There were several kerosene lamps placed in the tent, emitting a faint firelight. Chen Xing and Charlie sat looking at each other, drinking coffee.
"Captain Poit, please come in."
As the sound rang out, the windproof curtain of the tent was opened. The wind suddenly came in and the lights swayed.
When he saw Chen Xing, Powater was stunned for a moment even though he was prepared. Then his expression returned to normal and he asked with a smile, "Oh, Captain Chen is here too."
"Yes." Chen Xing put down his cup and said lazily.
"My disobedient sister has caused you so much trouble." Poit said with his fists clasped, "Here, I apologize to you."
But before he finished speaking, Chen Xing suddenly spun up and punched him. Powater didn't react in time and hit his chest with his fist. There was only a muffled sound of "bang", and he flew backwards, spurting blood, knocking several of his men behind him to stagger and lay on the ground.
Chen Xing's punch was ready to go when Powatt entered the door. With the blessing of the "triple", it exploded with several times the power. With one punch, Powatt was half disabled, and his combat power was fully restored. lose.
When several mercenaries struggled to get up and reached for the assault rifles behind their backs, a faint voice came from above their heads.
"Whoever dares to move will die!"
Looking up, Chen Xingzheng was holding Bo Na's neck with one hand, hiding behind her, and holding a pistol in one hand, pointing at them. There was a cold light in their eyes, forcing them to believe that if they made one wrong move, they would be shot in the head.
"Don't...don't do anything..." Powater spat out blood and said with a trembling voice.
Anyone who can blow him away with one punch must have muscle strength of at least thirty, and the damage that ordinary bullets can cause is very limited. Moreover, the other party's reaction speed was much faster than his. They were no match at all, and resisting would only lead to death.
"Very good, there is finally someone with a clear head." Chen Xing said with an evil smile.
"Brother, brother..." Looking at her brother who fell to the ground with a gray face, Pona shed tears.
Chen Xing narrowed his eyes, let go of his hand, and pushed her forward. Poona lost her restraints and immediately rushed to Powater's side, knelt on the ground, and examined his injuries. The love between brother and sister is beyond words.
"Do you know why I don't just kill you?" Chen Xing asked calmly.
The mercenaries looked at him with fear in their eyes, and no one dared to answer.
"Because I do it for Black Snake's sake and don't want to antagonize him." Chen Xing asked himself and answered with a very cold voice, "If there is a next time, I will personally send you to Black Snake and let him Clear the door.”
Although he said this, Chen Xing felt extremely guilty in his heart. He relied entirely on the instant burst of the trio to crush the opponent. Otherwise, he would not be Powater's opponent, let alone the opponent's group of subordinates.
A few hours ago, after Bo Na left, Chen Xing felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. To be on the safe side, he found the captain of the caravan, Charlie, and told him what had just happened. Charlie is a friend introduced by Xiao Wu, the assistant to the mayor, and is trustworthy. Furthermore, if something happens to him in the other party's caravan, the other party is likely to face questioning from the mayor, which is not an easy matter.
"Chen, Captain Chen...I, I can't see Taishan...Oh, I'm offended..." Powatt struggled to get up and said intermittently.
"Brother, I'm sorry. We were wrong. We will never dare to do it again." "Don't tell the brigade commander, otherwise we will be dead." "As long as you don't tell us, we can do anything you want from us in the future." Several people. The mercenary looked horrified, and he knelt down and begged repeatedly.
"Okay." Chen Xing waved his hand as if to shoo away flies, interrupting them and saying, "As long as you are more honest next time, I will pretend that nothing happened."
"Definitely, definitely!" "Thank you, brother!" "Thank you, boss!" The mercenaries said as they retreated, turning around and running away as if they were receiving an amnesty.
With Bo Na's support, Bo Watt stood up unsteadily, then shook the former away vigorously, glanced at Chen Xing, and said, "Go and serve Captain Chen."
"Brother..." Bo Na hesitated.
"Leave me alone, I can't die yet..." Powater gasped, gritted his teeth, and shouted sternly, "Hurry up!"
Chen Xing said nothing, turned around and entered the tent, sat down, and continued drinking coffee with Charlie, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Captain Chen, in the words of you people from the Eastern Continent, it means that the real person does not show his face." Charlie said with a smile, with a hint of awe in his eyes. Chen Xing's punch was really amazing. Fast, accurate and ruthless, ordinary elite warriors cannot do it. Moreover, he is young now and will definitely have a chance to win the defensive level in the future.
