At the front of the street in the town is a newly opened "Chunyang Hotel". Several girls in camisole and miniskirts are greeting some guests who jumped out of the truck.
Ye Jian, who passed by the roadside, walked quickly to Principal Chen's house without squinting his eyes and carrying the vegetables he bought.
A bowl of braised pork, a braised grass carp, a bowl of fragrant fried bacon, a tomato soup, and a bowl of greens. The happy Principal Chen and Old Uncle Gen sipped the rice wine and chatted.
By the time the meal was finished, both of them were already a little drunk.
Ye Jian packed up everything, carrying a schoolbag, took a flashlight, and walked to the boot camp.
The recruit assembly camp was about ten miles away from Principal Chen’s home. When passing the "Chunyang Hotel", several motorcycles rushed over from the front. Ye Jian, who was using his torch, subconsciously turned off the light, and saw how many motorcycles. A motorcycle stopped at the door of the restaurant around a bend.
The strong motorcycle lights didn't go out immediately, shining on the glass doors of the restaurant and reflecting the dazzling light.
When the night breeze came with a pungent motorcycle diesel smell, Ye Jian wrinkled his nose involuntarily with a faint bloody smell, and left quickly.
During the day, a few girls in camisoles came out to greet them with a smile, and all the people on the motorcycle got off one by one.
"Go away!" A man scolded angrily, blocking the footsteps of one of the girls, and got out of the car by himself, "Bring the meal to my room and let Liao Youde come over."
Ye Jian's footsteps paused lightly, and when she raised her foot again, she walked more steadily and faster.
The blood remaining in the air hadn't faded, Ye Jian didn't keep walking forward, but took a shortcut to the recruit assembly camp.
When passing by a pond in the village, I suddenly heard a rapid gasp coming from under the embankment, and then there was the sound of "crashing" water, as if someone was getting up from the pond.
There was a strong bloody smell in the muddy smell, which made Ye Jian's footsteps stop while slowly crawling on the wet ground.
The sound of water disappeared, and the wheezing sound became more rapid...
The corners of Ye Jian's mouth tightened. This person was injured. Isn't he a villager in the town? No, it should not be possible. If it is a villager in the town, he can call it.
She has always been cautious and didn't move, as if she was immersed in the night, even her breathing was tight.
In the darkness, someone staggered to their feet and swayed towards the camp on the top of the hill. The smell of blood became more and more serious.
After seeing the dark shadow clearly, Ye Jian almost didn't hesitate. He jumped up from the ground, and the flashlight ran towards the staggering dark shadow in his schoolbag.
"I will help you over, come, put the weight of your body on me! I can hold you steady."
Ye Jian, who rushed over, grabbed the man's right arm and put it on his shoulders, and the other hand held the man's strong waist tightly, "I know Chief Yang, don't talk, go back and treat the wound first."
After staying in the army for so long, the aura exuding from Sombra was familiar to him. It was a fierce military power that was calm in the face of life and death.
The man who was extremely injured and had lost too much blood had persisted until now by perseverance. When Ye Jian rushed out, the pistol in his hand had been loaded.