Chapter 1 Recuperation

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In the following month, Iron Donkey and I began to live a normal life, or a life similar to that of a vagrant.

We don't have a mission, and we're bored day by day with empty SWAT titles. We also often go to the police station in Haike City, and the police officers here keep a certain distance from us, because we are both special, but we are also men, and we will always have common topics.

After coming and going, we became warm again, and we called each other brothers. It is said that people gather like others, and these police officers are all good, and when they are not working, they all like to find a small restaurant and get together to drink.

The iron donkey and I were fine, so we went to eat and drink. Let's just say that at the first meeting, these people all exposed their drunkard nature and went crazy. As soon as it was served, the strongest wine of 60 degrees came, and each person poured a cup full of it, and the glass was also filled in two halves. A police officer stood up with a cup and said, "Drink, whoever doesn't do it is the fucking Wang Ba!" ”

I was completely dumbfounded, and my heart said that people in the Northeast can drink? What does this mean, the old men in Haike City can drink more?

I've never been a drinker like that. But in order not to be the eighth king, I gritted my teeth and dried this cup.

After that, you can imagine what happened to me, my whole body went limp, and I slipped out and slipped under the table. After all, the iron donkey is strong, and he usually drinks and has practiced.

He didn't faint and carried me back to the hotel. I didn't wake up until the next morning, and the iron donkey went downstairs to buy some gruel or something for me to drink, but he watched me drink porridge while chanting, in fact, it meant the same thing over and over again, I was the only retreat disciple in his life, and it was too embarrassing for him to go abroad yesterday.

In my heart, I also feel a little ashamed, and I also estimate that those police officers may not be able to bury me.

I know that since I am mixed with them, I must not always be so ashamed when I drink for a long time in the future, especially when they know that I can't drink, and I can't always be poured into me like a king?

If I fight for the amount of alcohol, I really can't compare to these people, but my code name in the special case team is mage, what is mage? If you don't know how to be crooked, you don't deserve this nickname.

Let's just say that some of the drugs I carry in my chest pouch, some of which can be used as antidotes and have a miraculous effect on hangover, I checked the small encyclopedia dictionary that came with my chest pouch and made a small cold special antidote. This thing works if you eat it half an hour before drinking.

When we got together for the second time, I took the time to eat the hangover medicine in my stomach, and I also gave myself an injection for double insurance, which also had a rescue effect.

At that time, I remember clearly, when I came to the table, these police officers all looked at me, those who were deep, didn't show anything, but there were two who couldn't hide things, and told me with a clear expression, "Ah, Lord SWAT, are you here again?"

I didn't rush to say anything, and when the food was served and the wine was served, I preempted the others and stood up with a full glass of wine.

Didn't a police officer say last time, who can't drink who is the king? I was even more ruthless, and came to the sentence, "Three glasses in a row, whoever doesn't drink who is grandchild!" ”

I also took the lead and did it first. In fact, at the moment when I first drank the first drink, I was quite hesitant, I didn't know if the hangover medicine that gave me confidence was effective?

The liquor swished down my esophagus, and the spiciness made me shake a little for a moment, but when it fell into my stomach, the strength of the wine was suddenly gone.

I sighed at the miracle of the drug, and when the three glasses were finished, the police officers were dumbfounded. The result of this time can be imagined, after three cups, half of the people slipped out to the bottom of the table. Even the iron donkey opened its mouth wide after drinking, and exhaled straight out.

All of a sudden, my name was typed, and they gave me a nickname, but it wasn't very good. The police department in Haike City knows that among the special police officers from other places, there is a ...... called a wine tank

Of course I didn't care about the nickname, and after that we drank, and as soon as we got to the table, everyone said whatever it was, and no one stood up and said anything like that.

On this night, we got together again, everyone drank slow wine, and when the wine was over three rounds of dishes and five flavors, everyone was about the same, and they also used this energy to talk about beautiful women.

I didn't get too involved in the discussion, I was just listening, and if there was any funny joke, I would giggle and laugh, but one of the police officers changed the topic and said that there was a female special police officer from out of town at the police station this afternoon, who was very beautiful, like a model.

