The instructor in Zeng Guangzhao's unit who was closest to Zeng Guangzhao saw that something was wrong and quickly stepped forward to try to grasp the gun in Zeng Guangzhao's hand.
Zeng Guangzhao suddenly flung his hand, and the instructor was thrown back two steps by the force, his face filled with shock.
With a gun pointed at the head of the person closest to him, Zeng Guangzhao's face was filled with a terrifyingly grim expression.
Which hand did you use to touch him?
The man was so frightened he almost wet himself. He looked at Yi Mu, who had his head down, swallowed hard, and, under the pressure from Zeng Guangzhao, stammered, "I... I bumped my arm..."
Zeng Guangzhao's finger was on the trigger.
The man trembled with fear, and just as he sensed his life was about to end, Yi Mu let out a groan, his voice filled with pain.
The instructor who had just pulled Zeng Guangzhao rushed over and asked anxiously, "Officer Yi, how are you?"
Zeng Guangzhao took a deep breath, clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, turned around and roared, "Take control of them all! No one is allowed to leave the bathhouse without my order!"
"yes!"
Zeng Guangzhao put away his gun, took off his clothes to cover Yi Mu's lower body, and picked him up with unprecedented gentleness.
Yi Mu nuzzled his head against Zeng Guangzhao's chest, a barely perceptible smile playing on his lips.
He said that Zeng Guangzhao was just a repressed pervert, and he would see if he could force out Zeng's true feelings this time.
Zeng Guangzhao's gaze seemed murderous.
As he emerged from the bathhouse, everyone who saw him shivered and kept their distance whenever their eyes met his.
Yi Mu's body trembled slightly. It was hard for him to pretend to be cold even though he was sweating profusely in July.
Zeng Guangzhao placed him on the bed, where he stood like a statue at the head of the bed.
Because the role he was playing now wasn't suitable for initiating conversations, Yi Mu lay on the bed looking ashen-faced.
Zeng Guangzhao stood by the bed for a long time before kneeling down with a thud.
Yi Mu was startled, but only blinked once.
“I was wrong,” Zeng Guangzhao said in a hoarse voice.
His feelings at this moment were no better than when he learned that his brother had sacrificed himself on the battlefield in vain.
On the way back, Zeng Guangzhao thought a lot and was so angry that he wanted to shoot all of the people led by Lone Wolf.
But after thinking it over and over, it still came down to me.
Although it was Yi Mu's own request to come to the military camp, Zeng Guangzhao had been in the army for nearly ten years, so he should know how good-looking men like Yi Mu are treated in the military.
Zeng Guangzhao would never stoop to doing such a thing, yet he failed to consider Yi Mu's needs and failed to protect him.
Zeng Guangzhao slapped himself hard across the face.
Yi Mu sighed inwardly.
He originally intended to use this incident to force Zeng Guangzhao to reveal his true feelings.
But now, Zeng Guangzhao is clearly prioritizing his sense of responsibility over his personal feelings.
This gave him a headache.
Zeng Guangzhao slapped himself several times, without holding back.
His face swelled slightly under Yi Mu's gaze.
Yi Mu remained silent, which made Zeng Guangzhao feel even more guilty.
He said, "Once you've recovered, I'll take you home."
Yi Mu's eyes darted around, and his voice was low, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
"Could you help me wash my body?"
Zeng Guangzhao was shocked. Before he could even process what was happening, he blurted out, "Okay."
After Yi Mu waited for him to leave, he touched his calf and found that his fingers were covered in blood.
The bathhouse was built rather crudely when it was first constructed.
Next to the shower head at the Yimu station, there was an iron rod standing upright on the floor tile, about 20 centimeters long, with a very rough cross-section.
When Lone Wolf and his group came in, a swarm of them rushed in, and someone bumped into Yi Mu.
Yi Mu was lathering himself with soap when, without noticing, his body swayed and his calf suddenly hit the rough iron rod.
Flesh and blood could not withstand steel and iron bones, and his calf was immediately torn open with a sizable wound.
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