240 Go to his tolerance
"Do you really say nothing?" Grace sighed, put her hands on her chest, and looked at the man sitting on the ground.
"I really don't know. I don't know where this is. I don't know who I am. Maybe I've experienced a battle or some other reason. Anyway, I can't remember anything!" Yang Tian pointed to the empty sleeve and shook his head and said.
"Then, forget it." Grace whispered, almost making Yang Tian think that there was something wrong with his ears: "It has been confirmed that you are not a zombie and you are not infected. Then send you to the place where the civilians live."
"Really?"
"Well, you are a poor civilian who has no combat effectiveness at all. They are all nervous and scared by demons. Maybe you are from the southern town, although you speak pure English, not Russian." Grace looked at Yang Tian with deep eyes and turned around and left.
Just when Yang Tian was at a loss, Grace came in with a medicine box. After a simple treatment for Yang Tian, she whispered, "I'll take you to the place where the civilians live later. Don't run around, otherwise you will really die miserably."
"You..." Yang Tian wanted to stop talking. He didn't know what this woman named Grace meant.
"Live well, and everyone should be responsible for their own lives." Grace smiled, patted Yang Tian's head, slowly stood up and walked out. A sentence came from afar: "Keep up."
Holding the ground with one hand, Yang Tian looked at An Manmiao's figure and followed silently.
............Click, opened the door, and the wind and snow poured in. Several civilians immediately looked this way. When they saw that it was Grace, their faces were full of respect.
"Newcomers, get along well with each other." Grace ordered softly. After seeing the crowd nod, she continued to ask a few questions, mostly about whether the clothes were enough and how much food there were. After worrying for a while, Grace got up and left the house.
With the sound of closing the door, Grace put on a thick velvet hat and listened to the voices of the civilians in the room. Her crystal eyes flashed slightly, and an evil smile rose slightly at the corners of her mouth.
...... It's very appropriate to describe everyone's words at this time. Yang Tian can't understand the fast and embarrassing Russian at all.
Yang Tian's cheeks were red and swollen. He found a place and sat down. He didn't understand the language. In addition, he didn't want to communicate.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Tian closed his eyes, he felt that his shoulder was pushed.
"Hmm?" When he opened his eyes, he saw a tall white man talking in Russian, constantly drawing something.
Yang Tian didn't understand and stared at the man in front of him with confused eyes.
"@#¥%...!" The Russians saw Yang Tian motionless for a long time, put his hands together, pushed Yang Tian to the ground, sat comfortably on the sofa, pointed to the sofa, and pointed to himself.
"Fuck!" No matter how stupid Yang Tian is, he knows what it means. Just now, he was insulted by the woman named Natasha. It's almost to Yang Tian's limit. What is Hu Luo Pingyang? Even civilians are so arrogant!
Looking at the joking smiles of several people in the room, Yang Tian clenched his fist, strength, huh, strength!
"Hey! Friend, what a handsome boy, where are you from? The familiar English sound came. Yang Tian turned his head and looked at it, but found that a white man in his thirties was not tall and quite handsome. He put his shoulder in one hand and was close to him.
"Haha..."
"Shh~"
Whistling, applause, and laughter suddenly sounded. Everyone looked at the man holding Yang Tian's shoulder, chattering Russian and coaxing from time to time.
The white man laughed and scolded a few words, changed back to English again, held Yang Tian's body, walked to another sofa, and sat down according to Yang Tian's body. At the same time, he wiped Yang Tian's thigh without leaving a trace, and slowly moved up.
"You..."
"Shh!" The man raised a finger, put out a silent message, and whispered, "You can call me T-BAG!" This group of lowly Russians have always bullied outsiders, but I'm not afraid of them, beautiful boys. I will ensure that the food you share will not be taken away, and I will also ensure that you will not be cut off one ear and cut off a finger or something when you rest, hehe... Look, we can still sit on this soft sofa. I'm here. Don't worry."
"Your hand." Yang Tian frowned, grabbed T-BAG's hand that grabbed his buttocks, and threw it away fiercely.