The other police officers agreed, Iron Donkey and I had never seen this female special police officer, Iron Donkey asked casually, "What's her name?" Where was it originally? ”

The police officer said that he really didn't know which city he came from, but he knew the name, his name was Yinyin.

These two words woke me up at once, and I didn't see her for a long time. I said I didn't feel good, anyway, I woke up all of a sudden, and I wasn't even in the mood to talk nonsense with them, so I quickly got up and ran out.

The iron donkey knew what I thought, so he told everyone and came out with me.

The two of us rushed out of the small restaurant, I directly stopped a taxi, and went to the Haike City Police Station, I guess Yin Yin came in the afternoon, and he would definitely stay in Haike City at night, either staying at the police station, or finding a hotel to settle down.

But when I returned to the police station and inquired with the police on duty, Yin Yin had just left. He is an ordinary police officer, and he must not ask where Yin Yin is going.

I pondered that Yin Yin must have come to do the task, and since she was promoted and transferred from the Wuzhou Police Department, she has been Jiang Shaoyan's apprentice, studying things like living corpses.

She came this time, and it was not possible to get something to do with the ghost island or even with the evil king, didn't the evil king bring six fetuses back to the evil island? I wasn't interested in what she was doing, I just wanted to see her.

I borrowed the car keys from the police on duty, drove a cheetah police car with the iron donkey, and went to the suburbs together.

I guess Yin Yin is going to Evil Island, and the place where we took the boat is probably the same place where we got off the Sea King before. Although Iron Donkey and I both drank a lot, the Iron Donkey was able to drive very fast.

But sometimes, it's a step off the rails, and as we reached the suburban shore, I saw a big ship in the distance on the sea, leaving with all its might.

I guess Yin Yin is on it, I got off the station and shouted a few words at the beach, but my voice is limited, how can she hear it! What effect does it even have to hear?

I was suddenly a little tired, blown by the sea breeze, the strength of the wine came up, I couldn't stand steadily, and I staggered a little.

The iron donkey was afraid that I wouldn't catch a cold after standing so long after standing like this, so he persuaded me a few more words and called me into the car. We went back to the guesthouse.

And this time Yin Yin's arrival is actually just a signal, and then something will appear in front of us. Let's just say that on the third day after Yin Yin left, a police officer called and said that the Haike City Police Station had our package.

When I arrived with the iron donkey, we found that the package contained four medals and a letter. Originally, the medal and the letter were not of much value, and I was not very interested in them.

The iron donkey was very serious, and he picked up a medal with a straight face, and I noticed that his body was trembling slightly with more excitement.

I was curious and asked him what was wrong with this chapter? What's the point?

The iron donkey pointed to the pattern on the chapter and asked me to see, this is an eagle head, looking at the golden material, I replied, "An eagle head medal made of gold?" ”

I just made a name for the chapter according to the pattern and material. In fact, it is reasonable for me to guess so, but the iron donkey smacked me and said that I didn't know the goods, which is called the Bronze Eagle Medal.

I also admit that I don't know much about metal materials, but why does the iron donkey say that I don't know the goods? Isn't it just a bronze medallion? If you wander around the night market and browse the stalls, there are not many such copper gadgets?

I didn't hold myself straight, and pouted slightly. The iron donkey caught this information and said to me in detail, "You know? Apprentice. In the Northern Tiger Army, there is an honor, that is, gold, silver and bronze, the Order of the Condor of three materials, only those special forces who have made great contributions can get this honor, which must be the recognition of our trip to Ghost Island, so this chapter was issued. ”

After the iron donkey finished speaking, he hung a medal on his chest, looking very proud.

I'm still not interested in these, there are four medals here, in other words, one for each of our brothers. I picked up my one and fiddled with it again.

I thought of one more thing and asked the iron donkey, "Our trip to Ghost Island was so dangerous that we only got a bronze one, is there a Golden Eagle Medal winner now?" ”

The iron donkey took out a memory and nodded and said yes, and only one predecessor has ever passed. When I asked who the man was, the iron donkey shook his head and said nothing, as if there was an element of unhappiness in that memory.

The iron donkey said that this is all in the past tense, and he didn't let us mention it again.

Next, we opened the letter and read it. I had a hunch that the contents of this letter must be extraordinary.