Chapter 978

After all, Zhang Feng went to bed after drinking the medicine.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning. It was very quiet today.

I didn't hear the angry shouts of students running exercises or the sound of doing morning exercises.

It seems that some are in dreams.

Zhang Feng's arms at this time are not so painful, but they are a little sour. Under the action of alcohol and Sun Simiao's drugs, Zhang Feng's arms slowly recover. Except for muscle acid, everything is as usual.

When he opened the door and was ready to call Siva to prepare breakfast, he was startled by what was in front of him.

When Zhang Feng thought about what time it was, his eyes swept aside, but he saw Yuchi Gong still sitting where he sat yesterday.

Yuchi Gong seemed to have stayed up all night. He was carrying a stranger's knife in his hand. As soon as Zhang Feng opened the door, Yuchi Gong was preparing to cut off the tendon of his left arm. There were already two traces of blood on his arm, which flowed down Juan Juan's arm.

Zhang Feng was startled at the sight.

He quickly clenched his teeth and grasped the blade.

With his ruthless strength, if this knife goes on, he will be crippled if he doesn't die.

The people in the army have always been simple, say one thing, and recognize the truth. No one can change it. Yuchi Gong has been annoyed since he woke up yesterday.

He has always felt guilty about the reason for death. He thinks that if Cheng Yaojin hadn't knocked him out later, whether Zhang Feng was alive or not is not certain.

"Lao Yu, if you recognize me as a brother, put down the knife. If you don't recognize me Zhang Feng as a brother, you'll chop my hands together!"

Zhang Feng shouted coldly.

Yuchi Gong heard the speech and sighed hoarsely in an instant: "it's all my brother's fault. If my brother didn't go crazy yesterday, how could you do this? You disturbed me, but I can't get around myself all the time! If the autumn hunting is delayed because of me, I really die 10000 times and can't make up for it."

Zhang Feng hurriedly interrupted him. At this time, Cheng Yaojin, who had hunted a wild wolf in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, happened to see this scene.

Hurried forward to dissuade: "Lao Yu, what are you doing?"

"Feng Zi is not like that. Why are you so stubborn?"

At this time, the sound of starting morning exercises sounded in the distance.

This voice was full of vitality, which made Yuchi Gong react. He was a little petty.

The chapped lips opened, and finally gave a deep sigh. Regardless of the bloody arm, he tore a cloth bandage from his clothes.

But Zhang Feng stopped it.

In future generations, it would not be too much to sew more than a dozen stitches on such a big wound. Zhang Feng took Yuchi Gong to the living room, disinfected him with alcohol, and then wrapped Yuchi Gong up with sterilized cotton strips.

Zhang Feng saw that both of them stared at the small porcelain bottle in his hand and the cotton cloth soaked in alcohol and consumed poison at high temperature and said, "this is the alcohol I didn't want you to drink in death, good disinfection products, this gauze. Forget it. Let's talk about it after the physiology class comes out."

He knew that if this thing was talking, the two people couldn't point out that one would quarrel with his hand and the other with his foot, and he would be dismembered in an instant.

There are neither Yu Shinan nor Sun Simiao here

After all this, Zhang Feng wrapped his palm.

After Zhang Feng was wrapped up, Yuchi Gong looked at the numb feeling on his arm and said with a wave of his hand, "I saw you didn't eat last night, and the old boy made another wolf. Today, you'll try my craft and I'll make amends for you. If you don't agree to it, then..."

"Yes! I promise, I promise!"

Zhang Feng spread his hand and obediently followed them.

They didn't go much either. They took a look at Zhang Feng from a distance, and then they bypassed the waterfall and came to the periphery of the farm.

This was the place where the chicken was made before, but now the food factory has been completed and the place has been abandoned, all of which have been used as fertilizer for those weeds.

When the three arrived, old Gao had built a small stove made of mud by the stream here, and the fire was burning vigorously.

Seeing the three people coming, Gao just glanced lightly, then pointed to the breeding farm behind him and said, "it's a coincidence that you came. Yesterday, I heard that Fengzi's arm was injured and sent someone to the foot of the mountain to exchange a wild lamb for Fengzi. It's a coincidence that you've come. Now that you're here, go inside and carry out the wine table. Let's eat here?"

"That feeling is good!"

Zhang Feng is already hungry. At this time, where can I wait?

A few people, three, five, two, Zhang Feng pressed on a stone and sat beside the campfire, waiting for a quarter of an hour to put a roasted lamb in the outer chill before Zhang Feng. Lao Gao was more than a pain in heart, and he pulled out a dusty Baijiu from the room.

Zhang Feng, who had long been greedy and drooling, was about to take over the wine jar, but Yuchi Gong pressed it on the stone.

"You're hurt. You can't drink. Come on, eat meat and eat more meat."

While talking, he took out a dagger also inlaid with precious stones from his arms, cut the best meat on the sheep's thigh and put it in front of Zhang Feng.

Without waiting for Zhang Feng to speak, he cut a lump as big as his fist from this piece of meat and stuffed it into Zhang Feng's mouth.

Cheng Yaojin, who was sitting side by side, kicked Yuchi gong out with one kick.

"Are you fucking feeding? Or do you want to kill Fengzi?"

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