Chapter 50 Farce... Continuing
Half asleep and half awake, Fei Ying crawled out of the quilt, wearing thin pajamas, stepped through two sleeping bags and sneaked towards the crowd over there.
Her heel was caught.
"I'll go too." The little princess lowered her voice and said.
Fei Ying hesitated for a moment and stood still. Vivian listened to Chu Feiyue's even snoring and came out gently.
The two girls' hands touched each other gently and clenched them.
"Let's go." Fei Ying, with bare feet, took advantage of the dim firelight on the wall and groped for Gu Panqian's position in her memory.
Chu Feiyue: .. zZZ~~
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The concentration camp does not provide household water for washing, so Chu Feiyue stretched out and did not shout to brush his teeth and wash his face, but turned out a book and read it.
Fei Ying's sleeping bag was empty, and the little princess's sleeping bag was bulging. Chu Feiyue knew at a glance that her little apprentice must have been pulled into a quilt by the future storm queen, and smiled and did not pay attention to them.
Chu Feiyue heard clearly what the two of them were busy last night, but he also knew that his persuasion was bullshit for the two equally stubborn girls. For them, some substantive blows could kill their edges and corners, so he let them go.
It can be seen that the two little girl was busy for a long time yesterday, otherwise Fei Ying would have got up to do morning classes - this may be the last sleep in her life.
When Chu Feiyue finished reading the novel in his hand, the door of the stairs leading to the upper floor was knocked open.
A huge iron can of half a person was slowly pushed out from behind the door.
As soon as I saw the hot iron can at the top coming out, the people around me suddenly stood up. They coincidentally grabbed the guys around them for serving food, looked at the iron can eagerly, and their legs trembled gently.
The figures of Duan Dashan and his younger brothers appeared behind the iron can. They all wore black raincoats and special sunglasses, which smelled like the G-A.A.
Duan Dashan swung the spoon in his hand, knocked on the shell of the iron can fiercely, and made a loud "dong-dong" sound.
After the little princess's sleeping bag shrugged, two sleepy little heads came out. The little princess rubbed her eyes and looked dissatisfiedly at the direction that had just made the noise, while Fei Ying straightened her hair and came out of the sleeping bag with an exclamation.
"(Japanese) Oh, what time is it? The morning class hasn't been done yet. It's over!" While talking about some Japanese that others couldn't understand, Fei Ying looked at Chu Feiyue hesitantly, as if she was afraid that Chu Feiyue would punish her.
And on the opposite side, Duan Dashan had already raised his voice and began to shout.
"Are you guys hungry?"
The power is very powerful, and no one below dares to reply. Duan Dashan stared at the crowd below and continued to shout.
"Are you that hungry? Did you rob a mad dog because of a pot of leftover soup last night? He knocked on the iron can again, just like the servant who beat the drum in ancient times.
"Then there is a big pot here. Come and grab it, come and grab it! Why don't you come? Where did you go to throw bricks yesterday?
In Duan Dashan's fierce roar, the survivors below all lowered their heads, looked at the rice basin in their hands, and hesitated whether they really wanted to grab a bowl.
But Duan Dashan did not give them much time to think, but continued.
"You did a good job yesterday. The ground was licked so clean by you. In this case, well, the ground will be taken care of by you in the future. Let me see where there is dust. Don't eat!"
Hearing Duan Dashan's words, he began to talk about it. The survivors looked at each other and were a little confused.
"Sergeant, we have no water."
Finally, an aunt's voice overwhelmed the surrounding comments and reached Duan Dashan's ears.
Duan Dashan nodded with a smile and scratched the edge of the iron can with his head tilted.
"Yes, you don't have water, so didn't I send it to you? It's ready. Don't waste it!"
With that, Duan Dashan pulled hard, and the iron can was pulled down from the cart by him and swirled to the ground. The soup inside flowed everywhere with the pouring of the iron can, splashing all over the ground.
Even if it is a little far away, Chu Feiyue can still see the sparse rice grains in the rice soup - it is estimated that even if the soup pot is not poured, there will be no more than a few grains of rice in everyone's bowl, right?
No wonder the people here are so hungry. Thousands of people go to share the poor bucket of rice soup. It's not easy to live.
The survivors were stunned for a moment, and several people suddenly rushed up crazily, lay on the ground, and put their mouths on the ground to compete for the rice soup that had not yet flowed. They swallowed the rice soup on the ground, blushed with excitement and even forgot to breathe. Or, in their opinion, breathing is a shameful waste now.
