Chapter 223 Meet the Lifesaver

Ding You was awakened by the bumps. Ding You knew that he was in the car in a daze. Looking at the sergeant with live ammunition around him, he knew that he had been arrested without asking Ding You.

careless! No, it was ignorance that led to his arrest. I have always thought that I am great, but when I really compete with the elites in the army, I know that I don't know anything at all. The other party's weapon performance, the other party's tactical use, and the other party's attack method. It's okay to deal with the underworld. Once you can escape your life in the face of groups of troops, it's already Ami. It's ridiculous that he is still naive and wants to give the Military Commission a taste.

Ding You let go of his consciousness and knew that he was now being escorted by a team of troops. From the number of heartbeats, he saw that the other party was the same as the army that had just besieged him, which showed that he should have been dizzy for a short time, at least not yet come out of the forest.

As long as you are still in the woods, there is still hope. Once you get out of the woods, you will be escorted by more troops. I'm afraid it will be difficult to fly.

What Ding You miss most at this time is not Lan Xin'er but the bran. If he changes, he can control the sergeant around him. He doesn't have to worry about how to escape at all. Unfortunately, that he is. If you give me another bran, I will definitely support him well.

Ding You withdrew his useless idea and squinted at the dim interior space of the car.

There are four soldiers in the car. Each of them points the gun to Ding You. The safety of the gun is pulled away, maintaining the state of ensuring that Ding You can be beaten into a hornet's nest at any time.

Ding You's squinting action was immediately caught by this group of cautious sergeants. One of the sergeants' pupils shrank and the barrel of a gun full of ammunition smelled fiercely on Ding You's forehead: "He woke up."

Other sergeants also pointed the barrel at Ding You's key point. As long as Ding You acted a little, he would be broken by his limbs and smashed his head.

"Don't pretend! If you pretend again, we will believe that you have a bad intention. Although the above attaches great importance to you and repeatedly asks you to catch as much as possible, we don't care so much. I don't care what the fuck you are. I only know that you killed my ten brothers. I can't wait to immediately bombard you with a gun until there is no scum left. The hoarse voice sounded muffled above Ding You's head.

Ding You knew that there was no hypocrisy in his words, and he would definitely do what he said.

Ding You opened his narrow eyes and smiled and pretended to be extremely weak, "Can I escape like this? I was shot at least three times in the back, and they were all pierced, and three fingers were blown off on my leg, which made me reluctant to live.

The barrel of the gun in the sergeant's hand pressed Ding You's forehead and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Now you can't move any organ on your body, even tremble. If you move, I'll blow your head!"

Ding You now finally knows how correct the old saying is - it's unreasonable for a scholar to meet a soldier! At first glance, these soldiers are the iron soldiers who have been trained for many years on the battlefield, and the murderous spirit in their eyes is so painful.

The guy who poked Ding You in the forehead with a gun is the head of this group of sergeants. Although he won the battle and captured Ding You alive, it can only be described as a tragic victory for him. The guy who was tied to ** killed his ten elite men as soon as he took action. His actions were clean and neat, and it was more than 290. He escaped with full firepower. If he hadn't been seriously injured, he would have escaped along the river without a trace, and Ding You's reckless action of killing ten team members was more like a provocation than recklessness in the eyes of a mature veteran like him, which was a great harm to his self-esteem.

"Zhang Tou, I'm about to get out of the woods. Where is Chief Wang waiting for the handover?" The sound came from the cab in front of the car.

Zhang Tou still poked Ding You's head with a gun and muffled, "Kid, if you want to die, now is the best opportunity. As long as you resist, I will kill you, so that I can avenge my ten brothers. You can also die steadily without suffering. Once you enter the hands of the King, I will protect you. It proves that you can't live and die."

Ding You looked at Zhang's head and showed a slightly pointed tooth and said, "Your gun hurts me very much."

At this moment, the car swayed on a big stone, and the sight of all the guns left Ding You's body in the shaking.

