Chapter 412: Zhou Gang

When Xiaofeng heard this, he immediately showed a smile on his face, thanked the guard again and again, and wanted to go inside.

The guard's lips turned slightly pale, his eyes looked away, but his legs suddenly stretched towards Xiaofeng.

Xiaofeng was thinking about going in, but he didn't notice the guard's small movements at all, and he didn't expect that the guard would stretch his legs to stir him. fell to the ground.

Hu Feng is a martial artist with quick eyes and quick hands. When he saw the guard's leg stretched out, his hand also stretched out, grabbing Xiaofeng's arm at the right time, "Watch the road carefully, it's fine if you fall, don't worry about it. Hit these two soldiers."

Xiaofeng nodded with a white face: "Yes, yes, I was too careless."

Hu Feng glanced lightly at the guard who stretched his legs and mixed people, as if a sharp knife was caught in his cool eyes.

The guard obviously didn't pay attention to the two of them. Hu Feng's sharp eyes, he didn't see it at all, he just smiled smugly.

Seeing that Hu Feng was in a bad mood, Xiaofeng quickly pulled him away: "Brother Hu, I'm fine, let's go."

Hu Feng silently wrote down the ugly faces of the two, and swallowed the breath temporarily. One day, he would spit it out again, and spit it out fiercely.

The Dongqi Battalion is different from other camps. There are wooden fences around the camp to separate the Dongqi Battalion from other camps.

Xiaofeng pointed to the tent in front and said, "This is it."

The guards outside the tent were sitting and dozing off, not even waking up when they approached.

Dongqi Camp is very quiet, unusually quiet.

There were three tents in the camp, and only the one in front of them was guarded. It seemed that this tent was the only one that had people locked up. The other tents were all empty.

Hu Feng snorted towards Xiaofeng, motioning him not to wake the guard in front of him, lest he, like the two in front, have to toss them if there is nothing to do.

The two entered the tent lightly, and a foul stench hit their faces.

There is an unpleasant fecal smell, the rotten smell of the flesh and skin after the pus, and the musty smell of the food, mixed together, and the smell is choking.

Since Xiaofeng entered the tent, tears kept falling. He tried his best to hold it back, but seeing the tragic state of the people inside, he couldn't help it.

Hu Feng held his hand tightly, warmly and powerfully: "Don't make a sound, take this first." Although he hadn't seen the appearance of these criminals, he had a faint feeling in his heart that these people might be related to himself. are related.

After handing the food box to Xiaofeng, he turned around and walked out of the tent, looked left and right, and after confirming that no one was there, he reached out and slashed at the sleeping guard, knocking him unconscious.

When he returned to the tent, he saw Xiaofeng kneeling in front of a unconscious prisoner, shaking the prisoner's body constantly, tears falling like beads with broken threads, and he opened his mouth to cry out. But he didn't dare to scream, his trembling mouth just kept whining.

Hu Feng stepped forward and patted Xiaofeng on the shoulder, "Don't cry, he's not dead, he's still alive."

Xiaofeng wiped the tears from his face and looked at Hu Feng with a pleading face: "Brother Hu, I know you are a capable person, please, please save him."

Hu Feng was not surprised that he would make such a request. Since Xiaofeng went back crying, he knew that the people locked up in Dongqi Camp must be his relatives.

"Who is he? Why is he locked up here?" Hu Feng asked.