"Jiang Minghao, you say it again."
With anger in Chu Xiaolan's eyes, she gritted her teeth and asked fiercely, as if every word was squeezed out between her teeth, her hands were tightly pinching the edges of her trousers, and her ten fingers were also because Excessive force and pale, maybe it was sad, maybe it was restraining her urge to beat others, Chu Xiaolan heard it clearly, but she didn't give up and asked again.
"I said!" Jiang Minghao once again replied sonorously and forcefully: "I, Jiang Minghao, look down on you, let's go!"
"you·······"
This time, Chu Xiaolan didn't go crazy or make a noise, but she couldn't make a sound of sobbing. She covered her mouth and didn't let herself make a painful sound. She turned and ran out of the door.
Jiang Minghao's eyes penetrated the wall and watched Chu Xiaolan run further and further away from the corridor. He felt that his heart was hooked by a wire. As Chu Xiaolan moved away, the more painful he pulled, the flesh on his body became more and more painful. As Chu Xiaolan's gradually blurred figure was torn piece by piece, it made him feel unhappy, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help but slip through drops of crystal tears.
"Hey!" Wei Debing sighed deeply: "Brother Hao, why are you doing this?"
Be quiet, the whole ward seemed to have entered absolute silence after Wei Debing’s sigh. Except for Jiang Minghao’s heavy breathing, there was no sound at all. His short breath without rhythm, like the sound of sobbing. Wei Debing knew that Jiang Minghao's heart was bitter, but he didn't want to hurt such a good girl.
Seeing Jiang Minghao stabbing her beloved one by one, Chu Xiaolan was heartbroken, but Jiang Minghao's heart was so painful, Wei Debing gradually understood, maybe this is love? Hurting each other, but loving each other deeply.
"By the way, how about Xiaotian? Why didn't you see others?"
Jiang Minghao’s voice broke the silence in the entire room. Wei Debing just remembered and forgot to tell Jiang Minghao about Wu Tian. He replied casually: "Brother Tian is being a guest at the guard, and he is entertained by good food and drink. ."
"Huh?" Jiang Minghao looked puzzled. In the detention center, he was still a guest, and the food was delicious. Anyone who heard the question was filled with questions. Jiang Minghao turned his head and asked seriously: "Little soldier, what's the matter? "
"It's nothing," Weidebing said indifferently: "Brother Tian took you to the hospital. He drove a Jetta out of a sports car. More than 20 police cars chased and intercepted him, but he couldn't catch up with him in the end. The hospital took Brother Tian away, accused him of dangerous driving, revoked his license, fined 3,000, and imprisoned him for half a year."
Hearing Wei Debing's words, Jiang Minghao's heart settled a little bit. The capital is Wu Tian's land. He should be fine. Just when he wanted to ask Long Zhiwen and Zhao Changming, the rhythmic footsteps, leather shoes and the floor came to mind in the corridor. The sound of the tower tower seems to be printed out of the mold, and the time interval and distance of each step are exactly the same. This step is undoubtedly the dragon country soldier.
"Haha, Jiang Minghao, your kid is too damn bad, Lao Long, I lie down for three days and then get up, your kid has been lying down for five days, how come you still look like a dead pig?"
Before Long Zhiwen entered the ward, the loud voice came from the corridor. Jiang Minghao followed his reputation. There were two people beside Long Zhiwen. One was Snow Wolf's squadron leader Wei Junjie, and One was Zhao Changming. All three of them wore uniforms. The neat pace and the majestic attitude of the soldiers all over caused a commotion in the corridor, especially Wei Junjie, with a serious and cold expression, which was even more intriguing. The female nurse was a nympho.
As soon as they entered the door, Weide Bing immediately got up and offered a standard military salute:
"Report to Comrade Commander, student Wei Debing reports to you."
Long Zhiwen and Zhao Changming returned a symbolic military salute, signaling him to sit down without restraint, but Wei Junjie on the side just took off his military hat, as if he didn't care about these so-called etiquettes, and Jiang Minghao went straight over Long Zhiwen. Said hello to Wei Junjie:
"Old guard, thank you for your life-saving grace."
"Old Wei?" Wei Junjie murmured softly in his heart. This name came out of Jiang Minghao's mouth. He always felt that something was wrong, but he responded with a polite "um", and he was still on standby. Standing in one corner, the gun with his right hand was still no more than ten centimeters away from his waist, exactly the same as when Jiang Minghao first saw him in the military ward, without the slightest change.
"Commander Long, is your injury better?" Maybe even Wei Debing felt that Jiang Minghao was a little embarrassed to leave Long Zhiwen alone. Fortunately, he cared for Jiang Minghao.
"It's okay, my old dragon has thick skin and thick skin. I can't die, but you." Long Zhiwen took out an off-white paper bag from his handbag and handed it to Wei Debing:
"This is your order, now your brothers are all soldiers of my old dragon, haha!"
Long Zhiwen said with a smile on his face, as if accepting a few tiger generals, full of joy, he looked down at Jiang Minghao’s silent expression and continued: "I will give you six months. After six months, I will Waiting for your report in the Border City Military Region."
"Yes!" Wei Debing took the transfer order, raised his right hand and saluted: "Guaranteed to complete the task."
However, Jiang Minghao did not feel a bit of joy because the three brothers could gather in the Border City Military Region in the future. In the villa of Zhao Ritian in Lanshan, Jiang Minghao always felt that the hot commander in front of him was a bit unclear. Perhaps he was suspicious. Feeling that it’s not a good thing for a few brothers to get together, fortunately, he asked:
"Commander Long, has Zhao Ritian found it?"
