"Who can tell me what's going on? Didn't the team fill you up? "Or
Zhang Xiaoqiang's tone was lazy and decadent at first, and then suddenly sank into a metal tone choking out of his throat. The deep chill from that syllable swept over 700 men and women, making each of them fall into the ice cellar.
"Are you tired of living?" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally spoke out completely. Not only the men and women were relieved, but also the team members standing behind him and Huang Quan around him were relieved. Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice was so miserable that he was flustered.
No one can answer. Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes seem to be nodding, but the people standing opposite him feel guilty. It seems that they can see some cold stars from Zhang Xiaoqiang's narrow eyes. Is it a lion or a man?
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not continue to play with them.
"If anyone has gone to the lake, stand up by yourself. I've counted all of them here." Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice is not big or small, not high or low. It's just this ordinary sentence that makes those people even more frightened than the metal tone that was deliberately polished just now.
The crowd didn't move, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was not worried. He squinted and waited. The spring beside him didn't have Zhang Xiaoqiang's patience. His gloomy eyes were constantly sweeping the crowd. The coldness in his eyes was no less than Zhang Xiaoqiang's. as long as he saw it, whether it was true or not, his legs were trembling. Who are these people? How can one be more frightening than the other?
Can't stand the pressure of good son as if to return to that night, Huang Quan gently asked a, gunshot, the man died, Huang Quan began to ask again, voice is still so soft, let a person cold to the bone.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes narrowed slightly, and finally someone came out. The man, with a bandage on his head, had a black bloodstain on the bandage, and the white bandage was dyed brown by the dust. The man wanted to show a calm look, with his swallowing Adam's apple and hands, And his slightly trembling legs betrayed the great fear he was now suffering.
Zhang Xiaoqiang squints and looks at the nervous young man. He doesn't speak. He continues to wait for other people to come forward. He wants to find out why and do something else. He is not a stubborn and partial believer.
The men took the lead, and the women came out one after another, one or two······
Zhang Xiaoqiang silently counted in his heart. At last, he nodded his head with satisfaction. There were a lot of them. These women were still sensible. They didn't want to fish in troubled waters. Maybe they were really afraid of being written down, Maybe they are reluctant to give up the job that can make them eat enough.
"Who can tell me? I don't want to ask for the third time ··· "Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to ask, with the same tone as just now.
"Newspaper... Newspaper... Newspaper... Newspaper..." the man opened his mouth, but he didn't know where Zhang Xiaoqiang was sacred or how to call him.
"It's just that our vice captain, Mr. Zhang's nephew, you've all been remembered. Don't be rude." Huang Quan stands up and introduces Zhang Xiaoqiang's new identity. He scolds Zhang Huaian in his heart. He is really beautiful.
"Yes... Report to the vice captain. I'm voluntary. My wife is weak. I want to find some meat for him. We heard from the officers that big fish don't go ashore on a sunny day."
"Wait... Sir? The officer? " Zhang Xiaoqiang is depressed. It seems that there is only one real officer in this camp, and Zhang Huai'an, the logistics officer, only has his title with an official word?
Liangzi has not yet opened his mouth, and a member of the team behind Zhang Xiaoqiang is reporting it.
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