A beam of white electricity shined down, and he endured the great pain, turned his head, and wanted to see clearly, who was the person who kicked him so ruthlessly just now?

Unexpectedly, when his head was only halfway turned, the opponent's foot kicked him hard in the lower abdomen again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It turns out that this dog thing is not dead, is it?" the other party scolded for no reason and inhumanely.

"Ahh

"Hehe, Brother Huang, will he still be called~" The other person's voice said very playfully and arrogantly at this time.

Then, five consecutive heavy kicks, he silently endured and counted. He knows this hatred, and I am afraid that this hatred will not be avenged in this life, but he has to remember it deeply, and it should be unforgettable!

He swears, he swears!!

"Okay, okay, if you keep fighting, he'll really die, Brother Huang, forget it, forget it... It's still useful to keep him alive, Ang. Another voice on the side admonished.

At first, he was grateful from the bottom of his heart to this stranger who had been speaking for his poor man on the side, but when he heard the words "it is still useful to keep him alive", his heart was completely cold again.

Of course, at this moment, he didn't know what use he could have, a complete waste who couldn't walk?

"Okay, count your kid's life big, call Lao Quan to come and get him away. And the man said, "This is the man, and his ears are really listening."

"Okay, okay, Brother Huang, I'll go, I'll go. The other voice cheerfully agreed, he couldn't see him, but he could imagine his nodding and bowing his head.

"True T. M。 Bad luck. After the man finished scolding, he held on to the flashlight again and walked away with a curse.

He, or really being scared, didn't have the courage to look back at that person until the beater finally disappeared completely from his world, even if it was just a glance.

"Hey~" He let out a long sigh of relief, he could only lie on the ground, groaning bitterly, although in the silence and darkness, no one would sympathize with him, and no one would come over and greet him.

He didn't have matches, not even the little girl who froze to death in the winter.

He wanted to sleep, but the pain in his stomach made it impossible for him to sleep.

He could only endure the pain in his heart.

Hurting, open, crying, waiting for the arrival of the person called "Lao Quan".

Fortunately, he was used to the long night.

The night had been long and he had been in pain for a long time, but at this moment, he was still awake, and he could clearly hear people coming behind him, many people, many footsteps, and the "gurgling" sound of a cart.

Near, near, near.

There is light again, and there is light again.

He felt a burst of joy in his heart, and felt that the person who had saved him had come.

"Right there, Old Quan. The still familiar voice said to the old man.

"Oh, let's go check it out. The third voice reached his ears, and he thought, this older voice should belong to Lao Quan.

The firelight finally shone on his body, and the raging firelight finally shone on his cold heart.

"Hey, how are you? Are you alright?" said another voice at last to his side, leaning over and speaking with concern.

He finally looked up at him, and when he finally saw him clearly, he was also deeply surprised, it was actually a very handsome baby face, and this baby face was wearing a straight patrol uniform.

He nodded, and then said to him, "Thank you, lad. Thank you so much. ”

Babyface didn't answer, and then, covered in mud, he was lifted up by four men and gently placed in a cart made of dry straw.

Then, Lao Quan held a torch and instructed the coachman to pull the cart back.

Then, Babyface, stood where he was, watching him leave.

Eventually, the babyface disappeared into the darkness where the torch could no longer shine.

At this time, he understood,

In this world, no matter how bad it is, there are well-wishers.

The cart went on and around for a long time, "grunt, grunt, grunt", and finally stopped in front of a large brightly lit room, and while he habitually looked at everything he could see with his vigilant eyes, Lao Quan explained to the coachman with a very stern look:

"Take him down. Be careful!!"

Then, as expected, he was carefully lifted off the cart, and then, the four people who carried him followed Lao Quan in front of him into the big house.

The lights in front were very bright, but he was shocked to find that Lao Quan's back was actually shaking, and he, Lao Quan, actually had such a hard time walking.

"What the hell is this?" he thought to himself.

Lao Quan in front was still walking forward, and he was still being carried very carefully by the four coachmen, and at this time, a person ran over from the side and said to Lao Quan in front:

"Today, I caught two more little babies, big brother, look?"

"What nonsense, break their hands and feet. Lao Quan said coldly.

As a result, it didn't take long for two little dolls to scream in the brightly lit house, but only twice, and then again.

Lao Quan finally stopped, he thought that it was not that he was walking, but that they had all reached their destination.

"You four, wait for him to bathe. Do you hear that?" said Lao Quan and grew old again.

"Wow!" said the four coachmen.

Then the door was opened again, and he was carried in, and put it in the bathtub very comfortably, and the warm hot water gradually washed away the pain from his body and the filth from his heart.

In the end, he was changed into a clean dress, but he was still carried by the four of them, and pressed in front of Lao Quan, who was sitting on his precious cowhide chair with a white cigarette in his mouth, smoking violently.

"You're a veteran, aren't you?" said the old authority.

"The first division of the country, crawled out of the pile of dead people. He said coldly.

"Ace Army, big brother, little brother is disrespectful, disrespectful. Lao Quan said very respectfully: "Little brother, I, the 47th Army, was originally Commander Zhang's subordinate. ”

"They are all their own brothers who fight devils, you don't have to be polite, I at least have a breath of air, but those brothers who have come out of the strong man for the first time together have never been able to open their eyes to see this wonderful world. He said gloomily.

"Big brother, don't worry, if you don't dislike it, you can treat your brother here as your own home, and in the future, if my old right has a bite to eat, there will be a bite to eat for my eldest brother. Lao Quan said happily.

"Brother, I don't want to eat your white food. He said.

"Okay. Big brother, I understand. "Lao Quan understands.

The next day, still wearing the shabby military uniform stained with mud, he was lying on the very lively streets of Dongcheng, with a broken bowl of money in front of him.

At this time, Xiaohong walked over, her face still expressionless.