u8 novel When all the chaos in Building No. 3 finally subsided, and the prisoners either voluntarily or were forced to leave in twos and threes and returned to their respective cells, it was almost four in the morning. After going out, a heartless head like Da Banya will fall asleep when his head is touched with a pillow, but Sleepy God, no matter whether he is standing, sitting or walking, even if knives are falling from the sky, nothing can affect his sleep .
At least at the beginning, Ruan Xiangyuan guessed like this
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until…
"—Hey, kid, your mother didn't tell you. It's rude to lie on someone else's bed like this. How can people sleep?"
The black-haired young man was taken aback for a moment. He lowered his head and looked at the pair of silver-gray pupils that were not sleepy but looked unusually awake. At this moment, the white bird rested his head with his hands and opened his eyes , he lay calmly on the pillow and looked up from the bottom up to the newcomer kid who had been lying on his bed. This guy, probably from the second that the man named Tom stopped breathing, his whole soul seemed to be By the way, let the god of death walk away.
After a long pause, Baique waited until the other party spoke nonsense slowly—
"You didn't sleep?"
"Being looked at like this, why don't you sleep for me?" Bai Que turned over helplessly, thinking that he would have to get up in two hours to carry out routine daily snow removal, the fact that the upcoming labor and lack of sleep made him Immediately, I felt a splitting headache, "Just say what you have to say, who will show this hesitant appearance?"
"Then why did you pretend to be asleep for half an hour before?"
"That's not pretending to be asleep and thanking you, that's called closing your eyes and resting your mind."
"Then why not 'raise' it now?"
"Because before I was patiently waiting for you to give up, now it seems that if I don't open my eyes, you will hang on my bedside for a day."
Ruan Xiangyuan quickly asked back, "Do you know what I want to say?"
This time, Bai Que did not answer him immediately, but fell into a seemingly endless silence. If he hadn't opened his eyes, Ruan Xiangyuan would have suspected that he had fallen asleep again. At this time, those sharp pupils In the dark, they stared at each other uncompromisingly. After a long stalemate, the gray-haired man sighed as if defeated: "I know what you want to say, but I want to persuade you to give up. For Ryan, who has easily climbed to the twenty-fifth floor at the same time as you, the position of 'King Power' is simply a fantasy for you."
"Then what if you climb up as an intelligent type?"
"Impossible," Bai Que said with a burst of blood, "Your IQ is obviously substandard, even below the level of ordinary people."
"..."
Ruan Xiangyuan was silent, retracted his head and fell back into his own body, followed by a whole night of insomnia
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The next morning, the thin morning sun shone on the snow from behind the thick clouds, and the prisoners were still talking and laughing as usual, and they were carrying out their respective tasks. I don’t know who took the heavy air cushion When he got up, Tom's body was also carried away, and the corridor was clean. Everything that happened last night seemed to be the hallucination of everyone—and no one named "Tom" appeared in Building 3 of the Absolute Wing Pavilion. "beautiful child.
There is probably no one in the Absolute Wing Pavilion who hopes to get out alive more than him.
At this time, whether it is the prisoner who is holding a broom in the corner and talking about the weather, or the prisoner who is standing in front of Reyes' office while waiting in line to pick up tools, he hastened to make some vulgar jokes, except for the endless numbness in his eyes. At the deepest end, you can find the last trace of fear from the heart——
When Ruan Xiangyuan raised his head to look at them, they seemed to feel the cold gaze. All the prisoners stopped the jokes they were telling and turned around subconsciously. When they looked at each other, they froze for a moment, as if recalling some unpleasant memories, frowned, and then, in unison, turned around.
The jokes that were not finished before naturally did not continue.
These prisoners did not forget how the black-haired young man standing in front of the cold corpse was forcibly dragged away by Reyes yelling last night.
But so what
There were still people who could be saved, but they died in front of a doctor—a blind person could see that there were some people, for one reason or another, who wanted to give that beautiful young man who was lying on the air cushion and gradually losing temperature As for who those people are, it is not something people of their level can guess.
So at this moment, "don't mention it, don't discuss it, just forget it" - it is already the greatest respect they can give the deceased at this moment.
When Ruan Xiangyuan turned around, his eyes were numb, as if nothing had happened, and he mechanically swept the snow under his feet. The good friend exchanged a look, and the two quickly moved closer together and whispered—
Big Mater's friend, Prisoner A: "That roommate of yours saw a lot of blows last night, what does Tom have to do with him?"
Dabanya: "The relationship between passers-by
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Prisoner a: "...are you kidding me?"
