Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Nong LAN carried the fish back to Zhao Jianhui with a branch. He looked at Zhao Jianhui with both eyes, but he didn't know what to do with the unlucky fish. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly. Now he doesn't even have the strength to move. Besides, he doesn't have any tools. There are many ways for him to treat the fish, but now none of them can be used... Oh, no, there's another way, that is to eat raw.

"Wash it in the river and eat it raw." Zhao Jianhui said to de Nong LAN, who was still studying the fish repeatedly.

Nong LAN wrinkled his nose: "Hey, I heard that drilling wood for fire is a great invention of your ancestors. Don't you...?"

"I will, but I don't have the strength now. Besides, there is no dry wood in this place, and there is no fire..." Zhao Jianhui shook his head and said.

Nong LAN looked around, left the fish and took a few steps. After a while, he found a perforated plank from the river bank and threw it in front of Zhao Jianhui with a wooden stick in his hand“ I'll do it, you command. "

"Step on the board with your feet and don't let it move. Rotate the stick with both hands. You are looking for some dry roots of withered grass or bamboo. While rotating, put the hay into the fire hole, and constantly blow into the hole with your mouth. Be careful not to blow with too much force. When smoke begins to appear at the small hole, there will be a fire with both hands." As Zhao Jianhui spoke, Nong LAN followed his instructions.

She rubbed the stick with her white hands, puffed her cheeks, lowered her head and gently blew into the small hole. The fullness of her chest shook with the flexion and extension of her arms, and the frequency of shaking made people dizzy. Zhao Jianhui looked at her movements, and thought in a trance, that if she did not rub the stick in the hands of Nong blue, she thought of it, but could not help but get a long face and a low cough.

Nong LAN added some dry bamboo roots and continued to bow his waist to blow into the small hole. Green smoke began to float out of the small hole. Zhao Jianhui whispered: "hurry up, hurry up... Well, that's it..." about ten minutes later, the small flame slowly lit up. Nong LAN raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead while scattering dry leaves, withered grass and twigs on the fire.

Seeing Nong LAN holding up the branch wearing the fish to barbecue on the fire, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help staring wide, opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Before long, the smell of fish was in his nose. Nong LAN held a branch and smelled the fish under his nose. He smiled like a child on his face. She tore a piece of fish with her hand, but it was hot. She took a few mouthfuls of air conditioning. Bai Nen's fingers pinched the fish and sent it to Zhao Jianhui's mouth. Zhao Jianhui didn't pick it up with his hand, but directly stretched out his mouth. With Nong Lan's fingers, he took the fish into his mouth.

Nong Lan's face was red, but he continued to tear off a piece of fish with his hand and watched Zhao Jianhui swallow it into his stomach. There was a slight smile on his face. Zhao Jianhui ate the roasted fish with a little paste taste. Although it didn't taste salty, Zhao Jianhui ate it very delicious. Zhao Jianhui ate more than half of a fish. Zhao Jianhui shook his head and said, "you eat."

After that, he sat cross legged on the ground and closed his eyes slightly. Slowly guided a turbid turbid yuan Qi to walk around again. The spirit has felt much better, and the injured part of the arm doesn't seem to hurt much. After his breath was guided into the Dantian from all his limbs and bones, and then ran back and forth from the depths of the Dantian for 12 weeks, the turbid breath had long disappeared. Zhao Jianhui only felt that Shentai was clear, the breath waves in his body rolled and ran around his body, and his strength felt that it had been restored six or seven tenths.

He breathed out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes. It happened that Nong Lan's eyes were looking over. Seeing that Zhao Jianhui had a faint blush on his face, he was pleasantly surprised and said, "how about eating something?"

"Well, it's much better. I don't know when it is now. We still have to hurry." Zhao Jianhui stood up and walked forward for two steps. He raised his legs, reached out and took off the only shoe on his feet and went out. Wearing this thing with a crack in the front is actually not as comfortable as barefoot.

Nong Lan also followed him slowly with little snow-white feet. They didn't walk fast. They drilled into the dense forest, climbed over a ridge, and saw a long valley at the foot of the mountain. This is a green, moist and lush world. In front of us is a large guava forest, in which there is a small stockade. There is a grass terrace in the middle of the stockade. The stream that was left behind by two people just now came back from nowhere, but it is lighter than the original leisure.

