Chapter 62: Respectable person
Chapter 62 Respectable People
At the forefront of the town’s street is a newly opened “Chunyang Grand Hotel”. Several girls wearing camisole and miniskirts are greeting several guests who jumped from the van.
Ye Jian, who passed by the road, was squinting and holding the food he bought. He walked quickly to Chen’s home.
A bowl of braised pork, a braised grass carp, a bowl of fragrant dried bacon, a tomato soup, and a bowl of green vegetables, the head of the happy Chen, and the old man sighed with a small mouth and sipped rice wine.
When the meal is finished, the two are already a little drunk.
Ye Jian was packing everything, carrying a schoolbag and taking a flashlight and going to the recruit camp.
The recruits camp is about ten miles away from the home of President Chen. After passing through the "Chunyang Grand Hotel", several motorcycles flew from the front and the leaves of the flashlight were subconsciously extinguished. A motorcycle stopped at the door of the hotel.
The strong motorcycle lights were not extinguished immediately, and the glare of the light was reflected on the glass door of the hotel.
The night wind was accompanied by a pungent smell of motorcycle diesel. With a hint of **** smell, Ye simply wrinkled his nose and left in a few steps.
During the day, a few girls wearing camisole graciously came out to greet, and the people on the motorcycle came down one by one.
"Get out!" A man angered, blocking the footsteps of one of the girls, and turned himself off the car. "Take the meal to my room and let Liao Youde come over."
Ye Jian’s footsteps were lightly lifted, and when he lifted his foot, he walked more stable and faster.
The **** blood in the air has not faded, and Ye Jian has not gone all the way, but copied the near road to the recruits camp.
After passing through a pond in the village, I heard a rapid gasping sound coming from under the pond, and then there was a sound of "哗啦啦", like someone who got up from the pond.
The smell of muddy scented with a strong **** scent, which made Ye Jian’s footsteps stay, while the body slowly squatted on the wet ground.
The sound of water disappeared, and the sound of breathing was even more urgent...
Ye Jian’s mouth is tighter, and this person is injured. Is it the villager in the town? No, it should be unlikely. If it is a villager in the town, he can call.
She has always been cautious, she did not move, just like being into the night, even breathing is tight.
In the darkness, some people stood up and walked toward the camp on the hill in one step, and the smell of blood became heavier.
After seeing the black shadow, Ye Jian almost did not hesitate to jump from the ground, and the flashlight ran to the black shadow of the shackles in the bag.
"I will help you in the past, come and lean on the weight of me! I can help you."
The rushed Ye Jian grabbed the man's right arm and put it on his shoulder. The other hand held the man's strong waist tightly. "Yang Yingchang, I know, don't talk, go back and deal with the wound."
After staying in the army for so long, the breath emitted by the black shadow is familiar to him. It is also a fierce battle against life and death.
The man who was extremely injured and had too much blood loss insisted on perseverance until now. When Ye Jian rushed out, the pistol in his hand had already been bulleted.
It has always been believed that those who struggle on the front line, use the body as a bridge in the flood, and bravely take the lead in disasters... are the most respectable people. The retrograde figure is the most touching. Everyone has a military dream in their hearts, but how hard are they to wear them in military uniforms?
(End of this chapter)
