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Chapter 38 Section 1

Precise out of control 九把刀 1433Words 2018-03-12
2020.5 In the old frontier hotel, the deafening snoring from the next room easily penetrated the wooden partitions. Luggage covered in dirt and grass was scattered all over the floor, and the shriveled backpack lay weakly on the bed. The damp bathroom was filled with musty smell coming from the old water pipes. Most of the blue mosaic tiles attached to the wall were peeled off. The thick fog covered the mirror and water droplets formed. Soaked in the long-lost bathtub water, only half of the head above the nose was exposed, and the fingerprints of the fingers were all wrinkled. "call."

It has been more than three months without a bath. This unattractive hotel has real hot water, which makes Qunzhi deeply feel that "dollars" are indeed the most wonderful invention in the world, and they can be used in exchange for such a luxurious enjoyment. Qunzhi looked at the dark gray toenails, and the evil symptoms of malnutrition were honestly reflected in his body. He reached out to pick up the half loaf of hard bread that was on the toilet seat, took a big bite affectionately, and put it back.Chewing slowly in the mouth, let the taste of the bread slowly penetrate into the body from the tongue, as if all the cells in the body were nourished and doubled in an instant.

tasty.Very delicious. It is indeed the processed food made by human beings, which is far better than the fruit picked indiscriminately in the wild. "..." Qunzhi was so moved that he wanted to cry.At the same time, I also feel sincerely afraid of my own touch. If you continue to "start" like this, you will definitely die. must.I will definitely die alone in a foreign land. Qunzhi is very aware of his abilities, and never overestimates the luck that does not belong to him.In fact, Qunzhi is not a person who likes to take risks, but in the past ten years, he has experienced dangers that many people cannot accumulate in twenty lifetimes.

He once watched the sunrise frozen by the cold on the tundra of Siberia, and he once wandered in the Gobi Desert where he couldn't tell the difference between the south, the south, the north, or even whether he was awake or dreaming at the moment.He once wandered along the banks of the Amazon River, watching crocodiles and pythons fight over who could eat him-in the end, the python strangled the crocodile and he escaped. The nature is terrible, and the evil thoughts of human beings are no less. He once appeared at the scene of gang fights in Moscow and became a moving target in the rain of bullets.In the end, I was shot in the left buttock, so that now I walk with a half-limp when I walk fast, and the three toes on my left foot don't feel cold or hot.

He once fell in the military controlled area only one kilometer outside the North Korean concentration camp, and he heard the execution gunshot instantly on the big tree.If it wasn't for one out of ten thousand luck that he broke into an abandoned tunnel that had been in disrepair for a long time, he had no idea how to escape from that crazy, rotten country. He was held hostage by pirates in Somalia for three weeks. He stole a speedboat and escaped while the pirates were fighting for black and white. After running out of gasoline, he drifted in the sea for eleven days and finally hit the shore and was rescued.

The scariest thing was the minefield that suddenly appeared in the barren mountains of the old North Vietnam, and every step was full of threatening death.Decades ago, the Marine Corps, which silently greeted the United States of America with thousands of landmines, has now become a grand feast of death, and he is alone invited to attend.In the end even he didn't know how he got out of the minefield intact. Countless times of hunger and panic have devastated Qunzhi, accumulating a lot of irreversible damage in his body, and preparing all kinds of horrible themes for his dreams after falling asleep.Even though he was only thirty-one years old, he looked like a middle-aged man in his forties. Even his tired soul was tortured to an old age.

Turn on the pouring hot water again, warming the wrinkled and thin body. He took another big bite of the bread provided by the hotel. While chewing with great care, I thought about how to "safely hire a car" to take myself from the Syrian border to a slightly more civilized and peaceful place, such as Jordan in the south, or Lebanon in the southwest. According to past experience, if you stay in the same hotel in this turbulent country for too long, sooner or later you will be targeted by locals with malicious intentions, ranging from being robbed to being robbed, and then being robbed by another group of people the second time.

Pooh. Looking at his exhausted state, he still worried about being robbed? Haha, Qunzhi wanted to laugh out loud to laugh at himself, but his expression was too tired to make any changes. In any case, sleep in this hotel for two or three days first, and then leave after recharging your energy. The rust-smelling hot water continued to rush into the warm water, bit by bit adding to Qunzhi's sense of being a human being.It also allows Qunzhi to have extra thoughts to think about more problems, the only problem outside of their current situation... If only time could be turned back. Going back to fourteen years ago, would I still make the same choice?

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