Shallow streams pass through the terrace. On both sides of the terrace are rough huts, like many square baskets lying upside down. From the top of the mountain, you can see that there are about forty or fifty families living here in the dense forest.

"Hey... Are you still going forward?" Zhao Jianhui walked forward a few steps. Nong LAN behind him suddenly pulled his hand and asked in a low voice. Zhao Jianhui said strangely, "there is a small stockade in the forest ahead. Let's go there and ask for directions and find some more... Oh, I see. You hide here and wait..." after looking at Nong LAN behind you, the cloth strip can't be called clothes at all. The whole body of white meat is almost naked in front of his eyes. This scene must not go out to see people.

Nong LAN held his hand and whispered, "you can't leave me alone..."

"I'm looking for clothes for you. How could I leave you alone? You saved me just now, and I am still grateful to you... "Zhao Jianhui knows that it is not easy for a woman to go out smoothly in such a wild mountain. Although Nong LAN has good Kung Fu, women are women after all. At this time, only men are their backbone.

Although this man used to be her enemy, it was strange that the two met again last night and temporarily changed from an enemy to an ally. Nong LAN couldn't imagine if Zhao Jianhui would survive out of the jungle if he died by the river, or if he never came back now.

This place has always been a land of three indifferences. In addition to various ethnic forces, such as drug traffickers and bandits, even the struggling people must be a very strong nation. Otherwise, there would have been no bones left by other tribes.

National law and royal law have always been of little use in such places. Whoever has a hard fist is the law. A woman who is so beautiful and wears such exposed clothes is doomed to cause men's evil thoughts as long as she is seen. It's hard not to think of anything.

Therefore, seeing that Zhao Jianhui wanted to go down alone, Nong LAN immediately held his hand and didn't let him go alone“ Trust me, I'll be back in a minute. " Zhao Jianhui reached out and patted Nong Lan's hand. His firm eyes gave Nong LAN a confidence.

Squatting under a big tree, seeing Zhao Jianhui disappear in front of him, Nong LAN couldn't help holding his arms in his hands and thinking about whether he and Zhao Jianhui should be regarded as enemies or friends.

personal enemy? Actually, it's not really. He is the biological daughter of the queen of Thailand. His real identity is the princess. He has received the strictest training and good education since childhood. His master is Tang Wu, the leader of Tang clan, the most mysterious sect in China.

Che Dudu is his fiance, but it's only nominal. All this is to break into the Fein group and provoke the internal struggle of the three major drug traffickers. Under the joint attack of the four countries, the strength of the three groups has been greatly reduced. Through their own instigation and efforts, Fuen group finally fought with kunchai and Jiapeng. The situation is getting worse and worse. Basically, it can be regarded as a sunset west mountain.

It seems that in order to broaden the market of drugs, I have personally opened up the market to the mainland, India and the Middle East in recent years. However, due to my intentional or unintentional negligence, the sales pipeline established by feien group can always be quickly discovered by the local police, which will not only confiscate a large number of drugs, but also several people can not escape.

This time in the mainland, even no en's daughter was caught by the police. No en, the old guy finally woke up and began to chase himself crazy. In his escape, he unfortunately fell into Kun guess's hands.

Fortunately, the people around him were loyal and loyal to the royal family. None of the eight survived in the process of rescuing themselves. If I had not known that the villa built by the British had another secret way, I was afraid I would die on the spot.

However, he can live to the present. In addition to his men's hard work and the military aircraft of the Myanmar government coincidentally launched the attack on kunchai, it seems that this man has made great contributions.

If it hadn't been for him, he had run out of bullets after meeting Fein's troops in the dense forest, and the people around him could have been killed and injured. It's impossible to escape by his own ability, not to mention that Zhao Jianhui blocked two grenades for himself, injured many places on his hands and legs and fell into the river, even if he fainted, But he still held his hand tightly. In this way, this person should be regarded as his benefactor or friend.

However, the man broke his leg, so that he had to walk on crutches for a long time. He also poisoned his girlfriend with Yan butterfly and made him travel thousands of miles to live and die.

It seems that the gratitude and resentment of being cut off by Zhao Jianhui has been even, and the only thing that is falling is the kindness that he just saved himself this time.

At the thought of this, Nong LAN felt strange in his heart. How can he count it down or owe him?