In an instant, the restaurant of the Jueyin Pavilion fell into an unprecedented silence—even a needle could be heard, making people feel so suffocating, as if in the next second, something was carefully maintained and protected The things that belonged to him will be wiped out from now on. ()
so silent.
The instant cold and stalemate atmosphere at the scene made Hawkeye, who was sitting in the corner of the restaurant at this moment, couldn't help squinting his good eyes slightly. At this moment, the mt sitting next to him stared at him, watching the man slowly and slowly Elegantly raised his hands that were originally on the dining table, put them in front of his eyes, clasped his hands together, then crossed his fingers, and slowly clenched his fists, hiding half of his face behind his hands.
"Hawkeye," mt lowered his voice and asked gruffly, "what the hell are you planning? What did the white sparrow say to you just now? How could that guy come to you on his own initiative—hello
! "
"Nothing, you worry too much."
Amid mt's low-pitched cursing, the man's narrowed eyes slightly curved into a smiley arc, and his clenched hand perfectly covered the happy smile on his lips—
The prisoners in the room must be barefoot, but the kings are different. They can wear their shoes wherever they want, and go anywhere at any time. The last tolerance of the strong, in this not-so-free place, gave the king relatively absolute freedom.
But in the Absolute Wing Pavilion, freedom, relatively speaking, comes at a price... No one can really live comfortably in the most spacious cell on the 31st floor with just fists, and put hundreds of people into prison with peace of mind. Step on your own feet.
It's just that some people don't seem to understand this truth - if you can't wait to go to junior high school without enough preschool, the ending will become an embarrassing situation, little Ryan.
At the intersection of everyone's eyes in the restaurant, the pale young man walked steadily. He probably just walked around outside. At this moment, he returned to the warm restaurant. The instant temperature rise made Ryan's bloodless cheeks smudge. A nice blush. Half of his face was hidden behind the high animal fur collar, and he walked towards the dining window dedicated to the king without turning his eyes. Every step he took, he would leave behind a gap due to the cold air on the boots and the temperature on the ground. And the faint footprints left behind—the footprints quickly disappeared with the passage of time. From the beginning to the end, Ryan's expression was indifferent and calm, as if he had never felt the shocked eyes cast on him by the surrounding prisoners at this time.
People looked at each other, no matter which building the prisoner was, they all saw surprise and bewilderment in each other's eyes at this time: Isn't this guy a king, what are you doing
"Hello, Ryan."
Suddenly, a slow, somewhat gloomy voice sounded behind the boy—
This sound seemed to break the original deadlocked atmosphere in the restaurant, and even the prisoners on the second floor who were pressing the clown to go outside also stopped, because the person who spoke was the boss above them—ah, number two Although the building is occasionally messy under the leadership of another unreliable king, but in the final analysis, compared to a chaotic building, they are very disciplined.
Ryan stopped walking, with casual alienation and indifference on his face, turned around and looked at DK who was standing behind him with his hands in his pockets, and thoughtfully glanced up and down at the high-ranking Zhili next to Lei Qie, his face The pretty boy raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"
"—The subordinates are disobedient and messing with your senior management, I'm really sorry
. "
The insincere tone sounded more like finding fault than apologizing.
DK's tone once again successfully aroused the shock of the surrounding prisoners - in their impression, this high-level man in Building No. 2 is very skilled, but he has always been a low-key character, provoking the King Quan of another building like this Or, no matter who puts this kind of thing on, it shouldn't be...
In fact, people's guesses were right. When DK said this, a pair of eyes flicked around in their sockets dishonestly as if looking for something—finally, his gaze stopped at a certain corner of the restaurant, and a few prisoners subconsciously followed the No. Looking at the high-level gaze, as expected, at the end of his gaze, there is another high-level man from Building No. 2—
Uncle Sparte gave DK a very shameless look.
DK was stunned for a moment, honestly withdrew his gaze, and refocused on the king of Building No. 3 in front of him, resisting the self-defeating movement of raising his hand and scratching his head, DK barely maintained his cool enough face Dazzling expression.
"It's okay." Ryan said coldly, "If there is a small friction, it is inevitable."
"Huh? It's true," DK smiled at Ryan: "My subordinates are disobedient and I will teach them later, but since the other party is your high-level executive, is it really okay to just throw it away like this? "
Ryan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at DK with a relaxed face—as if the two of them were just having a normal conversation at this moment.
Ryan subconsciously realized that the content of their conversation at this time sounds like both sides want to calm down, but in this environment, it seems to have become a very dangerous topic... As for where is the danger? Ryan thought about it, but he still couldn't figure it out, so he breathed out calmly, briefly brushed away the doubts in his heart, raised his eyelids and glanced at the clown who was still detained by the prisoners in Building No. 2 not far away. : "So it's not resolved now?"
DK is very fortunate, although it was a bit unfortunate to be thrown into the second building by the curator at the beginning, now it seems that compared with the prisoners in the third building, the second building is probably not the worst one.
Some couldn't hide the contempt in his tone, DK chuckled and said slowly: "If I wasn't in the restaurant, your senior management would be beaten up by my people, that's a smart baby
. "
"What's the difference?" Ryan smiled, "Besides, he's not my senior—he's Ruan Xiangyuan's." The young man's voice was not loud, but it was enough to reach the ears of every prisoner present, and there was an uproar in the restaurant.
Even DK couldn't help raising his eyebrows—this time, he was really surprised.
"I never do business at a loss."
