Pick up a dead man and bring him back

The voice is quite low and hoarse, probably due to not speaking for a long time and the high fever, the throat was hurt.

I was a little taken aback. It turned out that my name was 27——if I remember correctly, it was the number on the back of the iron plate.In the same way, the guy in front of him should be called 120 Seven.

"Oh, it's just a little effort, don't worry about 120." I pushed the boat along.

How can I get information about the current situation in my heart.

120 Seven's eyes were slightly sharp, and he didn't say a word, but the next feeding went smoothly. I have to say that the recovery speed of these two people is much faster than ordinary people. After waking up, they never fell into a deep coma again. I thought He fell asleep, but as soon as I approached, I found that he was awake all the time.

Although I asked some questions on the sidelines, I didn't get any useful information, because no matter what I said, the other party just didn't speak.

It was night, and I leaned against the fire, drowsy. Under the fire, I bought a pheasant caught in a trap. Some wild mushrooms were put in the belly of the pheasant. I thought it would be better to have some juice, and the wounded must replenish their energy as much as possible. .

Regardless of whether the other party can provide useful information or not, after all, it is human life, and after he can move, he will go his own way.

After all, people are alive, and things are dead. As long as there is life, there is nothing that cannot be solved.

After making up my mind, I began to think about how to identify the direction in the forest tomorrow. According to the survey situation in the past few days, the forest is obviously uninhabited, and I tried to cross it, but I never came to the end; I thought, fortunately It’s summer now, the weather is good, and it’s easy to survive in the wild. It’s not easy in winter. I lost my way in the forest once in winter, and almost died of freezing in a world made of straight tree trunks and white snow. .

Suddenly there was a very fast cold wind blowing through the tip of my nose. I woke up immediately and shifted to the left vigilantly, but it was too late. I don’t know when 120 Qi had an extremely sharp short knife in his hand. The blade pointed directly at my throat. I have no doubt that the other party will kill me.

"You're not 27, who the hell are you!" 120 Qi coldly pushed the knife forward, and I immediately felt a sharp pain.

His mother's attack was really ruthless, I cursed and sneered at the same time, "It doesn't matter if I am 27 or not, I just know that I woke up and saved you, is this how you fucking treat your benefactor?"

The other party was silent, and looked at me with dark eyes, full of disbelief and vigilance, and the knife sank silently.

If the neck is fucking cut off by him, it will definitely break!

The alarm bells in my heart are loud, and my heart turns a thousand times.

"I really don't know who I am, and I don't know who I am when I wake up—I've lost my memory!" I said, preparing to back off.

"I don't mind killing you!" The other party's tone was serious, and it was hard to hide his weakness, but the strength of his hands did not loosen at all. I have already felt that small strands of warm blood flowed out and slipped into my clothes, which was hot and humid.

Fuck, what a fucking bad luck, the first time he saved someone, he got killed instead, I never found it hard to be a good person before.

"Okay, brother, big brother, uncle, for the sake of your sincerity, let me tell you, I actually crossed over." It means that I have no grievances with you, and I saved your life. There is no reason to kill me.

Besides, I don't intend to lose my life casually.

The other party was obviously taken aback for about two or three seconds, and I immediately attacked the other party's wrist holding the knife. With a shock, I smoothly shook the knife in the other party's hand aside, stepped on the other party's thigh, and easily turned the person back Clamp.

I couldn't believe how smooth the process was, but when I thought about the injuries on the other party's body, I was relieved-it turns out that the waking state is strong.After all, it was done by human flesh, so it is impossible to recover so quickly.

I looked at the rattan scattered on one side, the fracture on it was obviously worn out, and I evaluated in my heart that this person is not bad, he endures humiliation, and is suitable for a soldier.

"Hey, brother, you can't be too ruthless. I save you over and over again, and you kill me. This game is not very fun." I said, not daring to let go of the strength in my hand.

"I won't tell you anything about this operation, you can kill me." The other party's fluffy voice came through decisively, with a non-negotiable posture.

I was stunned. Doesn’t this mean...he knows what my body doesn’t know, and of course it doesn’t rule out that I believe what I said, but I looked at him and basically ruled it out. Then I remembered his attitude towards me before, the answer Ready to come out——

"You are not my colleague!" It is absolutely possible to be a spy.

The other party was silent and didn't struggle, it was a tacit consent. After a while, I heard his indifferent voice.

"You killed me!"

Inexplicably feeling a little pissed off.

I don't even know you, why kill you, kill Mao.

"Okay, as you wish." I almost squeezed my voice out through my teeth.

Under the firelight, he could only see that the opponent's shoulders were still stiff, he sighed silently, and stretched out his hand to knock the opponent unconscious.

Let go of him, and touched the wound on the opponent's abdomen. As expected, the cloth strips were basically soaked, and facing the firelight, the palms of his hands were flushed.

This is the first time I have seen such a desperate person, and I can't help but be a little puzzled about the identity of the other party. Ordinary people are definitely not like it, and the rich and powerful don't look like it. He has the indifference and excellent willpower, plus absolute obedience , is something that people who are often pampered and pampered absolutely cannot have.

On the contrary, it looks a bit like the same type of people as me - they are all people who can only work hard, but they act more resolutely.

I rubbed my chin, I'd better wait for him to wake up and draw a clear line. After such a toss, I think he is basically hopeless, bleeding too much.

Although the blood barely stopped after half an hour, 120's body temperature began to drop abnormally and suddenly.

I had to sit and lie next to the fire with my arms all night, trying to warm him up, but it didn't get any better until dawn, but it didn't cool down, and although his pulse was weak, it was still steady.

On the way, I dug out the mud roasted chicken and opened the stomach. The fungus inside really leaked some water. The taste was similar to that of stewed chicken with mushrooms. After catching it, I carefully fed it into the other party’s mouth. There was no difficulty in swallowing, which means that the other party this time No deep coma.

The next morning, I dazedly and habitually touched the skin of the person in my arms to confirm the temperature. I was surprised to find that the body temperature had recovered, and it was impossible to say that I was unhappy.

Opening his eyes, he met a pair of black pupils that were very indifferent to the accident.

The suddenness was a bit embarrassing, but unexpectedly, 120 withdrew his gaze abnormally, and his voice was indifferent as if floating in the clouds, "Why didn't you kill me?"

"..." I was speechless, with a smirk on my face, I tensed up secretly to prevent the other party from moving.

"I will kill you..." It was still a flat voice, not so hoarse, it sounded better, without any emotion.It's just that the overly drawn-out coda revealed his hesitation.

"Okay! Okay! When you're done, we'll go our separate ways. The river doesn't interfere with the well water...We'll meet again, whatever you want." I carefully straightened him out of my arms, let him lean against the tree trunk, and spoke softly. He said what he meant, lest he come up with another plane.

I don't know when the other party woke up. I was too tired last night, so I didn't notice it.

The other party did not speak again, with a blank expression on his face.

I brought the chicken that was specially kept warm this time, and found it was a little dry, but I still handed it to the other party, "Now you will definitely not be able to kill me, let's eat something, when you can walk around by yourself, I'm sorry, I will not accompany you gone."

He took it calmly without saying a word, and ate it fairly quickly.

I'm not a talkative person in the first place, so I don't care why the other party became peaceful after waking up, I just wait for him to heal and part ways.

It's really fucking tiring to face a patient who wants to kill you at any time.

Obviously, although the other party has no killing intent, he still doesn't trust me.

me too.