Beichuan sat in the tent with his arms in his arms, looking at the bowl at his feet and puzzled, and soon, a familiar sleepiness once again swept through his brain.

No! I can't sleep like this again!

I have to go to Qiao Ran now to ask for clarification! I eat, sleep, sleep and eat like this every day, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye, and it has been a long time since that death match!

Even if this thing really has the effect of changing one's physique, but what's the use of it, if you have enough physical strength and strength, so what?

That Karim is full of exploding muscles, and his physique is much better than his own.

Thinking of this, Bei Chuan's eyes were a little more determined, and he bit the tip of his tongue vigorously.

"Oh my god! I'm bleeding!"

Kitagawa could feel his tears rolling in his eyes, covering his mouth and forcing himself to climb out of the tent.

Against the huge sun overhead, he cautiously looked at the two guards, who were going to kill themselves just now.

"Two big brothers, I want to find Master Qiao Ran.... I want to ask him something...."Kitagawa lowered his head, trying to make himself appear as non-threatening.

"Your Excellency isn't here!"

The soldier's answer was cold and concise.

"When will he come back, my lord?" I have something to do, I can wait for him here..."Beichuan still refused to give up.

"There's a lot of things to do with adults.,Adults are very annoying.,If you want to wait, just stand here.,You can take as long as you want.。。。。 ”

"Huh?"

Standing here, Beichuan rubbed his little black hand on his clothes.

Around him, he could clearly feel the heat of the sun above his head, and it was probably unrealistic to stand here all the time, and he would have to be an adult for a while.

Beichuan looked at the two guys on duty at the door again, why did they stand here for so long without sweating?

Hum!

"Those two big brothers.... Can I go to the wounded barracks to find my friend?"

Although Beichuan is unhappy, he still needs to be respectful and polite on the surface.

He decided not to wait here stupidly, if he could, go to the wounded barracks to see Uncle Bond, maybe he can rub some delicious food, and ask about this soup by the way....

Looking at Beichuan's big eyes full of anticipation, the soldiers on guard pursed their lips and said expressionlessly

"Your Excellency doesn't set any restrictions on you, you can come and go as many unattended places in this barracks as you want, but you have to take this ..... with you."

As he spoke, the soldier handed Kitagawa a golden round badge with the word Joe written on it.

Boom, so good, and something to take? Kitagawa happily took the badge and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look.

Hey, it's still gold, it can't be pure gold, right? Beichuan put it in his mouth and bit it like a wealth fan.

Well, it was he who thought too much, and when Beichuan took this bite, the golden part of the badge instantly blackened.

This made the guards very helpless, and looked at Beichuan with a black line.

Where did this hillbilly come from? The Lord actually valued him so much that he gave him a badge of his own....

Of course, our Beichuan is naturally illiterate, and after discovering that the president is not Kim, the enthusiasm just now has been forgotten.

With a depressed face, he pinned himself and stopped paying attention.

But overall, except for the tip of my tongue still hurting, today is a lucky day.

Kitagawa was worried just now that he wanted to see Old Bond, and their request would be denied, that damn Qiao Ran had always been moody.

The devil knows if he will set a perverted requirement for himself to only move around an area of five meters within a small tent.

But now that there is no such restriction, Kitagawa is much more relieved.

After asking the guards about the approximate location of the wounded barracks, he patted the badge on his chest and began to wander around the barracks shaking his head.

For the first time, Beichuan walked around in the Black Flag Army, full of curiosity, and his eyes kept moving.

But after looking at it for a long time, I still didn't find anything special, except for those tents with no end in sight and teams of soldiers patrolling the camp.

Beichuan didn't dare to swagger along the main road in the barracks, he was afraid that those soldiers would suddenly give him a knife.

So, he's basically moving along the edge of the tent.

Rao is Beichuan was so careful, but he was still bumped into by several teams of soldiers along the way.

At first, when they saw Beichuan's dress and sneaky appearance, they thought it was a spy from somewhere.

Quietly drew their weapons and wanted to arrest Beichuan, but after they saw the badge on Beichuan's chest, they changed their attitudes one after another.

immediately withdrew his weapon and left directly as if he hadn't seen Beichuan.

These few blows can scare Beichuan enough, and he thinks that it is better not to hang out and go directly to the wounded barracks now.

Therefore, Kitagawa sped up his speed and crept forward.

Tent after tent passed him.

"Hmm, my mother, my mother, I don't make sense, why am I so unlucky?

A miserable cry suddenly came into Beichuan's ears, but this sound made Beichuan shiver involuntarily.

He could hear the disgusting sound in dust, so who else could he be if he wasn't a dead fat man?

Kitagawa's curiosity quickly changed his original plan, and it is not accurate to actually call it curiosity.

To be precise, it should be that Beichuan wants to gloat at the current miserable appearance of this dead fat man, and by the way, mock him, so that he can show the evil spirit of being bullied in the camp before.

Kitagawa has always been a standard cautious eye.

"My lord, I was wrong.... Woo, I don't dare to scream anymore! It hurts!!! oops, it hurts!"

The dead fat man's crying just now brought him a beating, and he begged for mercy like a puppy.

Beichuan probably found the source of the sound, not far from him, just a few tents next to him.

Beichuan didn't dare to be careless, and quietly slipped to the tent where the dead fat man was being held, and put his ear on it.

"Woo woo woo ......"

This dead fat man is crying very resentfully! I must be afraid that the voice will be too loud and continue to be whipped, biting my clothes and crying like a little daughter-in-law!?

Hehe, you deserve it, as the so-called heaven spares whom, who let you raise the whip and bully us when you were in the camp before......

Beichuan's mood was very comfortable, he couldn't help the comfort in his heart, pursed his lips and snickered, took a few steps back, and seemed to have stepped on something.

"Click...."

"it!"