Peerless King of Soldiers

Chapter 407
But after Zhang Xuerou closed the door, she sat by Wang Fei's bed first, staring at his calf.

"You roll up your pant legs."

Zhang Xuerou's tone was a bit serious, which made Wang Fei ask quickly: "What's wrong with you?"

"..."

Seeing that Wang Fei didn't take the initiative, Zhang Xuerou simply reached out and grabbed his calf forcibly, and rolled up his pants.

And at the same time as the trouser legs were rolled up, a bandaged wound was exposed, and there was still a little red on it.

After Zhang Xuerou saw that Wang Fei was injured, she had a worried expression on her face, but then she suddenly focused on Wang Fei.

"Hey, you even discovered that."

Wang Fei touched his head in embarrassment.

"You want to hide it from me?"

Zhang Xuerou snorted coldly, and made Wang Fei hehe: "I don't think there is any need to add unnecessary worries?"

"Unnecessary worry? I'm your wife, why don't you tell me if you're hurt?"

Zhang Xuerou's tone was a little serious.

When Wang Fei heard her say this, he laughed even more and said, "If you want to talk about my wife, your eyes are as bright as a torch."

"Come on, when you walk today, it's not the same as usual."

Zhang Xuerou's words made Wang Fei feel a little bit surprised.

He thought that his camouflage ability was definitely not weak. Even if he was walking outside, those intelligence personnel couldn't judge his physical condition, but Zhang Xuerou was able to see it with just a few glances?

"What are you staring at me for?"

Zhang Xuerou, who originally wanted to ask for guilt, was looked at like this, her face softened a little, and she blushed a little more than usual.

Wang Fei shook his head and said, "Honey, it's getting late, why don't you go back and rest first?"

"Is your wound okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a minor injury to me."

Wang Fei patted his chest to assure.

But even though Zhang Xuerou got the guarantee, she still didn't leave.

Sitting by the bed, she kept staring at Wang Fei, and finally said: "Wang Fei, I still hope you can understand that if you are injured or have anything else you want to say, you can tell me. "

"My wife, you suddenly made such a sensational, I won't be used to it."

"Then I'll go to bed first."

Zhang Xuerou stood up, blushing, and seemed to feel that what she said was not in line with her personality.

After the door was closed with a "kuangji", Wang Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that he felt a little more helpless in his heart, and finally sighed a little: "Wang Fei, you are in a big trouble."

He's not stupid, how could he not see that Zhang Xuerou was clearly moved.

But for Wang Fei, he didn't even understand what he really liked.

Some feelings were hazy, but since he came back, he just suddenly felt that he should treat Lin Yuhan better.

This night, not only Wang Fei couldn't sleep, but even Zhang Xuerou didn't fall asleep after returning home.

She is very different from Lin Yuhan's nerves, in fact she is a very sensitive person, otherwise she would not feel Wang Fei's injury.

It's only now that she suddenly realizes that there are very few things she can do for Wang Fei.

Tossing and turning, it was not until dawn that Zhang Xuerou fell asleep in a daze.

Fortunately, the next day was the weekend, and when Wang Fei got up, it was already past eight in the morning.

"Miss, why did you get up early today?"

Wang Fei glanced around and found that Zhang Xuerou was still sleeping at this time.

Lin Yuhan himself didn't care. After taking a sip of water, he wiped the corners of his mouth and said cheerfully: "Sister Rou must be tired. Just now, Sister Carl said that she is going out with someone today and won't practice with me anymore. I'm so bored." ah."

"Do you really want to study hard?"

When Wang Fei heard her mention it, he asked in passing.

"Of course. Didn't I tell you that I must become the first female soldier king, and I will be stronger than those men."

Lin Yuhan said with bright eyes, and said excitedly: "When the time comes, everyone will look at me with admiration."

"It's quite courageous, so I can practice with you."

"real!?"

When Lin Yuhan heard this, she jumped excitedly and hugged Wang Fei's arm.

After a while, she suddenly remembered something, glanced at Wang Fei's feet, and said, "But you seem to be injured, are you sure you can do it?"

"It's fine if I let you have one foot."

After resting all night, Wang Fei became a little careless again.

But although Lin Yuhan was usually careless, he didn't dare to be careless about this kind of thing, and said discouragedly: "Let's forget it, then you might as well tell me the story on the battlefield, or I'm sleepy again now."

"Okay, then I'll tell you casually, maybe you can still use it in the future."

"Hey, if you talk about this, then I won't be sleepy."

As soon as Lin Yuhan heard the story, she immediately sat beside Wang Fei like a lady.

The latter also became serious at this time, and said to Lin Yuhan: "Just talk about when I was in Dragon Blade, I was still young, and I was not yet 20 years old. One day, some unusual things appeared in our camp. animal footprints, we..."

"I don't want to listen to this, you tell me your story in Africa."

Lin Yuhan shook his head. He had heard a lot about Wang Fei talking about Dragon Blade before, but now he is more interested in other things.

Wang Fei was also a little depressed, scratching his head, wondering if he should talk about this.

"Don't worry, I will never ask about your identity, just say something casually."

Lin Yuhan vowed to make it down.

With her words, Wang Fei finally nodded and agreed, "That's fine. If that's the case, I'll tell you something about when I first arrived in Africa."

"Yeah!"

Lin Yuhan took a bag of potato chips from the side, sat cross-legged on the sofa and waited for Wang Fei to continue.

"When I first arrived in Africa, I was unfamiliar with the place, which is a little different from abroad and at home."

Wang Fei recalled the armed groups he encountered for the first time when he first arrived in Africa.

……

"Hey, boy, are you from China?"

In a small country in North Africa, a two-meter-tall black man stopped Wang Fei.

This person is a small leader of a local armed organization, carrying an AK and several grenades on his back.

This kind of configuration is already extremely rich in the local area, even if they encounter a team member, they can still have a certain ability to counterattack.

At that time, Wang Fei had just arrived in Africa, and he didn't even have a decent gun on him. When he was called so, he could only go over and say in English: "Hello."

"Okay, from what you look like, are you here to play? Or do you want to join us?"

"I came here to make a living, not to be a mercenary."

Wang Fei's eyes were fixed on the black man, but his eyes were always observing the surroundings, because there were still seven or eight people lurking around at this time.

(End of this chapter)