Chapter 135 You don't even know Grandpa Shen?
Song Juan's soy milk was delivered quickly, and Shen Wanjun drank the entire pot.
"Sister-in-law, drink slowly, there's more at home if you're not full."
Shen Wanjun handed her the empty kettle, saying, "One more cup."
Song Juan nodded repeatedly and hurried home.
After drinking three jugs of soy milk, Shen Wanjun went to the restroom and felt much better.
"I'm going to take a nap. Call me if you need anything."
After giving her instructions, she fell into a deep sleep.
Song Juan stood by her side, holding a towel to wipe her sweat as usual.
But they found that Shen Wanjun's forehead was not sweaty today. She was sleeping soundly, and her curled eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing.
As if she were dreaming of something happy, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
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Heizi Ridge.
Song Zhan and his group, each wielding a black-shelled weapon, fought fiercely with Ma Liang and his group.
The enemy outnumbered them, so they had no choice but to resort to guerrilla warfare.
With his speed and agility, Song Zhan took down several of his opponents in one fell swoop.
Huang Ya was not good at close combat, so he stayed far away and used a tranquilizer gun to take down three or five people.
Old Dao was about to throw another grenade when Huang Ya stopped him.
"You want us to die together with them?"
"No." Old Dao scratched the back of his head.
"So you want to blow up the cave?"
"Oh, I won't throw it away then."
Old Dao reluctantly withdrew his hand; he had been careless and forgotten that they were in a cave.
Throwing a grenade can easily cause a collapse.
Shen Kun wielded the black-shelled weapon in both hands, attacking with both hands and forcing his opponent into a retreat.
With the black vest as his shield, Shen Kun seemed to have a cheat code activated, charging forward fearlessly.
Bullets grazed him several times, but they just couldn't hit him.
Ma Liang's nose twitched with anger: "Who is this guy?"
The second-in-command was shocked: "Boss, you don't even know Grandpa Shen?"
"Uncle Shen? I'm still Uncle Ma! All of you, charge forward!"
The second-in-command shrank back and quietly hid behind.
The eldest brother didn't recognize Grandpa Shen, and he felt uneasy, as if they were about to be wiped out.
And indeed, it turned out just as he had predicted.
The firepower inside the cave was intense, and Liang Yi and Old Li arrived at that moment.
They quickly surrounded the area, intending to use a megaphone to negotiate with the people inside.
We don't know where Song Zhan and Huang Ya are right now, so rushing in recklessly is too risky.
Before he could speak, Old Li had already led his men inside.
"Old Li."
Without giving it much thought, Liang Yi quickly led his men to provide support.
When the local police arrived, Ma Liang had already been arrested by Shen Kun.
Snap snap—
Shen Kun slapped Ma Liang several times, making his head buzz.
I feel dizzy and disoriented.
Old Dao took the opportunity to secretly kick him a few more times, muttering, "You bastard."
Song Zhan and Huang Ya exchanged a glance, then grabbed Ma Liang from either side, and a snapping sound was heard.
His arm drooped down like a deflated balloon.
The next second, Ma Liang's pig-like screams echoed throughout the entire Black Ridge.
The police wanted to stop them, but seeing that Liang Yi didn't speak, they didn't say anything either.
After Song Zhan and his group vented their anger, the police took the man away.
Liang Yi, along with Song Zhan and several others, took the trafficked women and children to the police station to cooperate with the investigation.
In the evening, rows of Jiefang brand military trucks were parked in the compound.
Liang Yi, along with Song Zhan, Huang Ya, and Shen Kun, jumped out of the car.
After reporting their work to their superiors, the three rushed to the hospital.
Tang Renyi had just finished examining Shen Wanjun: "From what I can see, there's nothing seriously wrong with her."
He paused, then whispered a word of caution: "If... I mean if you have pigeons at home, you should be careful."
Pregnant women cannot take medication, as infection can be very troublesome.
If we can get through this, it's hard to say what will happen next time.
Shen Wanjun nodded: "I understand, thank you for your hard work, Dean Tang."
Shen Kun felt guilty upon learning that Shen Wanjun was hospitalized because of pigeons.
