C87 My Good Brother Huzi Has Been Sacrificed

He was covered in mud, and his hair was all the same, and he took off his thick coat, but it was still hot and sweaty, and I smelled sweat.

Wang Xiaohai carried the basket and went down. He came up again. He accidentally slipped and fell. The smell of blood filled his nose. I looked at him with heartache.

"Be careful. " Huo Zhe went to pick him up and brought the basket over