Big Banya: "The Virgin Mary is sick, no amount of medicine is useless—he doesn't even think about it, Tang... Well, that who, but the person who hangs around in front of mt and Hawkeye all day long, looks at the scenery, but actually It's the job of pinning your head to your trouser belt, not only to be raped anytime, anywhere, but also if one day one accidentally hears something you shouldn't hear, and knows something you shouldn't know.
"for example?"
"For example, those we have long thought were strange, um, Hawkeye... mt... Don't you think that as a high-level executive, the distinction between Hawkeye and mt in terms of behavior awareness is a bit too vague?"
"Hurry up, shut up, Big Banya, don't ask me to go into the water if you want to die, this is not something you can say!"
"Afraid of hair." Dabanya's heartless, foot-picking man's face rarely showed a trace of gloom, and he said with a gloomy face, in a tone without emotional ups and downs, "Do you think that the entire royal power system in Building No. 3 , How far is it from a complete collapse?"
"It's not far." Prisoner A thought about it, and said very conservatively, "It's not close."
"It's very close." The big die hooked his friend's shoulder, and changed into a lazy tone, "Last night, someone injected a catalyst—brother, if there is no new king, we will be finished, huh. "
This gloomy "huh" made Prisoner A tremble violently, shrank his neck and let out a moan. He stretched out his hand to poke the big die, and said in a trembling tone: "This modal particle is good." Feel, do it again."
Big Mater was very cooperative: "Heh."
Prisoner A closed his eyes and felt it, then shivered, and raised his hand to signal Big Banya to shut up quickly.
And at this very moment.
Dabanya and Prisoner A didn't know that the conversation between the two of them had actually been overheard by the son of a bit too good. Ruan Xiangyuan almost It was concentrating on concentrating on the conversations of the people around—
Da Mater's rare wisdom has not been misplaced, and his views are almost consistent with most people
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And through the whispers of the prisoners around them who thought they were concealed, the black-haired young man found that, unlike the superficial joy, the No. Whoever stretches out his hand to tear away this illusion of peace, probably in an instant...
It will set off a storm.
Ruan Xiangyuan let out a long sigh. When he closed his eyes, Tom's voice filled the floor as if in a daze—
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Dirty corner.
All it takes is a thorough cleaning and you're good to go.
If it is facing the danger of imminent collapse, it can probably be answered with one sentence——
It is not too late.
Ruan Xiangyuan pushed open the door of the restaurant expressionlessly.
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Thirty minutes later, a tall, strong man wearing only a tight vest appeared outside the gate of the restaurant. He stood there for a while, in a state of out-of-body state.
It wasn't until the red-haired man raised his hand and yawned undisguisedly that he opened the door slowly and walked lazily into the restaurant. The sound on the ground attracted the attention of the red-haired man who had just entered the restaurant.
Lei Qie paused, and let out a doubtful voice from his throat. He looked up and saw that, not surprisingly, at this moment, the corner not far from him was crowded with people, the crowd The prisoners from different floors were mixed, they knocked on the bowls and plates, all screaming like a group of monkeys with great interest—
It's probably... a disagreement, a fight
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There are so many things like this in the Absolute Wing Pavilion that it makes people tired.
With some lack of interest, he withdrew his gaze. Last night, he was disturbed by the building next door and really didn’t sleep all night. When he woke up early in the morning, the man who didn’t have enough sleep and was angry at getting up kicked open the door of the meeting room with murderous steps. Facing the high-ranking officials who turned their heads to stare at him, the red-haired kingship only dropped a simple and understandable sentence——
"In the future, whoever commits suicide dares to choose to jump off a building for me, I will chop up his body and feed it to the chickens. I'm not in the mood for a meeting today, so the meeting ends."
Simply rude.
Very headstrong.
Rachel scratched his head, and stood in front of the meal receiving window, waiting for the uncle who shared the meal to get the freshly baked bread. He looked around aimlessly, listening to the gossip of the prisoners on their own floor who were a few lines away from him—
"I heard there was another fight in Building No. 3."
"Ah, yes, this time it's two low-level criminals, tsk tsk-cheesy. People are hypocritical, and the low-level ones are honest. What kind of presence do they have when they come out? The restaurant is also a place where people like them fight?"
Hmph, fights are divided into levels and targets? Cut the talk... Rachel couldn't help but let out a silent sneer because of the prisoner's theory.
And the prisoner in Building No. 2, who has not realized that he has been targeted by a ferocious non-human king, is still talking—
"I don't know how the fight started. It seems that one of them suddenly jumped at the other. I didn't realize what happened at the time, so I didn't even look at the other people beside me. Soy milk that has been boiling hot for a lifetime is poured over—I just changed my clothes today."