Ding You's eyes were red and he desperately broke the thick handcuffs and shackles that were handcuffed to his hands and feet. He swung his hands round and shot all the guns pointing at him away, and then slammed into the car door. With a muffled sound, the door was knocked away by Ding You. Ding You also flew down from the car. Just as Zhang and others in the car pulled back the muzzle and aimed at Ding You's back, the door that was knocked away by Ding You suddenly flew back and banged back with a bang. It was firmly blocked at the door. Looking at it carefully, the door was not damaged at all, and even the door shaft broken by Ding You was brand-new and shiny.

Zhang first class is worthy of being an elite veteran who has seen the world. Although the car door flew back again, the muzzle of the gun that had been aimed at Ding You's back in their hands did not move. A fire tongue spewed out, and the bullet shot through the car door and went straight to Ding You.

At this time, Ding You only has one fierce force left. The injury on his body is already very serious. Ordinary people have already died dozens of times, that is, Ding You, a guy who is seriously injured when he has nothing to do, can adapt to his current gunshot wounds and can still move.

Ding You, who was flying in the air, felt that his back seemed to be a pot of jumping beans, and his body trembled in the air. The thrust of the bullet sent him out for another three or four meters before falling to the ground.

Ding You gritted his teeth and rolled on the ground. It was said that Ding You's life should not be killed. This roll just rolled into a big ditch. The ditch was very deep and there were 60-degree slopes on both sides. Ding You rolled into the ditch along the slope.

This ditch is more than 20 meters deep. There is a not-bright fire under the ditch. Coincidentally, it happened to roll on the fire. Fortunately, the clothes that Ding You got wet when diving in the river were not completely dry, but the fire was extinguished.

At this time, Ding You had already fainted. Even if he didn't get hurt and rolled down on such a high hill, he would faint.

A thin man with a sallow face sitting next to the fire was dragging a messy dirty sword. Two fresh river carp on the sword seemed to be preparing to barbecue on the fire, but the fire was extinguished by Ding You.

At this time, Zhang's head and the sergeant had chased him to the top of the hillside. When he saw someone at the foot of the mountain without saying a word, he set up the machine gun in his hand and sprayed fire at the man with a yellow face.

The waxy-faced man rushed out of the distance. Hundreds of bullets exploded in the place where he used to sit. The land blossomed in an instant, which was stronger than the fireworks during the Spring Festival.

The man with a waxy yellow face shouted, "Don't shoot. I don't know the man who fell down. I'm passing by."

At this time, when Zhang Tou saw the man's skills, he was also wondering that one popped up casually this year. He was so powerful. He was conceited that if he had just sat under him, he would not be able to escape such a shooting.

With his head open and wrist shaking the muzzle, he dragged a long fire tongue and moved to the wax-yellow-faced man.

Seeing a long list of bullets running for the wax-yellow-faced man, the wax-faced man's already very embarrassed face became more gloomy.

The dirty sword in his hand was twisted in his hand. The sword rotated at a high speed like a drill, and the fresh carp on the sword was instantly stirred into countless debris.

The yellow-faced man rushed to the hillside against the bullet.

The man's eyes were round, bullets crossed his pupils, and the trajectory of each bullet appeared in his mind. His body flashed bullets behind him at a speed that could not be seen clearly.

The 60-degree slope of more than 20 meters is like a flat road under the hands of a waxy face, but only a few ups and downs have jumped to the top of the ditch.

The sword light flashed, and the cold white light was like a white ribbon in the air. A ribbon always brought a bloody rain. It didn't take long. Five minutes later, only 290 fully armed elite soldiers were still standing in place.

He stared at the wax-yellow-faced man with his head and stunned eyes in disbelief. Even if there was no more blood on his neck that could spew out as at the beginning, he still did not lie down. Even if the light in his eyes was dim, he still did not lie down. He could not understand how he died until he died. .

At this time, a red cloud suddenly rose on the face of the wax-yellow-faced man, and then he trembled all over. The long sword in his hand fell into the earth. The wax-yellow-faced man trembled all over, and his nose and tears flowed down in an instant. The sound of breathing seemed to be like a broken box, which made people feel uncomfortable. My chest is stuffy.

