Yu Xiaoqing spoke very confidently, but Shuo Yu didn't believe him because he would never give his life to such a person.
So he just smiled, pulled Fanla, who wanted to shrink away from him, and lifted his head with his hands, so that he could look at Yu Xiaoqing as well. He knew that Fanla was not afraid of Young Master Yu, he was just afraid of death.
"Just now you asked me what gave me the confidence. It was him, this person, and many, many people like him who gave me that confidence. That's why we can win."
"Just him?" Yu Xiaoqing knew Meng Fan. He had apologized during the sandbox battle, but that was all. He still didn't believe it.
Shuo Yu said it so bluntly that Meng Fanle, who was beside him, stared at him, a little confused, wasn't it...?
"Yes, just rely on him, just rely on us! Damn it, can we win?"
"...Yes, yes, we, we can win...?" Meng Fanle didn't understand why he had to connect with him. Aren't you having a good chat with Young Master Yu? Just continue chatting. Why do you always have to hold on to the young master?
Unfortunately, Shuoyu really couldn't read minds, and couldn't hear what Fanla was thinking. He wasn't very satisfied with Fanla's performance, and patted him on the back. He looked so timid, it didn't look like he could win.
"Louder your voice! Commander Yu might not be able to hear you. Tell me, if we use the captain's method to fight and bring all those bastards with us, can we win?"
"Well, I... I don't know. I... Why are you asking me? I really don't know. Let him take us to death. We have entrusted our lives to him. He can do whatever he wants with us—"
Meng Fanle frowned again, his eyes darting from side to side, as if he was about to cry or even faint. Shuo Yu pulled his collar from behind and looked at their leader, who was squatting behind Yu Xiaoqing with a grin on his face and grimacing, his legs numb from squatting for so long (the numbness in his feet was comparable to the torture in the Qing Dynasty).
And Yu Xiaoqing, who was only an arm's length away from them, waiting for an answer with great interest.
Shuo Yu looked at them, grabbed Fanla's neck, and lifted him up like a soybean. He had to answer this question.
"It's annoying. Each of our lives is our own. The captain doesn't have the power to do that. We decided to go this way ourselves, so do you expect us to win?"
Meng Fan took a deep breath, looking as if he was about to be short of air. He suddenly knocked his chest and head with his hands as if to wake himself up a little, and then the whole room heard his deafening reply.
"We can win, we can win! Let's go and kill them all! We can win!"
Then Meng Fanle seemed to have used up all his last breath and wanted to collapse. Fortunately, Shuo Yu's hand grabbed him from behind in time, allowing him to maintain his dignity as much as possible. Yu Xiaoqing smiled, and their crazy leader also smiled.
A hint of pride or pride appeared on Silasila's face, or maybe it was just the kind of smile that always appeared on his face. Shuoyu didn't stand straight. He had just woken up from bed this morning, organized a funeral, and then came here.
His hands felt Fanla trembling. This guy was always like this. Unless he was pushed to a certain point, he would never spit out the things hidden in his heart. This time he spit it out, but it must have felt unpleasant.
"Master, please forgive me for the language error of these two. They are notorious idiots in our regiment." Si La Si La said this while making a face at Yu Xiaoqing who turned around to look at him.
"Then why did you find two idiots to be with you?"
Si La Si La didn't say anything, but just smiled flatteringly at Yu Xiaoqing with his wretched face. Shuo Yu looked at the captain, then looked at Yu Xiaoqing's back which had already turned away. The rest of the matter really had nothing to do with them.
He pulled Fanla and pushed open the door. The cold light outside suddenly shone on their faces. Dashan, who had been guarding the door diligently, was calling out "Master". She originally thought it was Shuoyu who opened the door, but unfortunately, it was Meng Fanla who came out first and gasped for breath.
Just when Dashan was about to retract the smile on his face, he saw his master coming out next, with an even brighter smile. Meng was annoyed by the double standards of this little girl and complained silently in his heart, is it so annoying to see his face?
Only Yu Xiaoqing and their leader were left in the room behind them. Someone inside had closed the door. Shuoyu and the others stood at the door, breathing in the fresh air.
Yu Xiaoqing in the room was asking why. He had been shamelessly chasing Si La Si La to ask how to fight, but he never told him. Now, today he said that he would never believe the reason given by this monster - "not afraid of death"?
What a joke, really a huge joke. What kind of reason is this? Is this the first time this guy knows that he is not afraid of death?
The sound insulation of the wooden house was not very good. Shuo Yu seemed to hear their leader crying while standing at the door. He felt a little embarrassed and wanted to pull Fanla away quickly. He didn't have the habit of eavesdropping.
When leaving, Shuo Yu didn't even turn his head. He didn't want to know what Si La Si La and Yu Xiaoqing said in the closed room where only the two of them were, although one of them always tried hard to remain serious.
After walking for a distance, he and Fanla parted ways. Fanla went to join Bula and the others. Not far away, Doubing was still doing somersaults. The bearded Cui Yong shouted, if any of the elite soldiers on the opposite side could do more somersaults than Doubing, he would eat Maxim!
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