"It was already snowing in the Central Plains at this time, but this ghost place is still so fucking hot!"

In Yangon City, Myanmar, Zhao Shi, who was dark and could not see any handsome and ambition in the past, sat under a big tree with a grass stick in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, cursing silently in his heart.

Now he is more like a soldier. His eyes, which seemingly peaceful, are full of cruelty and ferociousness, and his every move is even more full of hostility.

Since landing in Burma, he has been fighting with him.

At the beginning, he could not face the cruel battlefield, the inhumane massacre, and even more so that he could not face the crying women and children. Even though those people were not considered human in the eyes of many Ming soldiers, he still couldn't help but look at them.

Even he often wakes up from nightmares and trembles all over.

But now he is completely indifferent.

He was so cold that even though he was transferred back to Yangon City for rest, he would still hold the knife in his hand tightly and look at everyone vigilantly. Even deep in his heart, because no one can kill him now, he felt a little difficult to vent.

War can show the worst side of a person.

It can also make people transform from good people to bad people.

The sun is very dazzling, and the sun is still scorching like fire in the Burmese winter, making people sticky.

Zhao Shi narrowed his eyes and lowered his head, and his eyes casually swept over the military camp where he was. This was the private manor of Burmese aristocrats, but now it has become the paradise of the Ming army.

"Haha, Boss Cao is going to have a meat meal again!"

In the distance, a grim smile filled with willfulness came into my ears.

Several wounded soldiers in leather armor rushed to the camp gate.

"Start up!" Cao Rui waved his hand with laughter, "I'll play first, get away from you, don't listen to the wall!"

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter around, and all the soldiers' eyes were filled with deep expectation.

Zhao Shi could see clearly that Cao Rui was holding a Burmese woman with a little dark skin but very round skin in his hand.

The woman did not scream or suffer. She was dragged on the ground with a little numbness by Cao Rui pulling her hair. But the light in her eyes was like a wolf cub and a poisonous snake.

"Tao Cao, be careful that this little girl will give you a bite and bite your words!"

Seeing Cao Rui dragging the woman into the house, a soldier shouted loudly.

Tear!

The door was not closed, and the sound of clothes shattering came.

Zhao Shi rolled his mouth, shook his head and turned his eyes away.

If it were before, he might have gone up to stop him. But now... he is too lazy to care, but he is not willing to care, and he doesn't want to care.

Because he knew that no matter whether he was concerned, the Ming army was the invaders in the hearts of the Burmese people.

Not only will people not be grateful to him, but his kindness will also harm himself and his robes.

It was like the time they had just set out from Yangon City a few months ago, his musket camp occupied a village. They just occupied it, no killing, no setting fires, no robbery of property, and even returned some of the Burmese things.

One of his robes went to the well to get water, but was stabbed hard by a thin child in the back.

The robe that died in the hands of the child was only seventeen years old...

There are countless people who are stabbed by women because of their soft hearts, by children, and by elderly people because of their soft hearts.

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"Shit...huh... hot!"

A soldier who was a few years older than Zhao Shi grinned and held a boiling pot and rushed over.

Before the person arrived, the fragrance was already scented.

"Huh!" The soldier put down the pot, kept blowing in his hands, and then grinned, "Uncle Guo, try it, it's so beautiful..."

This soldier is from Guangdong. When he was seven years old, his family sent him to Gansu to serve in the army because of his father's crime. No one knew his name, and everyone called him nickname, so he was ignorant.

Don’t look at him as harmless as he smiles, but killing people is as quick as a butcher.

Zhao Shi glanced at the hot meat in the pot and curled his lips, "What's it?"

"The snake is here!" Rotten Eye Ming laughed, "It's been a long time to cook it, it's easy to replenish!" As he said, he took the chopsticks to pick up the meat and continued, "Listen to my old bean, I have to eat snake meat to drive away the cold in winter..."

"It's hot as summer, where does the cold air come from?" Zhao Shi also picked up the bowl and started quickly.