He took out a small bag of white powder in a small plastic bag from his arms and pinched it in his trembling hand. A pair of dark yellow eyes stared at the small bag of powder for a few seconds, as if he wanted to resist the white powder ** in the bag, but in the end, he still tore the bag with trembling hands and tore the powder inside. The end was all sucked into the nose.

The man with a waxy yellow face let out a comfortable moan, and then the trembling on his body stopped and was replaced by a soft mud.

His pair of dark yellow eyes became red because of excessive congestion at this time, and his eyes turned at a high speed in his eyes as if they were chasing some target.

It lasted for more than ten minutes, and the man with a waxy yellow face seemed to recover from his mind. There was a trace of loneliness and disgust in the enjoyment on his face. He groped to pick up the broken sword and slowly stood up. He bowed his back slowly down to the slope with a tired look, and lay listlessly on the ash charcoal. Ding You picked up a small bag on the ground and turned around to leave.

In fact, Ding You had just woken up when Zhang Tou and others shot the wax-yellow-faced man with guns, but his body was too seriously injured to move. More than a dozen bullet holes were added to his back, but these bullet holes were skin and flesh injuries. Zhang Tou and others's bullets had less than one-third of their strength after pierced the car door. It didn't cause too much damage to Ding You. Then Ding You was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the wax-faced man showing his skills. Looking at the wax-faced man slowly from the slope, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be dead. At this time, Ding You couldn't even move at all. . The only remaining self-preservation ability is to pretend to be dead.

Ding You originally wanted to pretend to die and see what this man would do. Unexpectedly, the guy picked up his bag and left without even looking at it. Ding You was anxious. He couldn't move now. Although the sergeants were killed by the man, it didn't take long for him to come to catch him. My troops will definitely find here. At that time, I can only be tied up like a pig again.

Ding You hurriedly shouted, "Wait a minute, can you do me a favor?"

The man with a yellow face is still moving forward and doesn't take Ding You's fault at all.

Ding You looked at the sword on the man's back and suddenly thought of this guy he had seen in the King of Qin Hall. It was the man who danced the sword in the hall at that time. At that time, Ding You felt that this guy was incredibly powerful, but he didn't expect to meet him here today.

Ding You only has this vitality left now. He quickly shouted, "Help me hide it. I can give you whatever you want."

The man with a waxy yellow face seemed to hear something funny and laughed. The laughter was like the sound of the wind passing through countless stone caves, which was very piercing.

The wax-faced man turned his head and looked at Ding You and said, "I want to go back to the past. Can you do it?" The voice of the man with a waxy yellow face is a little strange, and it sounds like a dialect in Shanxi.

Ding You was stunned. The yellow-faced man turned his head and left.

Ding You stubbornly shouted, "Yes, I can!" Ding You is talking nonsense with his eyes open, but there is no way to tell him that this man is the only one alive now.

The waxy-faced man paused, and a fierce light suddenly bloomed in his eyes and stared at Ding Youyou and said, "Are you lying to me?"

Ding You shook his head repeatedly and said, "I didn't lie to you. My ability is to make time go back." Ding You didn't lie at that time, but only half of it was said. He could only make inanimate objects go back, but it could not be applied to people.

The wax-yellow-faced man narrowed his eyes and said, "Let me see, if you lie to me, I will tell you to survive and not die." There was no more depressing when talking, and there was a cold murderous atmosphere all over his body.

Ding You was stabbed into a needle-like pain in his skin. He gritted his teeth and grabbed a piece of charcoal. He pinched the charcoal in his hand and half of it recovered as it was when it was not burned.

Ding You has already run out of oil and it's good to say a few words. At this time, the strong urge ability immediately lost consciousness in front of his eyes.

The wax-yellow-faced man stared at the wood strips with half of charcoal and half of the new green branches. After Shaoqing, the wax-faced man and Ding You disappeared in place.

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When Ding You woke up again, there was a bright starlight in front of him, and his nose was full of seductive fragrance.