"Well, well, don't get excited, hehe, this is very good, very good." T-BAG shook his head and looked at Yang Tian with interest. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and said, "Don't be silly, child. We always help each other, don't we? You can't survive here alone. Even if there are no demons, these Russians in the room will eat you clean, and there will be no bone dregs left!"
T-BAG scared Yang Tian, holding Yang Tian's shoulder tightly in one hand, and the other hand was dishonest again. The two people's bodies were tightly next to the sofa, and everyone in the room looked at this side with a smile on their faces.
"What do you mean?" Yang Tian grabbed the oily hand again and exerted hard in his hand.
"Ah!" With a cry of pain, T-BAG jumped up and kept shaking his hand. Unexpectedly, this beautiful boy was so strong!
"Hey hey, I'm not angry. It doesn't matter. You will always beg me, but remember, it's better to wash your buttocks. The snow outside is a good choice. Several people have done this!" T-BAG raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Yang Tian. With a confident smile, he sat on the sofa on the other side and did not make any aggressive actions, but silently looked at Yang Tian.
Yang Tian frowned and sat on the sofa, thinking about what had happened. He felt a little incredible. This kind of thing actually fell on his head!
The slightly bright torch is still jumping, so that everyone can feel a trace of light in the dark. Yang Tian observed around. This is a spacious living room, and the chirping sounded again. With a few calls downstairs, a group of people slowly walked down from upstairs.
Then, with great skill, everyone began to share food and drinking water, which should be the time to eat. With more and more people, Yang Tian found that there were more than 30 people living in this house, and it seemed that it should be divided into several groups. When eating, small frictions continued.
Everyone ate with relish, while Yang Tian could only watch. In fact, for Yang Tian, those foods were not interested in him at all, but some people didn't think so.
"They won't give you food." T-BAG said leisurely and sat over again. The fork in his hand twisted more than any kind of noodles, chewed it with a big mouthful, and kept praising it.
"Come on, beautiful boy, why are you so stubborn? Why do you have to starve yourself for three days? All the people finally gave in and endured three days of suffering, you see!" As T-BAG said, a young man came over and naturally leaned on T-BAG's shoulder. He reached out to grab the food on the T-BAG plate. When he ate it, he looked at Yang Tian with an a hostile face.
"Pervert." Yang Tian stood up and looked at the pair of men with disgust.
"What do you think, hehe, you will come to me, let me think about it, how many days? Hahaha..." T-BAG laughed, twisted a ball of dough with a fork, shook Yang Tian's eyes, but turned back and fed it into the mouth of the male companion beside him. And the young man looked at Yang Tian with a pale face.
"Come on, baby, in fact, you also want to eat it too. I can't bear to make you hungry for a few days and then kneel at my feet and beg me. Let's start now! Haha!" T-BAG LAUGHED, THREW DOWN THE DINNER PLATE IN HIS HAND, AND GLEW AT THE MALE COMPanION REFRENDED ON HIS SHOULDER.
The young man's face was dissatisfied, and his eyes looking at Yang Tian were even more sinister, but he couldn't disobey the order of T-BAG and rushed to Yang Tian.
"Gone go!" Yang Tian shouted angrily.
"Don't struggle. I'll give you food later, let you sleep on the soft sofa, and follow me, or you will be killed by that group of Russians sooner or later. I'm much softer than them!" T-BAG LAUGHED, KKICKED OVER THE TEA table IN FRONT OF HIM AND GRABBED YANG Tian, WHO WAS CONTROLLED BY HER MALE COMPan.
"@#¥@#!"
"%...&*!"
With a banging sound, everyone in the room looked at this side. Unexpectedly, no one stopped it. Instead, they shouted something loudly, and the sound of whistles resounded through the room.
T-BAG smiled and turned around and waved his arm behind him. Suddenly, the whistle behind him became louder: "Don't struggle. After you are happy, I'll give you food. You must submit, otherwise, don't want to survive here."
"What, you bastards!" Yang Tian grabbed the young man's hand and broke it fiercely. In the young man's cry of pain, he kicked the young man away and hit the cabinet in the distance.
