Chapter 51 What am I?

Duan Haiping found it difficult to describe his mood at the moment.

The crowds around him were bustling, and not far away there was a hail of bullets and danger.

But in his heart, there seemed to be a stubborn seed growing, trying hard to break through the soil and sprout.

"So I am so important in your heart." Duan Haiping raised the corners of his mouth.

It was too noisy around, and Liu Jianan didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Duan Haiping lowered his eyes: "Nothing." He

almost gave himself away, it was a close call.

Back at the camp, everyone in the camp had woken up. After all, there was so much noise outside, and if they didn't wake up, they might not wake up.

Yang Shu and Xu Zhaoxin saw Duan Haiping following Liu Jianan, and they were so scared that they were sleepy.

"Old Yang, am I seeing right? Is that General Manager Duan?" Xu Zhaoxin even doubted his own eyes.

Yang Shu pinched him.

"Ah, what are you doing!" Xu Zhaoxin asked, holding his red arm in pain.

Yang Shu said calmly, "It seems we are not seeing wrong. That is General Manager Duan."

Xu Zhaoxin realized that the other party was using him as a test subject.

He said unhappily: "It's not your arm, you don't know it hurts, right? If you want to verify whether you are dreaming or not, can't you pinch yourself?"

Yang Shu said innocently: "Pinching yourself will hurt."

"Then it doesn't hurt when you pinch me?"

"I don't feel any pain anyway."

Xu Zhaoxin was silent for a moment: "How about you pinch me again, Old Yang?"

Yang Shu was confused: "Why, are you addicted to being pinched?"

"I must be dreaming," Xu Zhaoxin said firmly, "The boss can't be grinning foolishly, and smiling so gently."

Yang Shu watched carefully, although they were a little far away, about fifty meters away.

But he is now a superpower, and all aspects of his physical quality are far better than before, including vision.

After pinching himself and not feeling any pain, Yang Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't worry, we are still dreaming."

Xu Zhaoxin wanted to cry but had no tears: "Then his mother is my thigh!"

Yang Shu said awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm used to it."

The chaos here was soon noticed by Liu Jianan, who hurriedly brought Xiao Duan over.

He explained Xiao Duan's origin to them: "Don't get me wrong, he is not Duan Haiping, he is my summoned creature Xiao Duan."

"Xiao Duan?"

Yang Shu and Xu Zhaoxin looked Duan Haiping up and down.

This height, this face, this temperament.

How could it not be Duan Haiping?

Receiving Liu Jianan's urging eyes, Duan Haiping had to reluctantly say: "I am indeed Xiao Duan."

"Oh, oh, hello, Xiao Duan." Xu Zhaoxin subconsciously bowed slightly.

Yang Shu also looked at his nose, and his nose looked at his heart, without saying a word.

Liu Jianan: "..."

Forget it, let them slowly adapt, so he took Duan Haiping back to his tent.

"You think..."

Before Yang Shu finished speaking, Xu Zhaoxin interrupted him: "Don't make a fuss, I'm calculating."

He shut his mouth and waited anxiously for the result.

"The probability that Xiao Duan is Duan Haiping, judging from his performance just now," Xu Zhaoxin took a breath of cool air, "is 100%!"

Yang Shu: "...Are you sure?"

Xu Zhaoxin cried: "This is the time I hope to be wrong the most."

...

Liu Jianan's tent is a single tent he picked himself, and the style is his favorite yellow rat.

After entering the tent, he realized: "My space is really a bit small, how about you cancel the summon yourself?"

Duan Haiping didn't say anything, but took off his shoes and lay down inside the tent.

However, the tent was not wide enough, and his long legs could not be straightened, so he had to curl up aggrievedly.

Noticing Liu Jianan's gaze towards him, Duan Haiping considerately changed to lying on his side: "I've left you such a big space, you'll have enough sleep."

"Okay."

Liu Jianan didn't think much about it, zipped up and lay on his back.

Outside the tent, Yang Shu and Xu Zhaoxin, who had been peeking over here, widened their eyes.

"Are they, sleeping together?" Yang Shu swallowed.

When he joined the army, he often slept with his roommates, which was normal.

But that was Duan Haiping. He had worked under Duan Haiping for so long, and he had never seen him allow others to step into his room, let alone sleep together.

"No, no, no, I must have miscalculated. Isn't Mr. Duan disabled? How could he have the ability to heal himself?" Xu Zhaoxin would rather doubt his own ability than believe what he saw.

Yang Shu reminded him, "Don't forget, Jian'an has the ability to heal. Maybe he can heal Mr. Duan's leg."

Xu Zhaoxin boldly guessed, "So the boss has a different feeling for Liu Jian'an, to the point of... sleeping with him?"

Yang Shu had a strange expression on his face, "Making love?"

"What nonsense!" Xu Zhaoxin shrank back.

"I'm just following your words, okay!" Yang Shu sighed, "If they are really together, Jianan will suffer. Can he tolerate Mr. Duan's personality?"

Although they are all Mr. Duan's subordinates, Liu Jianan is their benefactor.

They hope that Liu Jianan will be successful in everything, rather than being entangled by someone like Duan Haiping, who has a flawed personality.

"A-choo!"

Duan Haiping rubbed his nose, feeling strange. The weather was not cold, so why did he sneeze inexplicably?

Liu Jianan joked, "Can summoned creatures catch a cold? Then how about I hug you and keep you warm?"

"No." Duan Haiping refused decisively.

"I can't sleep, Xiao Duan, how about chatting with me?" Liu Jianan rarely had insomnia tonight.

Duan Haiping was silent for a moment. Just when Liu Jianan thought he was ignoring him, he finally said sullenly, "I don't know how to chat." He

didn't even know how to get along with others on an equal footing.

"Then let me tell you."

Liu Jianan stared at the yellow tent top and continued, "Before summoning you, I went to the morgue of the hospital."

"I saw a lot of twisted corpses, with despair and humiliation on their faces."

"Some even had rotten faces."

As he was speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly went black.

"What are you doing?" Liu Jianan asked with a smile.

"If you are afraid, don't look, don't think about it," Duan Haiping's hand blocked Liu Jianan's sight, so no one could see the pain in his eyes, "I hope there are no cruel scenes in your dreams."

The man's warm palm was like a quilt covering his eyes in the cold night.

It was not cold at night.

But because someone felt you were cold, this dull night added something worth remembering.

Liu Jianan poked the back of the man's hand: "Then I won't talk about this, let's talk about something else."

"That Su Pengcheng, his shooting shouldn't be so biased, why didn't that shot hit Zhao Simo?"

Duan Haiping: "..."

Or should we get back to the original topic?

Liu Jianan didn't notice Duan Haiping's stiffness. The more he thought about it, the more strange it seemed to him: "Is there a possibility that Zhao Simo didn't expect Su Pengcheng to shoot, so he used his sensory ability to affect Su Pengcheng's judgment of his position."

"He even pretended that his ability failed from the beginning to trick Suo Wen into showing up and gamble with his own life."

"He is so courageous. He didn't think about what would happen if Suo Wen really shot him in the head?"

"But the facts prove that he made the right bet. He is indeed an old fox. Who can outsmart him?"

Without hearing the response from the people around him, Liu Jianan asked tentatively, "Little Duan?"

Duan Haiping's previous good mood had already been consumed by Liu Jianan's words, and his anger reached its peak at this moment.

"Zhao Simo, Zhao Simo, you only have Zhao Simo in your eyes!"

"You care so much about him, then what am I!"

After saying that, he disappeared in front of Liu Jianan angrily.