"Yeah..." Hearing this, he was stunned with a bit of loneliness on his face, looking into the distance, "Yes, there is no coldness here!"

But in a second, he started eating meat fiercely again, "No matter whether he has cold or not, he will have to eat anything!"

Then, he wiped his mouth, "I'll catch voles tomorrow... You didn't see that the voles caught in the Forward Camp were bigger than cats!"

"Catch it, grab it and roast it, it will be delicious if it is dried!" Zhao Shi chewed the snake meat in his mouth vigorously.

"What a pity!" Rotten Eye Ming spitted out a piece of cartilage, "No soup... Alas, I haven't drunk the soup for a long time, and I'm very damp!"

Zhao Shi ignored him and continued to eat the meat in the pot, which was very fragrant, smooth and tender.

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It took only a while to eat the pot in one go, and only a few pieces of meat were left.

Zhao Shi was about to get rid of chopsticks, but a big hand reached in and grabbed the best piece of meat.

"Uncle Guo, you are not righteous, you hide here and eat alone!"

Zhao Shi looked up, looked at the other party, and then looked in the distance. A group of soldiers were almost pissed into dogs because of who entered the room first.

"So fast?" Zhao Shi looked at Cao Rui in wonder.

Cao Rui, shirtless and covered in heart-protecting hair, asked, "What's the quick?"

"No..." Zhao Shi wiped his mouth, "You came out just after you entered? This is too fast, right?"

Master Langyan nodded, "Yes, it's too fast!" As he said, he swept Cao Rui, "Do I need to make soup tomorrow to replenish you?"

"Get out!" Cao Rui slapped Lan Yanming and looked at Zhao Shi, "Are you not going to hurry? Why do you have half a stick of incense when you go in?"

"At most, you can fart your best!" Zhao Shi curled his lips.

"Tsk..." Cao Rui couldn't hold his face, "Did you deliberately bury me?" As he said that, he continued with some anger, "This matter is, you can cut the mess quickly with a quick knife. It's as fierce as a tiger, and it's over!"

"Hehe!" Zhao Shi smiled wickedly, "You are comfortable, where are they?"

"I'm fine, I care about her!" Cao Rui became more and more angry and said squintedly, "Uncle Guo, you have learned bad things!"

"It's just a matter of killing you, it's a big deal if you don't learn bad things!" Zhao Shibai glanced at him.

At this moment, Cao Rui suddenly saw him bow his head, come over, and whisper, "Uncle Guo, discuss something with you!"

"If you have a fart, just let it go!" Zhao Shi leaned against the tree trunk and clasped his teeth leisurely.

"I heard that you are old, you have two boxes of golden sand!" Cao Rui fell beside him and said with a slight look on his face, "Let's change them? I'll exchange them with you with cat-eye gems..."

"You can pull it, that thing is now a fucking disaster! It's everywhere!" Zhao Shi said disdainfully, "Your abacus bead hits my head!"

The war completely changed this young man who was very gentle in the past, from the inside out.

"How dare I!"

At first, these killers were a little resistant to the uncle in front of them, but after contacting each other for more than half a year, they had already become a group.

"I want Sands to be useful!"

"What are you doing!"

"It's a gold bar!"

"Then what!"

"Then... the collector spends it as money!"

"Get out of your mother!" Zhao Shi cursed angrily, "I am really worthy of being the son of Marquis Jingchuan. This look of shameless gold and silver is really a fucking tradition. Oh, you know that Jinsha can be used as money, I don't know? Go and go, go and find someone else, don't grind my teeth with me! Besides, this thing is robbed by your ability, why should you exchange it with me?"

"I..." Cao Rui looked annoyed, "I'm too late to go back and don't rush..."

As he said that, he shook his head and said, "Who knew that Maoyan would be worthless so quickly!"

Things are precious because they are rare, and once there are too many things, they will naturally be worthless. In the capital of the Ming Dynasty, the cat-eye gems were considered an extraordinary rare thing and could be used as money.

Now, with these kills being transported back one box after another, it is no longer very valuable!
Chapter completed!