"No," Long Zhiwen heard the three words of Zhao Ritian, his originally delighted face was suddenly occupied with anger. He didn't avoid Zhao Changming, who was on the side, and directly cursed: "Zhao Ritian of Dog Day, I don't know where he went. , It seems like the world has suddenly evaporated, damn, if I let Lao Tzu catch him, he must be..."
"Alright, Lao Long." Seeing Zhao Changming's embarrassment, Wei Junjie interrupted Long Zhiwen's words directly: "You go out first, let me have a good talk with my junior."
Wei Junjie did not directly call Jiang Minghao by name, but called him his junior disciple. This meant that he was a cheetah's apprentice. It was purely the senior apprentice's chat with the senior disciple. This gave Long Zhiwen and the others no reason to refuse.
"Well, anyway, my goal this time has been achieved. I'm leaving now. There are still a lot of things in the military area."
Long Zhiwen found an excuse and took Zhao Changming and Wei Debing out of the ward. As the door of the ward was closed, Wei Junjie, who was originally serious and ruthless, suddenly became like a wild horse without restraint. Throwing the military cap in his hand on Jiang Minghao's bed, unbuttoning the two top buttons of the uniform, and drew out a flue:
"Do you smoke? Oh, forget, you're still hurting, you can't smoke."
Wei Junjie seemed to be deliberately ignoring Jiang Minghao’s addiction. He dipped the cigarette directly to his mouth, took out the lighter, and took a deep sip. But Jiang Minghao noticed that no matter how relaxed Wei Junjie was, his The distance between the right hand and the waist with the gun has never exceeded the range of ten centimeters.
"Damn, who said you can't smoke if you are injured?" Jiang Minghao saw Wei Junjie's self-consciousness and started asking for it.
"Haha, well, like my younger brother Wei Junjie." Wei Junjie put the cigarette in his mouth and shook the hospital bed to make Jiang Minghao lean, walked to the front, and took a few puffs of cigarettes to Jiang Minghao's. He said:
"I know about you, they told me." Seeing Jiang Minghao took a few sips, Wei Junjie took the cigarette back and started smoking himself.
Jiang Minghao spit out the smoke ring in his mouth and said: "If you know it, you will know it. I am like this, the gods are completely abandoned."
"It's okay, God closed a door for you, and he will definitely open a window for you." Wei Junjie said comfortingly, even he felt false, a paralyzed handicapped person, even if God opened a window for him The skylight is useless, but Jiang Minghao smiled softly and replied:
"God won't open the window for me anymore. I just hope that when he closes the door, he won't use the door frame to clip my head by the way. I'm so grateful."
"puff······"
"Haha..."
After listening to Jiang Minghao's words, Wei Junjie and the little junior in front of him laughed unanimously, as if these painful experiences were all like clouds, and the clouds of smoke after a glance did not affect the mood of the two iron-blooded soldiers. Showcasing the grandeur of drinking the Xiongnu's blood with a smile and a thirst.
"But seriously, what are your plans in the future?" Wei Junjie suddenly stopped his smile and asked with a serious face.
"Me? Planning?" Jiang Minghao still smiled and replied: "What else can I plan? Eat, drink, and sleep well."
This time, Wei Junjie did not speak, and silently smoked a cigarette. He really didn’t know how to answer the conversation. He originally intended to pull Jiang Minghao into his Snow Wolf squadron and take charge of related training subjects because he wanted to pass Jiang Minghao. Bringing Jiang Jianguo’s training method to the Snow Wolf Squadron, but when he heard Jiang Minghao’s humorous self-deprecation, Wei Junjie knew that his own thoughts would only make Jiang Minghao feel sorry for him. Fortunately, he didn’t mention it. Up.
"Hey, old guard, how do you eat alone? I'm also your junior at any rate. You've exhausted this root, so I don't know how to send it to my mouth?"
Looking at the flame that was about to burn the cigarette butt, Wei Junjie reacted: "Huh? Oh, I will order another one."
"Forget it, don't smoke, don't be scolded by the nurse then."
"Okay, it's okay, then I'll leave first." Wei Junjie saw that his idea could not be realized and was about to leave. At this moment, Jiang Minghao asked suddenly:
"By the way, old guard, do you remember that there are five people, an old man, a thin and tall man, a short and fat monk, a strong man in camouflage, and a sissy, how are they?"
"Oh, you said they were all right. They left after recording their statements at the police station a few days ago. As for where they went, I didn't ask much, what's the matter?"
"It's okay," Jiang Minghao asked with a wicked smile on Jiang Minghao's originally worried face.
"Old guard, has anyone told you?"
Wei Junjie looked at Jiang Minghao's evil expression. Although he knew this kid was full of bad water tricks, he still asked curiously: "Tell me what?"
"Actually, you are ugly when you laugh." Jiang Minghao said solemnly: "Well, really, I didn't lie to you."
"Fuck off!" Wei Junjie scolded when he heard Jiang Minghao teasing him, but the corners of his mouth were slanted, restraining his inner joy and said: "Go, take care of yourself."
"Haha..."
Seeing Wei Junjie walked out of the room, Jiang Minghao finally couldn't help but laugh, but he smiled, the corners of his eyes were once again moist, maybe he was crying, maybe his heart was too bitter.
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