Chapter 20 Mr. Shang

Qu Dan shook his head helplessly.

He really didn't want to do this, but he didn't want to be like a clown. He fought with each other with one punch and one foot until he was exhausted and gasped like a cow.

That kind of experience, as long as there are the first three rounds of torture every day, this last confrontation can still be saved.

The hit cub crossed a long curve and fell to the ground in the distance. After a long silence, Ai Ai got up and looked at Qu Dan's eyes, full of resentment.

Qu singles shivered, and he couldn't stand such a look.

If a woman is fine, how far this man dies...

Suddenly, a large ** sounded at the gate of the camp.

The cubs who had been fighting one after another stopped and looked at the place where ** happened.

An old man, accompanied by Qiu Congfeng, the commander of the camp, slowly walked towards the camp.

Speaking of the revenge conductor, Qu Dan has seen him several times these days, and he usually doesn't come to the reserve camp. Every time he saw him, he didn't smile, his face was as indifferent as the frost and snow of the cold winter, with an expression of rejection thousands of miles away.

At the beginning, Qu Dan also had a little worry, because he once offended the enemy's third Qiu Congyun, the guy who guarded the gate. Now he fell under his brother's hands. I don't know if he will be worn small shoes.

However, after half a month, Qu Dan found that this kind of worry was superfluous. Qiu Congfeng only appeared a few times in the reserve camp, and every time he turned around and left, completely handing over the task of training a group of cubs to his lieutenants. For the song list, he didn't even look at it at all, let alone wear small shoes.

Later, Qu Dan also felt that he was quite ridiculous. After all, the person who had a grudge against that guy was Ye Hui. He just suffered from difficulties by the way. After so many days, the man may not even remember what he looked like.

Moreover, a captain of the city guard, who is in charge of a team of 100 people, will not find someone to deal with him for the sake of a five-year-old child, unless there is something wrong with that person's mind.

............

The two slowly stepped into the camp and patrolled in the crowd. Qiu followed the old man slowly, like the most loyal follower.

The old man is short and dry, two or three heads shorter than Qiu from the wind, about two meters. This height is like a chicken walking into the crane group. Well, the chicken stands in the crane group.

Just a glance, the song list intuitively felt a kind of familiarity.

The old man seems to have seen him somewhere. Small and turbid eyes, slightly carried back, thin figure, white hair, wrinkles on his face like autumn vine, an old man.

For a long time, a figure suddenly popped out of Qu Dan's mind.

The old man! The old man in Bujia Village who gave birth to himself and had a first test for the children in the village.

The same bone is as thin as firewood, and the same wind candle is lingering, but Qu Dan seems to feel a strange power from their bodies, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

As if he was aware of Qu Dan's eyes, the old man turned his head and looked in the direction of Qu Dan. For a moment, he locked the song list and looked straight at him, motionless.

In an instant, Qu Shan seemed to feel that he suddenly stood on the vast grassland, surrounded by extremely empty and without any cover. A pair of eyes that penetrated the world locked him from a corner, through his clothes, and then through his skin, he saw the deepest corner of his heart.

Qu Shan suddenly shook up and got rid of this strange feeling. His eyes condensed into a line and stared at the old man.

The two were hundreds of feet apart. Through the heavy crowd, their eyes were staggered in the air, as if sparks were splashing around.

Then, the old man blinked his eyes slowly. When he opened it again, Qu Dan suddenly felt that the strange feeling had disappeared.

The old man is just the most ordinary old man. Among thousands of cubs and dozens of strong men, he is so thin and weak.

Qiu Congfeng sensed the old man's abnormality, came close to his ear and asked, "What did Mr. Shang see?"

Mr. Shang nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand from afar and pointed in the direction of Qu Shan: "An interesting boy, hehe, this doll, I want it."

The crowd consciously separated, leaving a wide passage between the old man and Qu Dan. Only the song list did not move. He knew that the person the old man was referring to was himself.

Qiu Congfeng took a look at the song list in surprise and said, "Congratulations, Mr. Shang, for finding a good talent."

Mr. Shang shook his head and continued to walk forward: "There are a thousand children in this camp. Look for them all. It's a blessing for the tribe to find one more."

Qiu Congfeng nodded in agreement and followed Mr. Shang's footsteps forward.

Soon, the two walked around the camp.

Mr. Shang stopped several times on the way and took a fancy to a few children. Finally, he whispered something to Qiu Congfeng and walked out of the camp.

Everyone is puzzled. No one knows what kind of nerves these two people are sending in the camp.

"You, you, you, and you, come out!" Qiu Congfeng clicked on the four kids who had just been looked at by Mr. Shang. "After today's training, go to Mr. Shang."

"In the southeast corner of the reserve camp, that tall and majestic black room," Qiu Congfeng continued. "You guys, you are lucky to be selected by Mr. Shang, but it is a blessing that you have cultivated in your life."

After saying that, he gritted his teeth, as if he was extremely indignant. He shook his hand and left, leaving four selected cubs to look at each other in con'ssing.

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Targe and majestic, dark room.

When Qu Dan saw this room, he almost burst into laughter.

Targe, indeed very tall; majestic, indeed majestic; the dark room, which refers to the color of the room outside.

In addition, the biggest feature of this room is that it is dilapidated! The wind leaks on all sides and the rain in the middle can vividly explain the vicissitudes of life experienced in this room.

Four people stood outside the house, and the red glow on the edge of the sky reflected the dark room, showing a Van Gogh-style artistic beauty.

Dong Dong Dong!

Qu Dan went forward and knocked on the door, and the dilapidated door made an empty mountain-like sound.

There was a silence in the room, and no one responded.

Qu Dan raised his hand again and continued to beat rhythmically three times. This is a kind of courtesy, especially when knocking on the door of the elderly, and it should be polite.

Qu Dan still remembers the feeling of the previous moment. He knows that the old man is not an ordinary person. In these inconspicuous places, he strives to be cautious.

Finally, there was a hoarse voice inside: "Come in."

Qu Shan looked back at the three cubs behind him, one of whom was Xing Yi, who won the position of captain in the captain's challenge.

Then, he gently pushed the door open.