The four or five guns of the Burmese army on the opposite side never left his head.
As long as Wu Dabiao is found doing anything inappropriate, he will definitely shoot him without hesitation.
Even if Wu Dabiao is a powerful warrior, it is impossible to dodge all the bullets at the same time.
There were already slight beads of sweat streaming down Wu Dabiao's forehead.
His eyes were secretly observing the situation around him. If there was any chance of being betrayed, he would need to find a quick escape route.
On the hillside where Yang Haoran and the others were hiding, everyone held their breath and looked nervous and serious.
On the contrary, Yang Haoran looked confident, even smiling slightly.
It seems that everything is under control and there will be no surprises.
Nangong Lingjue was leaning against the two Anjin warriors from before, and now all his attention was focused on Wu Dabiao.
Seeing that Wu Dabiao had unscrewed the lid of the kettle.
It was almost five hundred meters away from the hillside where Nangong Lingjue was located, but there were still bursts of aroma coming to his nostrils.
Everyone felt that drunken feeling again.
Looking at Wu Dabiao again, his original cautious expression suddenly disappeared, and a look of impatient eagerness appeared in his eyes.
He had long forgotten Yang Haoran's warning not to drink the contents of the kettle.
Because it smells so good!
The alluring aroma is simply indescribable, as if something is directly tugging at people's heartstrings.
The body's instinct was controlling Wu Dabiao's nerves and body, forcing him to drink the contents of the kettle.
His subconscious told him that what was inside was the best jade liquid and nectar in the world!
So, Wu Dabiao pointed the mouth of the kettle at his own mouth, and then took a swig.
Immediately, a look of satisfaction appeared on Wu Dabiao's face, making him feel peaceful all over.
It's like all the pores in the body have been opened.
He couldn't wait to take a second sip.
However, his confused consciousness had already caused him to ignore the surrounding scenes.
The two dozen Burmese troops had all fallen, staring at Wu Dabiao like hungry wolves looking for prey.
To be more precise, he was staring at the kettle in Wu Dabiao's hand.
Even the few people who had pointed their guns at Wu Dabiao had put down their guns by this time.
Wu Dabiao's mouth came close to the spout of the kettle for the second time.
Before he could actually drink, someone snatched the kettle from his hand.
The same scene repeated itself, with the same kettle being passed around in the hands of more than 20 Burmese soldiers.
On the hillside, Yang Haoran's pupils shrank and he suddenly straightened up.
"Let's go, it's time!"
Yang Haoran didn't even hide his whereabouts, and just flew down the hillside in plain sight.
This startled those behind him who were still preparing to proceed cautiously.
How could Yang Haoran, who had previously advocated caution, become so reckless all of a sudden?
But soon, everyone discovered the clues.
With the sound of falling to the ground, all the Burmese soldiers fell to the ground as if they were drunk.
Wu Dabiao also drank the contents of the kettle, so naturally he was no exception.
Everyone's eyes lit up, and they suddenly felt energetic.
Everyone looked at Yang Haoran with admiration and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.
Only Nangong Ling felt that the three of them looked strange and had complicated expressions.
Especially Nangong Lingjue, the muscles on his face twitched, looking unbelievable.
Those guys, including Wu Dabiao.
Didn't you smell anything special before drinking it?
The strong smell of urine before made even him almost vomit out in disgust!
These guys actually rushed to drink it, for fear that they would not get the same drink!
Thinking of this, Nangong Lingjue's eyes involuntarily fell on the dark warrior next to him.
The kettle was filled with fresh urine from the three of them.
That was all Yang Haoran's idea, and Nangong Lingjue was originally asked to complete it alone.
Nangong Lingjue considered that his abilities were limited, so he decided to find a helper.
Later, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to help, so I found another person.
The urine of three people filled a jug full, and a lot of it overflowed.
And the Anjin warrior Nangong Lingjue is looking at now is the one who has made the greatest contribution.
Nangong Lingjue's mouth twitched and he couldn't help but say: "The success of this operation is largely due to your contribution!"
The Dark Force warrior paused in his steps and almost had his foot twisted.
He had a complicated expression on his face and the corners of his mouth twitched.
This was the first time in his life that he had heard of such a strange feat.
And I’m afraid I can only encounter this once in this life!
But there was a sigh in my heart at the same time.
The ancients once said that people who are roosters, dogs, and thieves are also talents as long as they are put to good use.
He used to be dismissive, but now he is convinced.
Because, with Special Code, even his ability to urinate a lot can make great achievements!
Yang Haoran and the others rushed to the entrance of the mountain road without any cover-up.
The Burmese soldiers on the ground were as motionless as dead pigs.
Yang Haoran's eyes turned cold. There was no need to be kind to the enemy, otherwise he would be sorry for the dead guerrillas!
"Hurry up and deal with them all. Remember to put on Burmese army uniforms!"
Everyone agreed and acted quickly.
After only a short minute or two, except for Wu Dabiao who was still lying on the ground, all the other Burmese soldiers had disappeared.
Yang Haoran and others have also taken off their Burmese army uniforms and put them on themselves.
Yang Haoran walked towards the unconscious Wu Dabiao with a smile, took out a pill from his body, and stuffed it into Wu Dabiao's mouth.
Soon, I heard Wu Dabiao let out a long breath and woke up.
The first thing I saw were Burmese army uniforms. I was so horrified that I didn’t have time to distinguish them, so I just used a move to fight in all directions.
But before he could stand up completely, a hand was firmly pressed on his shoulder.
Wu Dabiao exclaimed and planned to fight for his life.
At this time, his consciousness completely recovered and he saw Yang Haoran's face.
Wu Dabiao was stunned and calmed down.
Then he looked around with a confused look on his face, and suddenly felt a look of surprise on his face.
"Mr. Yang, is it done?
Have you killed all those Burmese dogs?”
Yang Haoran looked at him with a half-smile: "I'll give you a big credit this time, but why didn't you listen to my advice?
Does that stuff taste good?"
Only then did Wu Dabiao realize that his mouth was sour and astringent, with a very strange taste that gave him a feeling of nausea.
"Mr. Yang, what is in the kettle? Why is it so powerful?
Is it okay if I drink it?"
Nangong Lingjue on the side turned his head away, as if it was none of my business.