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The death camp is still stationed in Maoer Mountain. It has been almost two months since the end of the war. The peach trees in the wild bloom and fade, and now they have all had small fruits on them, but they have not changed. The court seemed to have forgotten this army and had no conclusion on the destruction of the entire western border army. A great defeat in a war must be pursued, reviewed the faults, and punished the responsible persons, but now it is strangely quiet.

It has been almost a month since the negotiation envoy of the Western Qin Dynasty arrived in Shangjing, and he only quarreled with the foreign affairs personnel of Nan Chu all day long. The Western Qin people relied on this big victory, so they were naturally confident. The lions spoke loudly and were unwilling to lower the price. Although the Southern Chu had lost the western border troops, their national strength was much stronger than the Western Qin Dynasty. Moreover, the comprehensive analysis of information gathered from all aspects, the Western Qin people were not willing to continue a long stalemate with Nan Chu, and they could not fight a big battle. With this foundation, Nan Chu naturally was unwilling to retreat, and even made a series of compensation demands to the Western Qin people. The two sides quarreled all day long in Shangjing, and the stalemate was just like this.

The Death Camp seemed to have lived a life that was the same as before. No one cared about them and was free. The difference was that their boss was not in the camp at this moment. However, although the tiger was not in the mountains, his remaining power was still there, and the Death Camp still followed the steps.

Monk Hua still ran into the brothel as soon as he was free, but this guy seemed to be stimulated by some reason. He didn't go to the city to find the women in the city. He still ran from the brothel women who came from Jingjingguan. The wild dog was taken to the city by Zhang Xiaomao to recuperate. After all, the conditions in the city were much better than those outside. Now the wounds of the wild dog have begun to heal. Although they are not effective and cannot fight, the swearing is getting more and more intense.

The two of them are at ease with their current lives, and the only thing they feel depressed is scissors. They originally hoped that they would get a first-rate job in this battle and completely cleanse themselves. From then on the court's files, their past will be wiped out, and they will become a innocent person. Like Zhang Xiaomao, they will be transferred out of the suicide camp and work as a captain in other troops. Scissors firmly believes that they have this ability. Those who have been tempered in the suicide camp for many years but have not died. As long as they can be transferred out, which one is not a single side? Like wolf teeth, leopards, and kittens.

Unfortunately, the first two people died, but the kitten was still alive. Not only did they survive, they also married a wife and the woman also pregnant with him.

The scissors were a little jealous. If it hadn't happened to me, my son would have bought wine for me now.

Change into casual clothes, scissors, entered the city, found a tavern, and drank silently. He was still one of the first things he could do, but judging from the current situation, he didn't know when he could get it. The western border army has been completely defeated. With the current strength on the border, let alone attack, even defense is a problem. As long as the people of the Western Qin are willing, they can invade Anyang County at any time, and with the current strength of the Death Camp, they are simply not enough to resist the enemy.

Not to mention military achievements, it would be good if this remaining border army was not held accountable for the loss of land.

I originally thought that the court would mobilize a large army to avenge the revenge, and even if I was a vanguard in this way, I would always have hope. But now, I am hanging like this so desperately, which is the most painful thing. When I was still far from washing myself, I naturally had no hope, but now, I saw that there was only one last step, but I couldn't take it.

This makes the scissors painful.

Scissors only obeyed two people in the death camp, one was the eldest Qin Feng and the other was the doctor Shu Chang. Qin Feng trained him from a small town vendor with only one courageous spirit to a decisive general who led the army in several years, and turned him into another person completely. Shu Chang pulled him back from the brink of death several times, allowing him to sit here and drink today, thinking about his life after whitewashing.

Scissors did not agree with other people in the suicide camp, especially guys like monks. Even Zhang Xiaomao looked down on him. Even if he was his comrades-in-arms, even if the two had fought side by side on the battlefield, Scissors did not think that he was the same person as them.

I am innocent and commit crimes with revenge, while guys like Hua Monk and Zhang Xiaomao are sinful in themselves.

Sighing, I drank another glass of wine.

A man suddenly sat down on the opposite side. He didn't raise his scissor head and whispered, "Get out!" He was in a bad mood now. The guys who came out of the Death Camp all had a body full of hostility and evil spirit. When he sat there, even the dullest people could feel a very uncomfortable feeling, so the scissors were almost empty around him now.

The scissors were immersed in their sadness, suspicion and reluctance, and did not want anyone to destroy their current emotions.

"Duan Xuan, Deputy Commander Duan, you really have a big temper!" The person on the opposite side not only did not leave, but laughed.

Scissors raised his head. He hadn't heard anyone call his real name for a long time. In the Death Camp, everyone called his nickname, even if he didn't like or even dislike the nickname at all. Over the years, everyone almost forgot their real name, or when they saw the Death Camp's roster, no one would even associate Duan Xuan with the scissors.

"Who are you?" The scissors' eyes became sharp. A thin old man sat opposite him, and he had no impression at all. Moreover, the accent of the other party was not the accent of Anyang County. It was confirmed that the other party was an outsider. An outsider could find himself accurately and call out his name. This was not simple.

Today, when scissors entered the city, they just had an accidental idea, and they just randomly bought a very low-end tavern on the street. He couldn't afford to go to the high-end ones. He sent most of the military pay of twenty taels a month back home. In his hometown in Qiushui City, he still had his elderly father and mother. Because of his own affairs, his father was finally retaliated and his legs were broken. My mother cried and blinded and completely lost the ability to live. If he hadn't had a military pay in the death camp, they would have long become beggars.

By walking at will, people can find themselves. This only means one thing: someone is staring at himself and staring at himself from outside the city, so that he can accurately find himself.

Scissors felt a little cold. Although he was in a bad mood today and was a little unsteady, he could not be followed by someone at will. But now this old man found himself in front of him and did not notice that someone was following him at all. It only means that the person who followed him was a good person.

The hand holding the wine glass did not move, but the hand under the table had slowly dropped to the edge of the boot. I did not carry an iron knife when I entered the city today, but there were still small self-defense weapons.

The old man smiled and slowly placed his hands on the table, as if covering something, then opened it in front of the scissors, allowing the scissors to see the things inside clearly, he quickly closed them together and put them away.

The pupils of the scissors contracted, and what appeared in front of him was a golden inner guard waist card, which was something that only the core personnel at the highest level of the inner position had.

"Now do you know who I am and where I come from? Deputy Commander Duan, can we talk about it in another place?" the old man still smiled.

"What's the point of talking about when you talk to me? I was a criminal and served in the army. It seems that a little shrimp like me cannot work for a person like you, right?" Scissors looked at the other party in surprise.

"We are looking for you, so there are naturally reasons to find you. Deputy Commander Duan, are you planning to reject me?" The smile on the old man's face slowly faded away.

The scissors were silent for a moment.

“Where to go?”

The smile reappeared on the old man's face, "Very good, this is a good start. Deputy Duan, you will definitely be happy with today's decision. Now, follow me and let's have a chat in a quiet place."

(I came back from a business trip, turned on the computer, and was surprised to find that Sanjiang's review request was approved. I will go to Sanjiang next week, and I am very happy. I will write hard during the day, and I will update another chapter at night, and then I will write harder at night. Starting from tomorrow, I will update one chapter at night. Of course, I will ask all brothers and sisters to go to Sanjiang page and vote for a Sanjiang ticket. Thank you.)
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