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2456. Chapter 2456 Who is better than me?

"In the past, when he was in the drug collection brigade and publicizing the harmful effects of drugs in colleges and universities, the thing he wore most often was the Chinese tunic suit. He looked not only elegant, but also very upright." Duan Zhaoan also chuckled. It can be seen that people are so complicated, no matter what their private life is.

He may be dirty underneath, but he must look upright on the outside so that everyone can feel that he is a good person.

Gu Chen also felt that what Duan Zhaoan said was reasonable. People's hearts are complicated... and things can easily go wrong if they lose their nature. He pursed his lips slightly and said in a cold voice: "If people's hearts are not enough, then the snake will swallow the elephant. The general sees the benefits that drugs can bring.

The desperate act one time will lead to the next time's stupidity, until it turns into gluttony and insatiable greed."

Duan Zhaoan saw her slightly cold voice, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at his girlfriend who walked out of the hail of bullets with a soft light. Her face was dirty, and the sweat on her face made the paint even more stained. There were still stains on the corners of her mouth.

Stained with black dirt..., but her eyes are so bright, like the morning star that has not faded in the sky.

Looking into her eyes, I felt inexplicably that she was the soul of this team. As long as the light in her eyes was still shining brightly, she would be the morning star in the sky, pointing the way for the team members forever and ever.

His Gu Chen, his baby... was shining like a star, bright and dazzling.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the black dirt on the corner of her mouth, but she turned her head in disgust, "Your hands are not dirtier than my face." Just now, he wanted to use his hands to open the general and take a look.

Is it true or false?

A small action changed the unpleasant topic just now.

"Wipe your face." He wanted to help her, but was rejected. Duan Zhaoan smiled and shook his head, took out a bandage from the hygiene bag and gave it to Gu Chen, "Go upstream and wash your face. I'll clean up the scene."

He didn't ask her how she had been exposed to such a dense fire attack just now, and he didn't ask her if she was injured. It wasn't that he didn't care about her, it wasn't that he didn't trust her to be the best, but that he believed in her. All because he believed in her!

Trust is the bond between comrades-in-arms and comrades-in-arms on the battlefield!

Gu Chen wiped his face with fine gravel in his hand, "I buried my head in the moss just now. If I hadn't buried my head, it would be even dirtier." In one sentence, she explained how she survived the intense firepower just now.

Needless to say, Duan Zhaoan, who has also experienced war, knows what it feels like when Zi She flies by. Those who have not experienced it will never be able to express their true feelings.

I took the straps he handed me and walked upstream to wash my face with some water. The oil paint was not as thick as usual. In the army, I used horse oil soap to wash it off. Now I wash it directly with water, but the more I wash it, the more stained my face becomes.

When Duan Zhaorong came over, he saw a picture... it was even more colorful than before, so colorful that even his eyelashes seemed to be stained with oil paint.

"Use this to wash." He jumped up, bent a branch, and then threw the long and slightly curved fruit-like thing hanging on it directly to Gu Chen's feet, "Glyptus saponica, pure

Naturally, you can wash your face after rubbing it for a few times until bubbles come out.”

In the wild, sometimes when the mission is over, he, who is allergic to oil paints over time, will immediately pick a handful of soap locust and wash his face whenever he sees it.

There are also saponins in Yangliu Village, and Gu Dahuai even picked them for her to wash her hair. The saponins on her hands are no different, but the person they give them to...is different.

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