Bandits join the army

"Hurry up... Hurry up and leave!"

Little Baiyang looked at Zhao Hongming with his bun face, and then wrinkled even tighter.

Who can he pull with this board?Raw?It's no wonder that I can be someone else's opponent!

But one sentence from the boss really hit his lifeline. He has been staying with Zhao Hongming all this time...

So, full of guilt, Xiao Baiyang still plucked up the courage to move forward, and decided to use "outsmarting" which he was good at.

"That...Brother Hong Ming..."

Zhao Hongming turned around and looked at him with eyes like copper bells. Little Baiyang trembled, almost crying, and his voice began to shake a little.

"No... Brother Hong Ming, listen to me. You see, our boss doesn't like to drink too much at ordinary times. He drinks a lot after you went down the mountain two days ago. Based on my understanding of our boss, I reckon that your boss may It's a bit unhappy, our boss is drinking with us..."

Zhao Hongming just wanted to say fart, but he turned his head and glanced at Jing Shuiliang. Jing Shuiliang's head was lowered. When Zhao Hongming turned his head to look over, he caught up with Jing Shuiliang's raising his head. The bloodshot eyes made Zhao Hongming believe what Xiao Baiyang said.

Out of worry, he still opened his mouth: "Chief, what's wrong with your hand?"

Jing Shuiliang's thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke slowly: "Get lost."

Apparently it was the first time Jing Shuiliang said such words to Zhao Hongming. Zhao Hongming's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

"what?"

Jing Shuiliang's eyes were dull, and his expression was calm, with only indifference.

"roll."

After all, little Baiyang was still clever, seeing that the situation was not good, he rushed forward and grabbed Jing Shuiliang's arm, his voice was still lacking in confidence.

"Brother Hong Ming, your boss drank too much. Let's go first. If there is something to do, wait until they sober up. Let me tell you, my guess is absolutely the same. Your boss is in a bad mood now. Let's not talk about it." Don't bother them, just wait for a while."

Xiao Baiyang pulled a few times, and found that Zhao Hongming seemed to have been scolded by the two words "roll". He pulled lightly, and he actually pulled. While supporting him, he spoke.

"Our chef sister said that when people are uncomfortable, they have to be left to them. As long as they don't drink too much, it's fine. It seems that this wound was treated by your military doctor. Let's not worry about it. If you don't believe me, I will take you there now. Ask Sister Cook, and let her cook a little stove for us by the way!"

Zhao Hongming had already been pulled away. Although his eyes were still looking at Jing Shuiliang, he was not far from the door anyway.

"If you're upset, I'll ask Sister Chef to find you some wine to drink, and we'll drink too. We'll talk about it later, let's go first!"

Little Baiyang was still talking non-stop, but obviously no one listened to him, so Zhao Hongming was dragged out in the noisy voice...

Bai Feifei heard the voice gradually getting smaller until it disappeared, then he stretched his brows, reached out and stroked Jing Shuiliang's drooping head.

It was different from what he had imagined, Jing Shuiliang's hair was very hard, just like all his persistence all the time, it was a bit prickly, and he didn't want to be approached.

Maybe... Bai Feifei thought that he might be one of the few people who could really get close to him from the heart.

"Zhao Hongming...is a good subordinate."

Jing Shuiliang took a sip of wine.

"That's... that's right, it's just a subordinate..."