a prince look like?
With his own virtue, even if he wears a dragon robe, he will not look like a prince, and he will look like a slave.
"This big brother ....." his feet were massaged a few times, and the pain was surprisingly small, and Beichuan gratefully showed his front teeth to the soldiers who had been massaging his feet.
"What's the matter?" asked the soldier, curiously.
"No.... It's okay.... Eldest brother.... Have you eaten it?"
"Eat...."
"Oh....."
The conversation between these two people was so fresh and refined that the other soldier couldn't stand it, and directly pushed the soldier who massaged it
"Waffle, your awkward conversation skills are really getting more and more superb....."
"Deni, I said you made fun of me, can you please pick up this little brother's shoe for me? I just threw it a little far..."
The soldier named Waffle pointed to the suspicious shoe lying not far away....
Well, Denis frowned, and reluctantly picked up the suspected shoe.
Is this a shoe? It's a black wooden board with an equally black twine tied to it, which seems to be the culture of some country?
Denis walked back with his shoes and gently placed them in front of Kitagawa, looking at the clean military boots under Denis's feet, and then at his own plank.
Kitagawa scratched his head embarrassedly, his own shoes had been worn out when he ran away before, and they had leaked several holes and couldn't be worn again.
And Old Bond's shoes were all left in the camp and not brought out.
So in desperation, he could only deal with it by himself, found two planks, and made such a thing in the style of Japanese clogs in his previous life.
"Hello, you're dead, you're working!"
Well, off track ....
"Little brother, how is your foot?" Waffle pressed for a while, looking at Beichuan with a concerned expression.
"Okay, okay, it doesn't hurt at all! Thank you, Big Brother Waffle!"
Kitagawa hurriedly pulled his black feet back from Waffle's hand, and his brain was still in a state of short circuit.
He couldn't understand why the two soldiers cared so much about him instead of arresting him.
In fact, he had always thought that these people in the Black Cavalry were all as virtuous as Karim.
Is it because Lao Tzu is handsome?
Forget it, this reason is not valid at all, okay, it is more reliable to say that you have a genetic mutation.
"Come, little brother, give you shoes.... This shoe is quite distinctive..."Denis handed the suspicious shoe to Kitagawa.
Beichuan did not hesitate, and directly kicked it, and the shoes were on his feet.
"Thank you, two big brothers..... Thank you two big brothers...."Beichuan hurriedly thanked the two of them.
"You're welcome, little brother, what were you doing just now, why did you hurt your foot here?" Waffle looked at Beichuan gently.
Oh no!
Beichuan's heart was racing rapidly, and he began to think about what to say, if he accidentally said something wrong, I don't know if these two big brothers would suddenly change their faces and arrest themselves.
"This.... This ....."
Beichuan can't make it up.
Deni, who had just put on Kitagawa's shoes, looked at Kitagawa's hesitant appearance, patted Kitagawa's shoulder very understandingly, and said with a smile
"It's okay, since you don't want to say it, we won't force you, walk carefully in the future, this military camp is so big, it's actually easy for you to get lost if you walk so blindly, adults should have told you!"
"Which one?"
Kitagawa didn't know why, and just wanted to ask, but suddenly found that Denis had been staring at his chest.
I'm not a woman, there's no ditch....
Beichuan was very uncomfortable tidying up his tattered clothes, but suddenly caught a glimpse of something, which made all the doubts just now suddenly cheerful.
it, the adult they are talking about, could it be.....
Qiao Ran, right? That dead pervert who has been abusing himself all along?
Kitagawa pretended not to care and looked at the badge he pinned to his body.
Not to mention, the golden one looks good in the sun, except for the place where the paint was bitten off by himself.....
It's an egg, and it's really not because he's handsome.
Feelings: This brother has seen Qiao Ran's badge! Am I not a fox and a fake tiger? Anyway, I didn't take this thing to heart just now.
Beichuan was a little depressed, and at the same time became more curious about Qiao Ran's identity, just a badge can make himself clear to the soldiers of the Black Cavalry, so what level is he himself?