Ding You grunted in his stomach and turned his head with difficulty to look at the birthplace of the fragrance. I saw two rabbits on the two wooden branches between the flashing firelight. The rabbit skin squeaked under the firelight, the oil and water ticked down, and the flames underneath licked the oil and suddenly rose high.

Ding You didn't look at it. At a glance, a pair of eyes could not be separated from the rabbit meat at all. He couldn't wait to hook the rabbit meat back with his eyes.

"You are the first one I've ever seen to survive with such a serious injury." A hoarse voice came from behind the fire.

Ding You took his eyes away from the roast rabbit with difficulty, and then remembered his situation at this time.

The man who spoke had a strange voice. Ding You knew that it was the wax-faced man, "Where is this?" Ding Yousha asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but those soldiers definitely can't catch up here." The sallow-faced man turned the rabbit on the bonfire.

Ding Youqi turned his eyes back to the rabbit and said, "This rabbit meat is really fragrant. Your craftsmanship must be good."

The man with a yellow face hesitated for a long time and said, "I learned this roast rabbit craft with a little guy a long time ago."

Ding You swallowed his saliva and said, "I'm hungry. Can you give me one?" It doesn't matter if you give birth."

The wax-yellow-faced man grabbed a rabbit and threw it over. Ding You couldn't catch it at all. The hot rabbit patted him on the face.

Ding You didn't care about the heat. He opened his mouth and bit the rabbit stuck to his face and ate it with difficulty. As soon as the meat entered the belly, the spirit of Ding You immediately recovered a little. He ate the whole rabbit without using his hands. Ding You smashed it and looked at the other rabbit roasted on the fire, and the greedy fire in his eyes burned.

The yellow-faced man said, "Don't think about it. It's just mine. If you don't have enough, eat this." With that, a small bag was lost, and more than a dozen pieces of military compressed biscuits rolled out of the small bag on the ground.

Ding You can eat anything at this time. As long as you can fill your stomach, grass roots, bark, cockroaches and ants are good food.

Ding You turned over and held a compressed biscuit in his mouth without peeling it. He directly chewed the biscuit with his slightly sharp teeth and swallowed it together.

This meal is more than a dozen yuan. Good boy, compressed biscuits. This thing is hungry but hungry, but there is one thing that is too dry. Ding You's mouth is already dry. Just now, he was too hungry and couldn't take care of his throat to burn, but as soon as he eats it, it won't be done. The biscuits just can't go up and down in his throat. He will look at Ding You. I'm suffocating.

The wax-yellow-faced man came over and picked up Ding You and patted him on the back three times. Ding You swallowed this food into his stomach.

He grabbed a pot of water handed over by the man with a waxy yellow face and poured it into his throat. It took him a long time to breathe. Ding You's body was soft, and he lay on the ground with a blink of an eye and fainted.

When Ding You woke up again, there were snowflakes floating in the sky. Ding You lay on his back on the ground, and there was a bonfire crackling beside him.

Ding You's face twitched slightly, and the wound on his back was still painful, but this pain told Ding You that most of the wounds on his internal organs had recovered, and now it was just some skin injuries.

"What's your name? What should I call you?" Ding You asked.

The man with a yellow face is on the other side of the bonfire, and his face can be seen in the swallowing flame.

"Old love, call me old love. This is my name in this world. The yellow-faced man said.

Ding You sat up tentatively and felt good. In addition to pain, his body's function has basically recovered.

"Why do you sound so awkward? What kind of world is that world, are you a ghost? Ding You asked doubtfully.

The corners of Lao Ai's eyes twitched slightly and then lowered her head and said, "I'm from that world. I can't explain it clearly. Now I only care about the ability to go back in time as you said."

Ding You's heart jumped slightly and said, "I can't do it now. My body is still too weak to use my ability at all, but speaking of which, are you going back to a few years ago?"

After losing two pieces of firewood into the wood pile, Lao Ai said, "In 328 BC, it was not long before, that is, more than 2,000 years ago."