"Mmm mmm mmm..."
Outside the tent, Zhao Yong was frantically waving his paws, almost unable to breathe. He was slapping the deputy squad leader's hand, seemingly trying to tell him that he was about to suffocate.
Only then did the deputy squad leader react, but he still hesitated a little. He uncovered Zhao Yong's nose so he could breathe but didn't let go, saying, "I'll let you go, but you must stop shouting!"
"Mmm mmm mmm..." Okay, okay, Zhao Yong nodded vigorously.
Seeing Zhao Yong's painful agreement, the deputy squad leader didn't continue to cover his mouth and loosened his hand.
Zhao Yong, who was almost 'suffocated' to death, was gasping desperately and could barely catch his breath. He said, "Damn, you're really heavy-handed..."
This is like a murder attempt...
"I'm saving you, don't you get it?" The deputy squad leader glared fiercely and said, "It's a disaster in there, and you just want to walk in and die! I think you're the crazy one!"