"Hmm!?" T-BAG'S face was stunned, AND THEN ANgrily said, "Little bitch, I like you struggling like this the most!"
"You bastard, you are so disgusting!" Yang Tian picked up the torch next to him and smashed it into T-BAG fiercely.
"Oh! [ ***]!" T-BAG dodged in panic, and the people in the room also hurried over, constantly stepping on the torches and watching the play. The house can't be burned!
"Fuck! You really want to die! I have to kick your ass today!" A trace of insidiousness flashed in T-BAG's eyes. The torch burned his beard a lot. There was a smell of roast pig hair in the room. The laughter of everyone behind him kept sounding, and T-BAG rushed up.
One foot! Even if the tiger falls to Pingyang, the thin camel is bigger than the horse. Yang Tian has been angry enough in the hands of that team. At this time, he really couldn't help it.
He kicked the T-BAG directly into the sofa, and the sofa turned over directly.
"After all, who wants to die!" Yang Tian muttered, picked up the fork that fell from the ground, and strode to the sofa.
"@#¥%!" Everyone in the room already felt something was wrong, so they hurried out of several people and ran this way.
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The dim torch made the house not very bright. What's more, the torch here has been thrown out by Yang Tian, fell to the ground and extinguished, blocking people's sight even more.
"Baby, let's spend a wonderful night, otherwise, I will let the whole room make you a bitch!" As soon as T-BAG struggled to get up, he felt a pain in his shoulder!
"Ah, ah, ah!" T-BAG screamed, and the fork was inserted into his shoulder! He never thought that this young man would really dare to hurt himself!
"You bastard, today I'll let you know who will become a bitch!" He pulled out the fork, kicked it out violently, and directly kicked the T-BAG to the ground. The fork in Yang Tian's hand flipped and stabbed down fiercely!
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" A few decibels higher than the previous scream, T-BAG screamed crazily, sweating coldly on the forehead, squirming his body, and roaring: "My, my... God, my..."
"Go to you." Pulling out the fork from the lower body of T-BAG, Yang Tian did not hesitate and stabbed it fiercely. This time, it was T-BAG's neck.
"@#¥%!"
"@#¥%!"
A pair of stingling words sounded, and everyone in the room picked up the guys one after another and walked towards Yang Tian. Another man had picked up the communicator and looked at the dead T-BAG in panic through the dark torch. Report something loudly.
Pop... "Go to his tolerance..." Yang Tian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth. Looking at the murderous people in front of him, he held the fork in his hand and turned over the stairs deftly. A few ups and downs, his pace fell into the kitchen steasily, and quickly grabbed the only two torches left in the room. In his hand, he used all his strength and smashed it out of the window fiercely.
Originally, the windows were covered with bright clothes, and the washed glass were all thrown out of the window. The wind poured in. In the ice and snow, the poor torches and clothes were annihilated by the heavy snow in a short time.
And in the room, it was completely dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.
With a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth, Yang Tian slowly walked to the table and picked up a knife...
The gate was directly kicked open, and a group of team members filed in. In the dark house, a few beams of light suddenly lit up, and the team members took flashlights and explored everywhere.
The walls, dining tables, sofas, wardrobes, carpets, are covered with blood, heads, limbs, broken meat, intestines, such scenes, and even their faces have changed greatly after the battlefield!
The cries and shouts immediately sounded with the arrival of the team members, one after another, which stunned everyone, and there was still life!?
The people hiding in the corner ran out and hid behind the team members, talking incoherently.
"I said it! He must be a follower of the devil!" Natasha's sarcastic voice came, glancing at Grace beside her.
And Grace carefully observed the room with a flashlight, looked at the scene like purgatory, silently lowered her head and turned her back.
Several people wanted to comfort Grace. In their opinion, Grace must have blamed herself, led the demon in, and was sad about the death of civilians.
And Grace just pushed the crowd away and walked out of the room silently. Behind her, Natasha's sarcastic snorted.
The wind swept over, and layers of snowflakes blew through Grace's face. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. A few seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the ice and snow.
(To be continued)