Yu Bing still found Mo Xiaoyao, took off his earphones, and greeted her happily. Mo Xiaoyao also had no way to ignore her. Although she was passive, after so many visits, the two of them could no longer be described as strangers, and their relationship was more like that of colleagues who had been together for a while.
"Have you finished exercising?" Yu Bing didn't stop pedaling the bicycle, and he was a little breathless when he said it, but it didn't take much effort, "Why don't you stay with me?"
Mo Xiaoyao wiped his sweat with the towel around his neck, and shook his head when he heard this: "No, I have other things to do later."
"That's it, then forget it." Yu Bing said with a smile, as if thinking of something, he added, "Did you go to eat just now? Did you notice something different?"
Mo Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved. Anyone who is interested can find out that the food is not replenished in time. Yu Bing is not stupid, nor is she a muddleheaded person, she noticed this is a perfectly normal thing.
"Are you talking about food?" Mo Xiaoyao raised his hand and stroked the wet hair on his forehead a few times, "I guess it has something to do with the supply point—maybe the leaders of various factions are meeting to discuss this now."
"Huh—huh—" Yu Bing huffed and adjusted his breathing, lowered his head and glanced at the time, saw that there was less than half a minute left, so he didn't give up halfway, "Yes, I don't know what bad idea can be discussed this time— I'm not going to do what they want."
Mo Xiaoyao nodded. She thought so too. She followed the choice last time because she also wanted to see what the consequences would be. Moreover, some human beings have such inferior roots. When it does not endanger their own interests, no matter how correct the choice is , No matter how clearly you analyze it, you will deliberately turn a blind eye.
Unless they know that if they mess up again, they will die.
Before that, no matter how much you say, it's just a waste of effort.
Yu Bing stopped the spinning bike, picked up the towel hanging on the handlebars and wiped off her sweat, Mo Xiaoyao noticed that even the towels were reddish, she didn't know how much she preferred this color.
Seeing Mo Xiaoyao staring at his towel with a pensive look, Yu Bing did not hide it, and readily admitted: "My skills are related to color."
"...Your skin is fair." Mo Xiaoyao moved her lips, and comforted Yu Bing from a woman's point of view, "You can wear any kind of red, and you look really good."
Yu Bing laughed, and rolled his eyes: "What a sweet girl. Shall we exchange dungeon information?"
"Okay." Mo Xiaoyao readily agreed. Although the same dungeon may not be spawned in the future, knowing more about the methods of digging holes in the system can increase some experience and improve the survival rate.
After the two agreed on where to meet for a while, they broke up temporarily. Under non-special conditions, neither of them could bear sitting there and chatting with stinky sweat. Of course, they had to take a bath first and then clean up. Going out to meet people.
When Jiang Yan came to the library, it was already under martial law, and all factions sent people to patrol the vicinity, and they were not allowed to enter unless they were invited, so as to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on the conversation and leaking it out.
"This younger brother was invited by me." Sister Hua leaned against the door frame of the library, her arms folded in her hands, a burning lady's cigarette was held between her frail and boneless fingers, her expression and tone were very lazy, " Don't underestimate him, there are few people, but they are all good at clearing the dungeon twice—don't you think so, brother?"
Jiang Yan took a step across calmly, letting go of the smoke that Sister Hua sprayed towards him, and with a slight smile on his face, he stepped inside: "Sister Hua was joking, we are just a few friends getting together to fool around. , how can it compare to the Hehuan Pavilion family's big business—the deal with you before, we were hurt."
If you expose my strength, I will expose your background, Jiang Yan smiled warmly, but he became more vigilant in his heart.
It's strange to say that the leaders of this group of factions don't know what's going on in their brains. They named them one by one, just like watching martial arts, which made him, who is used to dealing with various companies, feel like laughing. .
Sister Hua blocked the door and wanted to say a few more words, but a hearty laugh came from inside the library: "It's all here, come in and talk."
Hearing this, Sister Hua withdrew her gaze from staring at Jiang Yan, turned around and walked in. At the same time, she threw more than half of the cigarettes left in her hand on the ground, and in the next step, the high-heeled shoes rolled up accurately, looking light, But when he lifted his foot again, the cigarette wrapped in the light blue coat had been smashed into tobacco foam.
Jiang Yan hooked the corners of his lips, followed without saying a word into the library which was regarded as a large conference room, with a glance, he knew that all the dignified people on the ship had arrived, and each of them found their place to sit there.
The arrangement in the library has been messed up, and it is different from when he came in the morning. The tables are connected end to end, just like a party in school back then. It is round shape.
"Brother, find a place to sit."
The man who spoke was the man who laughed heartily before. He had a dark complexion and a strong body. You could see the muscle lines on his arms through his clothes.
