The guard muttered to himself, covering his stomach with one hand and pushing through the bushes with the other;
He wore a duckbill cap on his head and a gray leather jacket with worn cuffs on his body. His originally brown trousers had turned dark with filth, and his canvas shoes looked like they had just been picked up from a garbage dump, with a hole the size of a finger on the upper part;
After crawling into the bushes, he found a place near the wire fence where the grass was sparser, undid his pants, and squatted down. Song Jian slowly made his way towards him along the wire fence.
The guard, who had come out to use the toilet, didn't bring his gun. He suddenly felt irritable as he heard the "rustling" noise of the fence behind him;
At that moment, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, and his first thought was of danger. It was as if a ferocious beast was standing behind him, staring at him eagerly, with its hot breath blowing on the back of his head;
