Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Chapter 41 Obsessive-compulsive disorder

Chen Changhai woke up leisurely, touched his hot cheek with his hand, it hurt a little, it seemed to be swollen.

My head is a little dizzy, and the scenery in front of me is still a little blurry.

"What's wrong with me?" Chen Changhai asked leisurely, his current consciousness is still a little confused, and his memory still stays before he fainted due to a stroke.

"Boss, you have passed."

Shaking his head, a bad thought came to his mind again.

Came here once the day before yesterday, and came again today.

Not long to live!

This was the only thought in Chen Changhai's mind.

"But why is my face swollen?" Chen Changhai looked at the puppet soldiers suspiciously and asked.

"It's Laba. When he saw that you smoked, he ran out to find some herbal medicine. After feeding it, he stopped smoking. Then your face became swollen, not only your face was swollen, but now your neck is also swollen." Someone pointed out said to a puppet soldier with a simple and honest face.

Chen Changhai touched his neck, it felt stiff and seemed to be swollen.

He stood up wobbly, and a puppet soldier next to him immediately came to help him: "Head, shall we still go to practice?"

Chen Changhai sighed, and said weakly: "I'm not going, let's go back to the stronghold first, I want to be quiet."

"Head, is Jingjing your concubine? If you want to, brother, I'll go to Ping'an City and bring her over to you."

"Get lost!" Chen Changhai kicked the eyeless puppet soldier's thigh, pinning him to the ground.

Md, just now, it seems that the reason for the arrhythmia is because of wanting a woman. Is it really like what Xu San said, my illness is related to women?
But what happened this time?
Turning to look at Laba: "By the way, what kind of medicine are you feeding me? I don't know if you have this ability?"

The puppet army known as Laba scratched their heads in embarrassment, "What can I do, I am a farmer. In the past, the sheep at home had convulsions, and they were fed that kind of grass."

He intentionally kicked him, but he had good intentions no matter what.

If this is revenge for kindness, it will inevitably chill the brother's heart. After thinking about it, he asked, "Is that kind of grass still there?"

"Yes! Yes! Fortunately, this kind of grass is resistant to freezing and can be found in winter." As he spoke, Laba took out a few stalks of yellow Braji grass from his pocket.

Chen Changhai looked at it and put it in his pocket, then took out a few banknotes and stuffed them in, "This little money is my brother's kindness, go back and buy a bottle of wine."

"No, no."

Laba quickly stretched out his hand and pushed it back.

Chen Changhai is famous for being stingy and stingy. Although Laba looks honest, he is not stupid. He knows that if he takes money today, the captain may not give him small shoes in the future.

Not exactly, Chen Changhai resolutely withdrew the money, and took the puppet army back to the stronghold.

However, absent-minded, he accidentally took a fork in the road, and when he regained his senses, he didn't know where the depths were? .
Li Si reached out to take a pile of bricks, and then threw it to the side without looking at it, and then the pile of bricks fell neatly on a pile of bricks more than one meter away.

This was repeated several times, and after the bricks were stacked one layer, the devil in charge of the work waved his hand to stop.

Then, another devil ran to the brick pile, took out a twine with a stone hanging on it, compared it, and adjusted it slightly before waving his hand to signal to continue.

This situation had happened several times, and Li Si was speechless to a picky supervisor like a devil.

Although he knew that the devils had strict military discipline, if it was like today, it meant that the devils in this stronghold were sick, and the disease was not serious.

After moving the bricks, several people sorted out other materials, and Li Si also found an opportunity to send a few voice messages.

At the same time, he also got the news that the county brigade had destroyed another road.

In the evening, Kamijou Touma, the supreme commander of this stronghold, was ushered in the prison where Li Si was located.

He was wearing a neat military uniform of the officer, neat and tidy, without a single wrinkle.Like most devil officers, he is not tall, about 1.6 meters, with a hygienic beard.

But unlike ordinary officers, his command knife is not hung on his body, but is kept by his adjutant. Another difference is that he is equipped with two pistols, one on the left and one on the waist on both sides .His eyes were cold and gloomy, and there was a faint smell of blood on his body. From this smell, Li Si judged that the officer of this little devil should have killed someone just now.

After briefly inspecting the cell, he stopped at the door of Li Si's cell.

After silently counting the number of people, he did not speak, but raised his eyebrows slightly.

Then, he glanced fiercely at the devil who was in charge of guarding the cell.

The devil immediately stood at attention and bowed: "Hi!"

Turn back and open the cell door.

His movements are fast and standard, and every detail is in place.

After opening the door, he quickly picked out seven people in the cell, including Li Si and Lian Wushang.

Exposed?
Probably not, because the seven people who were pulled out were not only from the county brigade, but also a fellow villager who was arrested from other places.

Just as Li Si was still thinking about how to deal with the situation that was about to happen, the opposite cell was also opened.

Then the devil gave him a push and pushed him into the opposite cell.

Seeing that there was no exposure, Li Si walked in cooperatively.

Seven people followed Li Si one after another and walked inside.

But when the last one was about to enter, he was stopped by devils.

The person who was stopped was a soldier from the county brigade, and he looked at the stopped devil for some reason.

But what he saw in the devil's eyes was a trace of mockery and gloating.

"Crack - crack"

Kamijou Touma took out his pistol, pulled the pistol, raised his hand, and pulled the trigger without the slightest hesitation.

bah—

A gunshot echoed in the prison.

After the gunshot, Li Si saw his comrades lying in a pool of blood.

Lian Wushang was about to explode in the face of the oncoming killing, but Li Si immediately held his shoulders down.

Gritting his teeth, he suppressed the unwillingness and anger in his heart to stabilize his trembling figure.

Kamijou Touma waved his hand, and the dead warrior was dragged out.

The death of a comrade-in-arms came too suddenly, without warning.

After Kamijou Touma shot, Li Si even thought that his side was really exposed.

However, Kamijou did not continue with the next step, he just put the gun back into the holster, then turned and left as if nothing had happened.

After Kamijou left, the devil brought a mop and a bucket, and motioned to the people opposite to clean up.

The smell of blood permeated the entire cell for a while.

Li Si leaned against the wall, looking at the bloodstains of his comrades on the ground, a surge of sadness surged up, another comrade died, how many times is this?

He doesn't know the reason, but if Xu San is here, he must know.

Because of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Damn obsessive-compulsive disorder, the number of detainees on the left and right sides is not equal, so the damn devil just randomly picked one to kill.

　This chapter is not prejudiced against obsessive-compulsive disorder, but just uses this introduction to write about the atrocities of devils. If someone looks uncomfortable, the author can only say sorry.

　　
　
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