"It's not completely without reason. You also know that someone died in Building No. 3 yesterday. I heard that although the beautiful child who died is usually very proud, he is somehow popular at the bottom. The fat man seems to be smiling happily. Shit is about to have a new "Queen" take over—Xiao Mao, that's what they call Building No. 3, you have the guts to let Lei Qie accept you, and I will call you Queen!"
Rachel: "..."
The red-haired man touched the tip of his nose, he couldn't see that his subordinates could train such humorous prisoners
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"The fat man laughed halfway, and killed an inexplicable person halfway. Damn, did you notice that kid's skill, tsk tsk tsk, like a martial arts movie, stepping on the table and jumping I haven't seen clearly what happened Why did I just ride on the fat man's neck in a blink of an eye—"
have a finger in the pie? Lei Qie raised his eyebrows, and after thinking about it, he felt that this behavior pattern sounded a bit familiar... But because of the lack of sleep last night, his brain is not working well today, so the man thought about it casually and found that he couldn't remember it, so he just didn't think about it. Slowly, he fumbled in his pocket and took out a tobacco in his mouth. The red-haired king leaned against the wall as if he was listening to the morning news, and continued to listen to the gossip of the two prisoners next to him in a lazy manner—
"... that fat guy who was beaten up? Where did that guy get his neck?"
"Don't worry about such details. Anyway, after we finish our breakfast, the fight should be about the same—ah, it seems that the fight is over."
At the same time, the prisoner had already happily received his breakfast, and was about to run to eat and watch the excitement with the plate, when suddenly someone patted him behind him, turned his head to look, and looked at the gun in front of him. With height advantage, status advantage, appearance advantage, all kinds of advantages in short, at this moment, the tall red-haired man who is looking down at him from above, the poor prisoner is stupid.
"Boss, Boss?"
"After I got out of prison, I couldn't find a job and came to the Reins family to report to Lao Tzu. I will arrange a special position for you as a storyteller."
“…………………………”
"You're welcome."
"… … … … Thanks."
"You said you don't have to thank me, what are you doing against me?"
Three minutes later, the hard-working prisoner, who broadcast the current news and entertained the public in the morning, was weeping, watching their boss hold the plate in one hand, and walked towards the densest place of the crowd step by step—
At the same time, the door of the restaurant was kicked again. This time it was Reyce who flew in from the outside, and there was a thick layer of dark circles under the eyes of the prison guard. It was obvious that he also Staying up all night, no one knows whether it is for human life or for the countless troubles that will follow... In short, at this moment, Reyce is like a bird with its feathers blown up, pounced on the crowd, While cursing his mother, he yelled—
"Who the hell is fighting again? Don't you know that I'm in a bad mood today? Who the hell dares to fight Xiaoyuan when I'm in a bad mood
! ! "
Rachel: "..."
With a bang, the red hair threw the plate in his hand on the table, turned around, casually threw away the prisoner in front of him, and easily squeezed into the innermost layer of the crowd circle. At this moment, the man finally saw that at this moment , in a small open space in the crowd, the table was pushed crookedly, everywhere was spilled ** and blood mixed in the **, when the man stood firm, a black-haired young man he was very familiar with squinted slightly. One side of the eye, which was swollen from the beating, spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva with a bah.
Ruan Xiangyuan took his feet off the face of the fat and oily man who was completely unconscious, raised his dirty hands, and casually grabbed the collar of his shirt and wiped it. With a bruised chin in Honghong, he looked at the prison guard who was staring at him in a frightened state.
There was a dazzling unknown light in those black pupils.
He touched his deformed face, grinned in pain, and said to the prison guard, "Reis, I want to change prisons."
Everyone: "…………………………………"
So this is not a brave act, but a floor war
Reis opened his mouth, unbelievably, as if confirming, and called his name again: "Xiaoyuan?"
"Ah, it's me." Ruan Xiangyuan squinted his eyes and replied without any pressure, "Have you been beaten so hard that you can't recognize him?"
"You... you are so good that you don't learn how to fight like others!!!!!!!!! Fighting with the garbage on the second floor beat you like this, how dare you!!!!!!! Shame on you! !!!!!! Go, go, go, go, go to the infirmary with me—no, you are the medical staff, go to the fucking infirmary, I’m going crazy.”
Lei Qie stood there without saying a word, looking at the chaos in front of him, the man narrowed his eyes slightly, and let out a deep sneer from his throat.
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