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Chapter 223: Does the naughty little devil deserve a beating?(2/2)

"Without further ado, let's set off now." Captain Zhao said as he put away the note.

Instructor Wei nodded, "Be careful on the road."

"I've walked hundreds of times, so don't worry!" As Zhou Houpu spoke, he took out a horn funnel from his pocket and gave it back to Han Shoutian, "Shoutian, it seems that I won't have much chance to engrave this straight character in the future.

I'll leave the rest to you."

Han Shoutian took the horn funnel and put it in his arms, "Brother Hopu, don't worry. When I recover from my injury and come back, I will definitely carve all the right characters on this funnel."

Zhou Houpu patted Han Shoutian's shoulder. Not knowing what to say for a moment, he turned around and followed Captain Zhao, preparing to walk out.

"Wait first"

Wei Ran emerged from the side room, holding an enamel plate filled with chocolates in his hand, "We have gained a lot today, so we all have a piece of candy to celebrate."

"Where did you come from?" Han Shoutian asked in surprise, "I remember that you shared the things you asked me to bring back to everyone."

"I just got it back on the Japanese ship."

Wei Ran casually made an excuse and gave a piece to everyone present without any explanation. Then he picked up the camera with the film already changed around his neck and asked, "Guys, how about we take a group photo? Wait.

I saw Commander Lu and let him see our results!"

"That's a good idea!"

"Wei Ran, I remember that you were playing with the camera a lot in the afternoon. Did you also take a picture of the scene when we were fighting the Japanese steamboat?" asked the stocky man who first captured the prisoner.

"Then we must take pictures! Let's show it to Commander Lu together then!"

The answer given by Wei Ran immediately put a simple smile on everyone's face, and they allowed the former to direct the bench to be placed next to the mat filled with trophies, sitting or standing, and then hung it on the toon tree.

He took off the kerosene gas lamp and placed it on the table behind him, adjusting the angle.

Gently moving the camera, the trophies full of reed mats, as well as the Yanling team member Uncle Zhou and others behind the trophies were all included in the frame.

"Folks, let me ask you a question!" Wei Ran, who was holding a camera, put his hand on the shutter and asked loudly, "Does that stupid little devil deserve a beating?"
Chapter completed!
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