The rest of the people were inspired by these pioneers and lay down. But the place is so big, but there are so many people, and the place is still too small.
So, the crowding and trampling happened. Many people lying on the ground were trampled under their feet by the people behind them. They screamed harshly, but the sound they could make was getting smaller and smaller.
The scene was extremely chaotic, but Duan Dashan, who should have maintained order, just stood outside the crowd with his hands and hugged his chest, sneered.
"In view of your evil deeds yesterday, the daily rice soup has been reduced from six barrels to three barrels. When will you clean the ground and recover?"
He hummed with a big nostrils, pointed to Gu Panqian behind the crowd, and hooked his hand.
Gu Panqian was stunned for a moment and quickly ran towards Duan Dashan in three steps. Perhaps in the eyes of the little girl, Duan Dashan is a good person who can help her brother recover from health... Maybe.
Duan Dashan smiled, touched the little girl's head, took her hand, and walked in the direction.
Don't look at the group in the back at all. They are already crazy.
Chu Feiyue stopped in front of him.
With the little princess and her little apprentice, Chu Feiyue, dressed neatly, stood in front of Duan Dashan and his followers with a blank face and looked at him calmly.
Duan Dashan is also looking at Chu Feiyue - the two girls behind him, sincerely admiring their beauty with a very professional aesthetic vision.
For a long time, Chu Feiyue didn't mean to speak first. Duan Dashan finally turned his eyes to him.
"Little brother, what's the matter?"
"I want to meet your boss and let you know."
Chu Feiyue nodded and turned to the top of the stairs. The two girls were a little hesitant and stunned. Finally, they glanced at the crowd that were still crawling underground and followed Chu Feiyue's footsteps.
Seeing that Chu Feiyue completely ignored his existence, Duan Dashan's expression suddenly became extremely gloomy. Looking at Chu Feiyue in a gloom, Duan Dashan sneered and walked up with the little girl's wrist.
Several big men around slowly followed the three people of Chu Feiyue and vaguely surrounded them.
Push open the two iron doors of the stairwell, which is still a corridor with torches. Although the torch is lit, it doesn't give people a warm feeling at all, but it feels more gloomy.
The shoes stepped on the floor, "tattering" sounded, becoming the only sound in this path. In this horrible atmosphere, the little girl curled up and leaned against Duan Dashan. Duan Dashan took the opportunity to take the little girl's shoulder and let her get closer.
Obviously, in the dark, an adult and strong man around makes the little girl feel much more relaxed.
The path is not too long, so it comes to a rising staircase. Climbing up about ten meters along the folded steps, Chu Feiyue's road was blocked by a gorgeously decorated crimson wooden door.
But it is falsely masked, and it opens with a gentle push.
Behind the door, the lights are bright... The electric light here is actually on.
The surrounding walls are covered with soft and thick big red cotton cushions, and you won't feel too much when you hit your head. The furnishings in the room should be the lounge of Duan Dashan's security guards, so mahjong poker and even beer meat were lost everywhere.
It was thrown around, and there were clothes. Men's clothes and women's clothes.
Chu Feiyue glanced at the room that seemed to have no other exits, and casually pressed a part of the wall. At this moment, Duan Dashan's face finally changed.
"Who the hell are you!"
With a crisp click, a wine cabinet on the wall turned 90 degrees, revealing the passage covered with metal plates.
Chu Feiyue withdrew the palm supporting the wall and looked back at Duan Dashan and smiled.
"I told you that we are just here to investigate the cause of the storm. What are you doing and how you want to toss it? It has nothing to do with me."
After saying that, Chu Feiyue shrugged her shoulders, led the two little follower behind her, and walked into the modern passage without looking back.
Hearing Chu Feiyue's words that completely despised his existence, Duan Dashan took a long breath, opened the cabinet around him, opened the cover, turned out a black pistol from it, and quickly walked into the passage that did not know where it was.
"Take that little girl and catch up with the guy. Hurry up!"
As soon as the first order arrived, several big men grinned and showed a bloodthirsty smile. They took out their weapons from the weapon cabinet one after another and followed into the passage.
Of course, the little girl who had been scared by the pistol was pushed into the passage by them.
After that, the wine cabinet turned back to its original position and was tightly connected to the wall.
This lounge has regained its calm.
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I went out for an activity yesterday and just came back today... I've updated one less chapter. I don't know if I can make it up. Maybe it's hanging.