After Tang Renyi left, he said, "Wanwan, it's all your uncle's fault."
Shen Wanjun waved her hand, "I'm perfectly fine, don't say such formal things."
"I'm keeping the pigeons in a secret place that no one can find."
Shen Kun smiled wryly. What mysterious place could a compound possibly have?
If someone wants to find it, they can always find it.
Shen Wanjun: "That place has plenty of food and drink, and I don't need to feed the pigeons."
Shen Kun didn't want her to raise the child anymore, but Shen Wanjun insisted on doing so.
He couldn't argue with his niece, and only gave in after Shen Wanjun repeatedly assured him that she wouldn't touch the pigeons.
Song Zhan held Shen Wanjun's hand, his eyes red-rimmed: "Wife, I'm sorry, I've made you suffer."
He didn't expect that Shen Wanjun would fall ill as soon as he left, and that she would be sick for several days.
Looking at Huang Ya's swollen right eye, Song Juan asked with concern, "Who hit you?"
Huang Ya gave an awkward smile, "No one hit me, this is..."
Song Zhan laughed and said, "On his way back, he ran to disturb a hornet's nest and got stung."
"And what about your arm?"
Huang Ya's left hand was bandaged, and his eyes darted around, unwilling to answer.
Shen Kun: "This is my fault."
After a pause, he suppressed a laugh and said, "I didn't know he was so fragile. I just patted him, and he broke a bone, hahaha!"
Huang Ya was embarrassed by the laughter and tried her best to save face.
"Are you filming a person? You're using way too much force."
Shen Kun shrugged and pointed at Song Zhan: "Then how come he's alright? I filmed him too."
Song Zhan's favorite thing to do is to stab Huang Ya with a knife: "Maybe he's just too bad at the game."
Song Juan applied some medicine to Shen Kun. Although he was wearing a black vest, the bullet was still very powerful.
It left marks on his body.
After completing the discharge procedures, the group returned home, and Song Juan went to the kitchen to busy herself.
Shen Kun and Huang Ya were chatting in the living room when Shen Wanjun pulled Song Zhan into the house.
"Take it off, take off your clothes."
Song Zhan's eyes widened: "Wife, how about we talk about it tonight?"
There are outsiders in the house; it wouldn't be good if they heard us.
"I can't worry about that." Shen Wanjun reached out to unbutton his shirt.
Song Zhan remained rational and pushed her away, saying, "No, wife, I can't let go if there are people outside."
"I don't care about whether it's open or closed."
She just wanted to check if Song Zhan was injured.
Those who return from a hail of bullets will inevitably suffer some injuries.
Huang Ya and Shen Kun were both injured, so it's unreasonable that Song Zhan wasn't hurt at all.
Helpless, Song Zhan had no choice but to obediently take off his shirt.
The man's muscular physique is still as pleasing to the eye as ever.
Shen Wanjun examined the wound carefully from head to toe, but found nothing.
She asked, "Which shoulder did your uncle pat?"
"This way." Song Zhan raised his right hand, not understanding what she was going to do.
Shen Wanjun squeezed his shoulder and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Song Zhan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt."
"Hold me with one arm, using your right hand."
Song Zhan supported Shen Wanjun's buttocks with one hand, letting her lie on his arm.
"See, I told you it was nothing."
Shen Wanjun was relieved. "You have to take your pants off too."
The lower body should also be examined.
Song Zhan hesitated, "No need, honey, I'm really fine."
Shen Wanjun refused: "No, take it off quickly."
Just then, the door creaked open.
Song Juan saw her brother shirtless, hugging his sister-in-law, and their actions and postures were particularly ambiguous.
She stood there stunned, her face flushing red instantly.
"Well, you guys continue."
He rushed out, then returned a second later, covering his eyes and groping to close the door.
Song Zhan smiled wryly: "Wife, it seems like we can't just sit idly by if we don't do something now."
My sister has already misunderstood, so let's just let the misunderstanding continue.
As he spoke, he used his other hand to cup the back of Shen Wanjun's head and leaned down to kiss her.
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