Ryan said indifferently, and then, seemingly not intending to continue the conversation, he turned around, and his beautiful green pupils swept across the face of the shocked prisoner in Building No. 3, clearly feeling After those people restrained themselves, the boy looked away in satisfaction, and was about to leave—
However, at this moment, there was only a bang, and the door of the restaurant was kicked open from the outside!
"Fuck you! You bullshit king! Change your mother—it's not as good as that **** demon of mt!"
The voice that was so angry that it was almost out of tune exploded suddenly in the quiet restaurant!
Ryan frowned, and was about to look back to see what happened, but in a burst of buzzing noises, he suddenly seemed to have noticed something. For a moment, the young man's green pupils narrowed slightly, and he bent over suddenly. At the same time , he only had time to see from the corner of his eye something shiny and metallic flew past his scalp, followed by a loud bang of metal hitting the wall, a deformed dinner plate, followed by Clinging tightly to the crumbling wall, it fell to the ground.
Who is so bold
Ryan frowned, and looked in the direction of the source of the dinner plate, but saw that at this moment, the person who hit him with the dinner plate had turned around, and like an angry lion, he rushed towards the prisoners in the second building who were holding the clown !
He slammed his fist at the fat man closest to him, and when the other man let go of his hand screaming in pain, the pope, who was completely enraged, had a face that was exactly the same as his brother's, but he was so vicious that he looked like Wanting to eat people, he stretched out his hand and pulled the clown heavily behind him, and when he raised his foot and kicked another prisoner's body, he still didn't forget to curse: "I'm not here, what are you doing in the restaurant!"
clown:"… "
"Where are your glasses? Who are you trying to seduce by staring at the goldfish eyes?" Regardless of the current atmosphere, the pope started to kill himself, and the Pope overturned a dining table. The table was completely crushed on Leibart who was sitting next to it—
On the twenty-eighth floor of building three, the point is, he's an out-and-out Ryan supporter
.
What's happening here
accidental injury
This sudden turn of events surprised the other prisoners in the restaurant. However, beyond their expectation, the pope not only did not take the table away from his colleagues, but stepped on the table quite arrogantly, as if He didn't hear Leibart's cry of pain when he was crushed under the table. He turned his head and yelled at the restaurant door: "Get out of here! What kind of a turtle you are shrinking outside!"
The pope's voice seemed to be still hovering on the roof of the restaurant. At this moment, a dozen small high-rises from Building No. 3 pushed the door in from the outside, and obvious hesitation could be seen on the faces of each of them...
At this moment, the expression on Ryan's face can be described as ice-cold. He strode up to the Pope with one foot still on the table, picked up his collar, and used an almost gloomy expression. The voice asked, "What do you want to do?"
The collar was in the hands of the other party, but the young man's face did not show any embarrassment at all. Instead, he calmly smiled at the newly appointed king in front of him, gritted his back molars, and said from the gap between his teeth—
"rebel!"
The words fell, accompanied by a special sound that can only be made when a fist kisses the skin!
Everyone fixed their eyes and saw that it was Leibart's prisoner who had already punched the person brought by the Pope—
"Fuck! How dare you fucking hit me before I do it!"
"Fuck them to death!"
"Boss Pope—"
"What a fart! Go straight up!"
Panting heavily, the Pope shook off Ryan who was holding onto his collar with a smirk, as if he didn't see the other prisoners who were in a mess behind him at this moment. Before he rushed to Ryan again, he didn't forget to press down Two kicks on that dining table in Leibart!
Without giving the prisoners in other buildings any chance to react, the people in Building 3 have already fought into a ball
.
All kinds of objects that could be temporarily used as weapons were flying around, and everyone took a closer look, only to find that the prisoner in Building No. 3, who was sitting obediently next to them a second ago, had long since disappeared. They must be able to find a familiar figure among two or three people or a group of people wrestling together in a certain corner of the restaurant.
And when Ruan Xiangyuan pushed open the restaurant door, he was greeted by a sticky dinner plate dripping with red ketchup.
“……………………………………”
The black-haired young man watched the dinner plate slowly slide down which made a deep hole on the wall next to his ear, and remained silent.
When he raised his head again, he could see the Pope five meters away was holding on to the high-rise living in the cell opposite them, and then he punched down with a loud sound. Amid the familiar screams, Ruan Xiangyuan fell silent again.
At this time, the technical geek who had fled the battlefield decisively and immediately noticed the appearance of an important person was holding the dinner plate as a shield with one hand, while quickly approaching Ruan Xiangyuan. With a crack in the glasses, he asked the black-haired young man who was standing dumbfounded by the door with a tense and panicked face: "Hey, Ruan Xiangyuan, what's going on!"
"Have you noticed that I've just arrived?" Ruan Xiangyuan watched in shock as Ryan slammed a dinner plate against Dabanya, and when the other party spat bloody saliva on that beautiful face, He suddenly turned his head and looked at the technical house next to him, "——Why are you here?"
"I don't know," the technical geek stared back, "The white sparrow asked me to come."
Ruan Xiangyuan: "……………………"
Tech nerd: "Why?"
"It's nothing, it's just that you were tricked." Ruan Xiangyuan stretched out his hand, and patted the baffling clown, "Don't worry, I will avenge you later."
After finishing speaking, the black-haired young man rushed into the already chaotic battlefield without looking back, and punched Leibat who had just crawled out from under the table with his fist without hesitation—
No matter what happened, in short, beat up first.
)_Reminder, I am working very hard to write an earth-shattering ending