A future mayor is well worth making friends with.
"Captain Chen, I also have a private bottle of red wine here, a special red wine from the Malan royal family. The weather is so good today, so we can taste it together." With that said, Charlie stood up, opened the wooden box on the bedside, and took out a bottle of gold-plated label , red wine with Malan flower logo printed on it.
Malan flower, whose scientific name is "Ma Lin", also known as Malian, dry cattail, horse leek, etc., is a plant of the Iris family. It is cold and drought tolerant and grows in relatively harsh environments such as wastelands, deserts, and hillside grasslands. The petals are mostly purple and white, very small, growing together in clusters, in the shape of grass balls, a bit like leeks, and are the most common flowers in wastelands and deserts.
At the same time, Malan flower is also the surname and symbol of the royal family in the Ambergris River basin, so it is also called "Malan Royal Family" or "Malan Royal Family".
The royal family’s special wine is not so easy to obtain. Even though the Malan royal family's sowing ability is first-rate and princes and nobles are spread all over the world, it is still illegal for ordinary people to hide it privately. Although it only reduces the credit rating by a small level, it is still very severe.
When Charlie brought out the special drink at this time, it felt like "the two brothers did bad things together". Chen Xing III was a man who could not see the other party's intentions, so he naturally had no objection. For him at this stage, the more friends the better.
At this time, Bona opened the curtain and came in. The tears on her face had been wiped away, and except for the slight redness of her eyes, she couldn't tell that she had cried just now. I saw her taking Charlie's red wine with both hands, opening it with a corkscrew, shaking it with a decanter for a while, and pouring a glass for each of them.
"Thank you Mr. Charles for your hospitality." Chen Xing raised his glass and said.
"It's an honor for me, Captain Chen, to come here." Charlie responded with a toast.
"Ding!"
The two tall glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound, and then they both drank.
After another half hour of chatting, after finishing a bottle of red wine, Chen Xing stood up and left. Charlie sent him out of the tent and watched him for a while before going back. Bona followed him silently, lowering her head and saying nothing.
Chen Xing originally didn't want to accept this so-called "service", but then he thought that if he backed down now, he would appear a little timid and not have the magnanimity of a "future guard-level powerhouse."
Now that you have made a start, you have to keep pretending. Otherwise, if he turns around and sees that Ni Duan has only three seconds of strength, he might just kill people and seize things.
In the wilderness, strength is everything. If he were in another position and he was the weak one, the situation might have been completely reversed. Instead of making friends, Charlie turned a blind eye. So now he is riding a tiger and cannot get off, and he has to do all the tricks in his acting.
Of course, it is undeniable that he is still very interested in Bona.
If you don't do it, it will be in vain. If you do it, it will be in vain. As a man, how can you miss such a good thing!
Returning to his footing, Chen Xing looked at the tent with several holes poked in it, and his eyes towards Bo Na became a little colder. I dare not leave any room for this group of people. They don't even give them a chance to beg for mercy. They kill them directly.
"I...I..." Under his gaze, Poona looked frightened and stuttered, unable to speak a complete sentence for a long time.
"Go get a bucket of hot water and wash yourself clean." Chen Xing said in a deep voice.
Bona was stunned for a moment, with despair in her eyes. His expression was like that of a hesitating lamb.
"Didn't you hear?" Chen Xing asked.
That cold and stern tone was like an ice knife, piercing Bona's heart. She immediately lowered her head and trotted towards the supply truck.
After a while, she borrowed a large kettle from the team's logistics staff, filled it with water, and boiled it on a kerosene stove. Then he borrowed a large wooden bucket filled with water, adjusted the water temperature, and dragged it into the small tent on a cart.
Chen Xing got into the barrel and took a bath for a while. Bona knelt behind and rubbed his back. After washing, Bona got in and washed it again. Finally, she put the barrel outside and spread it with a clean blanket and quilt.
The brown skin is stained with water drops, the graceful waistcoat line separates the toned abdomen, and the silver navel ring sparkles under the illumination of the kerosene lamp, making it mysterious and enchanting. The expression of the person involved was a little hesitant, a little worried, a little timid, and a little expectant.
Quietly, bursts of slight, yet suppressed, slightly distressed sounds came from the small tent that was leaking light. It seems that he is suffering great pain, but he dare not speak out loudly, for fear of offending the other party and attracting more severe punishment, like a lamb whimpering, whining softly and melodiously...
