"You...I...this..."

Si La Si La turned his gaze towards Ban Xian Er, full of interest. As soon as he saw his expression, Shuo Yu knew that he would definitely win.

"Banxian'er, do you want to bet?"

Shuo Yu shook his head. There was no need to gamble on something whose outcome was already known. Only a fool would do such a stupid thing.

He searched around in his clothes and finally found a candy hidden for Lei Baoer in the innermost pocket. He stuffed it into Fanla's mouth.

Eat something, and when your mind comes to you, you will know how stupid you looked just now. Fanla, Shuoyu did not have time to see whether Manhan wiped his butt after going to the toilet. He only needed to look at the smiles on the faces of Fanla and Sila. Whoever laughed last would know who won.

Fanla is playing dirty and saying this one doesn't count and asking for another round.

"That's not fair. Now you train them like they're going to have a bayonet stuck in their asses at any moment. That's crazy. That doesn't count!"

The laughter of their leader rang out above Shuoyu's head. His eyes showed his fairly neat teeth and his red tongue that was about to jump out of his throat. He thought to himself that their leader seemed to be a little angry.

After laughing, I told Fanla to look at a number.

“Who is it?!”

Their leader's gunshot rang out again. This was an order. Shuo Yu stood up in a tumble. One hand had already picked up the gun reflexively, ready for battle. With the other hand, he grabbed Fanla's collar and ran with their leader, although he also knew that there were no enemies over there.

Shuoyu dragged Fanla along as they ran and laughed in the jungle. He had also learned the strange cry of their leader. In the early morning like this, the sound echoed particularly loudly in the jungle. They seemed like a group of savages going hunting in the wild times.

"I will share my clothes with you even if I have no clothes!" Shuo Yu didn't know why this sentence appeared in his throat. The last time this sentence appeared was when they were about to stab the Japanese. But this time, it was like the meaning of this sentence. I am willing to share my clothes and everything I have with you, because you are my comrades, brothers, you are me.

"Who is it?!" The strange and harsh sound of "death, death" made everyone present in a state of high tension.

The sound of gunfire rang out again. For the entire morning, Shuoyu and his group were killed. They were running around like dogs, without a target. It should be said that wherever their leader's gun pointed, that was their target.

Shuoyu's body was tired, but his heart was relaxed. It was the most relaxing day in the past few days. He saw that their leader was going to share the same fate with Meng Fanle, and he pulled Milong, Doubing, Bu La, Yao Ma, Clauber and others to come over, and they also wanted to share the same fate.

All these bastards around him will live a long life, they will, because they are protected by the gods, and because a half-immortal with little training wants them to be well.

"Live a hundred years! Live a hundred years, everyone!"

It doesn't matter whether they bet or not, because they are completely inseparable from each other, each of them,

Shuoyu, with a smile on his face and Fanla on his back, returned to their position. Manhan, who had eaten something sick, went to the toilet in the woods again. This time, he even took his gun with him when he went to the toilet. He felt that maybe it was really like Fanla said, they were crazy.

It's hard not to be crazy following a leader like Si La Si La.