Call!

Qin Zhang woke up in the bathtub with a stunned expression on his face.

This is

His eyes swept around, and the table and chairs in front of him were still familiar scenes, which made Qin Zhang breathe a sigh of relief, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

It turned out that it was in the camp tent of the Chinese army.

The thoughts in Qin Zhang's mind flipped over, he felt that his brain was filled with countless scattered fragments at the moment, as long as he thought about it deeply, there would be a sharp pain, and he couldn't help but let out an "ah" cry of pain, holding his head, panting deeply.

This sharp pain made him reluctant to think deeply, but subconsciously, Qin Zhang felt that these fragments were very important, and if he let them go, he would definitely regret it in the future. So, after being entangled in pain for a long time, every time he tried, he had a splitting headache, and the severe pain even made Qin Zhang feel like his soul was shattered, and in the end he could only choose to give up.

"Hey, what is this?"

In the bathtub, the hot water became warm, and the water that was originally clear was now pitch black, and it emitted a disgusting stench. Qin Zhang subconsciously jumped out of the bathtub and brought out a splash.

That's not all, what surprised Qin Zhang even more was that at this moment, the skin on his body was shattered, bulging bubbles, but when he reached out and rubbed it, it turned into a pile of messy dead skin, and the skin after rubbing was as soft and tender as water, this scene made Qin Zhang frown deeply.

How come, tender like a?

"Someone!" Qin Zhang shouted.

Immediately, someone lifted the curtain and walked in, clenched his fists and asked in a low voice, "Childe, what's the matter?"

Looking at the speed of the response, it was obvious that he had been guarding outside, and it seemed that Nangong Xiong was still quite caring.

This person is thin and small, and his height is less than one meter six, although he lowered his head, Qin Zhang recognized the person at a glance as Chi Teng, the one who had assisted Zhao Kunteng in interrogating the underworld, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, but he understood Nangong Xiong's intentions.

"Help me get a bucket of hot water. ”

Qin Zhang instructed softly, deliberately not looking at the meaning in Chi Teng's eyes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gave Chi Teng an answer in his heart.

He answered loudly "yes", and then there was a noisy "hurry, hurry" urging movement outside the tent.

Qin Zhang's smile became gentler when he heard this. Today's events are not his original intention, but this tough attitude is a necessary means when the old and the new are alternated. The last thing people want to accept is change, if you can be content with the status quo, no one wants to change, even if your status quo is miserable like a puddle of mud, this is the root of human inferiority.

And the people in the death camp, not to mention good or bad, their own experience is enough to temper them into the most unruly and stubborn steel charcoal.

When Qin Zhang walked out of the tent of the Chinese army refreshed, the moon was already hanging high in the sky, and the air was filled with a cool slight cold.

"Good will be the Lord!" someone shouted.

Then, there was a bang.

"Good to the Lord, good to the Lord!"

"Good evening, Lord!"

This scene made Qin Zhang stunned, and saw dozens of bonfires rising in the camp, blazing with flames, guarding the huge fire pile that was one person high in the center, and under the flames, Nangong Xiong's figure looked extraordinarily tall.

"Wash the Lord, come, some wild food that the brothers have hunted today, the Lord will come and taste it, the meat is on the fire, and it will be waiting for you!" Nangong Xiong's words were very aggressive, but the meaning was very clear.

He's showing goodwill!

But is it necessary?

Qin Zhang groaned and strode towards the bonfire.

He didn't understand what Nangong Xiong meant, could it be that this man was really as rough as he looked, so informal? You must know that what Qin Zhang did today was not a small fight, although he had Murong Quanjin's authorization, but seriously speaking, he was seizing power.

What's more, the death camp is not a battalion, but a gang that is loosely gathered, and Nangong Xiong, the boss, was pushed out because of the trust of everyone.

He Qin Zhang, but he asked for Jin Lingqiang, and the meaning of the two is completely different.

"General!"

Nangong Xiong arched his hand, and through his eyes, Qin Zhang could see the sincere smile.