Jiang Yan smiled and nodded at him, found an empty seat and sat down.
The man's name was Dou Wang, and the pale man with rimless glasses sitting next to him was his elder brother Dou Rui. The two brothers, one civil and one military, one in front of the stage and the other behind the scenes, joined hands to form the Tiger Gang and firmly held the power in their hands.
On Dou Rui's right hand side is a smiling Confucian male elder with gray hair and loose eyelids. He is at least 60 years old. He holds a thermos cup in both hands, and looks like he is used to holding meetings. Seeing Jiang Yan looking at him, he nodded and smiled at him, no matter how he looked, he looked like a retired clerical worker, not a faction boss.
However, those who can sit here are not simple people. This old man is called Bao Hong. He recruited almost all the older people on the ship under his command and organized a faction called "Lao Ji Fu Ting". Did not see any special action.
Next to Bao Hong is Sister Hua, whose Hehuan Pavilion only accepts young men and women.
Beside Sister Hua, "Ge You is lying" is a boy wearing earphones. His hair style is popular among teenagers nowadays, but the school firmly does not allow it to exist. The color is dyed gray-green to match his fair skin. And delicate face, but it can also make up for some of the senses that have been reduced due to indecent sitting posture.
At this time, the young man was staring at the handheld in his hand, and he was quickly pressing the button with two thumbs. He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice that there was a person sitting next to him.
Jiang Yan knew him, Sang Zishi, 16 years old, had become the leading figure among the boys and girls on board with his unique personality and means. Their faction name is also very interesting, called "love she mother who who", or LW for short, very unique.
The two people on Jiang Yan's right hand side are also very interesting. They are not brothers, but their relationship is better than that of brothers. The most interesting thing is that they met after boarding the boat. After chatting for a few words, they became confidants. Half an hour later, the two kowtowed to their brothers. Quite big, very religious.
These two people, one is Tong Sihai and the other is Da Sanjiang. It is said that the first topic they talked about was how unreliable the father who named them was, and how painful it was to bear such a name that the family repeatedly refused to change.
Dasanjiang's right hand side is Su Wanfu, and Su Wanfu's right hand side is Dou Wanggao. The 9 people just sat in a circle around the table.
"No one will come again, right?" Su Wanfu sat back on the chair with a smile, and folded his hands on his stomach, "If there is no one, let's close the door and talk about business."
Dou Wang looked upset, but under his brother's gaze, he didn't get angry. He just waved his hand, and someone helped them close the door of the library, cutting off all the sounds from inside and outside.
Sister Hua suddenly opened her mouth lazily, playing with a light blue cigarette between her fingers: "Su Wanfu, the spokesperson of SU University, I remember that you told me that you were the 'spokesperson' from the time I boarded the boat. But this group The meeting has been held several times, and I am more and more curious, who appointed you, or you—whose 'spokesperson' is?"
No one expected that Sister Hua would suddenly attack, and the question was so acute. In fact, everyone present had thought about this question more or less, but after observing and probing, they chose to avoid it for the time being. At this time, Sister Hua suddenly brought it to the stage and said it, but it gave these big shots a "surprise".
"Aunt Hua is right. You told me that when I came up." Sang Zishi put down the handheld phone at some point, and took off the earphones. Although he was talking, the boy didn't even lift his head, and was concentrating on winding the line around a fishbone hub.
Sister Hua turned her head and said angrily, "Brother Xiaosang, how many times have I told you to call Sister Hua, not Aunt Hua."
"That can't be done, my mother said to respect the elders." Sang Zishi curled his lips, "Besides, Aunt Hua, you are older than my mother, and I am not as old as your sister."
Anger flashed across Sister Hua's face, any woman would not be in a good mood if she was ridiculed for aging in full view.
Jiang Yan originally thought that Sister Hua would take this opportunity to make trouble, but she didn't expect that she would bear the anger forcefully, and after coquettishly saying, "Tongyan Wuji, I don't know as much as you, a child", and then acted nonchalantly He continued to stare at Su Wanfu.
Faced with doubts, Su Wanfu still kept a smile on his face, and said calmly: "It is true that I am the 'spokesperson', but I never said that I am your 'spokesperson'."
"Bang"! Dou Wang slapped the table to his feet, pointed at Su Wanfu's nose, and asked sharply, "What do you mean! Explain clearly!"
Su Wanfu stretched out his hand unhurriedly, gently pushed Dou Wang's finger away from him, stood up, shook the black suit he was wearing, looked around the faces of everyone, and then slowly said: " Allow me to re-introduce myself."
"My humble Su Wanfu, the manager of this cruise ship, the spokesperson of the Lord of Hell."