No matter whether the prisoners in Building No. 2, who have been kept in the dark, accept or not, their boss suddenly turned into a glamorous and noble god of heaven, Leiqie, and became a husky puppy with a three-story chin. In short, as the curator, Eli Yes—because the confident look on Raiqie's face showed that if the curator did not accept the transfer of royal power like "going out to buy cabbage today", then Raiqie might make even more astonishing moves next.
As for what this "more astonishing move" was, after weighing it for a moment, Eli decided that he didn't want to know at all.
So Lei Qie successfully took Ruan Xiangyuan to this week's morning meeting. When one person and one dog walked into the auditorium, thousands of people crowded into the auditorium. still seems noisy
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Looking around, the son of a bitch realized that it was not only Leiqie who was the king, but all the prisoners present were dressed in formal attire—of course not as noble as their boss, but compared to the way these prisoners usually hang around Judging from the virtues of the body, the Absolute Wing Hall finally showed a little bit of what a top-level prison should look like at this time.
The pup narrowed his eyes, and he found that although these prisoners were sitting, squatting or standing in a mess and not forming a formation, it was not difficult to find that all the prisoners were actually grouped together within a specified range—probably It is based on the different colors of the uniforms of "Wang". Although the styles are completely the same, the colors of the clothes worn by the prisoners in each building are completely different.
The son of a bitch saw Sui on the far left of the auditorium at a glance. The black-haired man was behind a group of prisoners in the same uniform as him. The floor-to-ceiling windows behind him poured in, faintly reflecting a circle of light on his hair—
Sui was wearing the same high-end custom-made military uniform as Leiqie. Unlike Leiqie's dark blue uniform, his uniform was pure black just like the prisoners in Building No. 1—at this moment, the leader of the gang Sui didn't join any group of them in the conversation. The young black-haired man seemed to be lost in thought because of something alone. When the crowd's little excitement due to the arrival of King No. 2 didn't arouse him. Attention, he still lowered his head, as if thinking of something in an instant, first frowned slightly, then opened it again, after a pause, Sui narrowed his eyes slightly, and extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand on the floor.
Next to Building No. 1, there is a dark blue color belonging to Building No. 2. The prisoners in Building No. 2 saw their king's arrival, stopped the conversation between three or three couples at the same time, turned their heads inconsistently and nodded to their boss who was slowly approaching.
For the people in Building No. 2, those who have been disciplined to be docile and disdainful must be the idiots in Building No. 3. I don’t know if it’s Eli’s bad taste. The prisoners in Building No. The prisoners in the second building next to them formed a sharp color contrast—
Passing through the crowd, Ruan Xiangyuan saw at a glance the King of Building No. 3 behind the crowd who was holding his little lover, who looked like a stump painted with insect-proof paint on the side of the road, mt.
It is a fact that white does not look good on everyone.
The rule that white makes you fat is also a firm fact
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So when the military uniform that actually looked good was worn on mt, the protruding belly, the bright hair deliberately dyed wine red, and the Chinese dragon tattoo on his face made him a bit nondescript, with a strong figure The fat mt stood behind the crowd like a corrupt official who just climbed out of a big dye vat, and when he saw Lei Qie's arrival, he showed a look of disdain.
Ruan Xiangyuan knows that mt is actually more ferocious than he looks. Although among the four kings, due to his size, mt may be at a slight disadvantage in terms of combat stamina, but after running for more than ten laps in the morning, his face still remains unchanged, which is enough to show that he has Pushed his physical abilities to the limit.
Next to Building No. 3, there is a fiery red, that is the people in Building No. 4 on the far right of the auditorium.
The crimson custom-made military uniform is very suitable for Baitang. He is standing in the most concentrated position of the crowd. This uncle even wears a pair of gold-rimmed eyes on his face, as if he is really here today. It’s like studying and getting an education. When chatting with the senior members of his own building, Baitang has a faint smile on his face from the beginning to the end, and the breeze is warm—seeing Lei Qie’s arrival, he almost made a decision immediately. Responding, the uncle pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head and showed a clear and polite smile to Rachel and his pup.
As the king, Baitang supported the "high-end atmosphere" of Building No. 4 by himself. His existence instantly raised the aura of the prisoners in Building No. 4 to a higher level... The poor prisoners in Building No. The closest comparison to the group of extraordinary temperament prisoners in Building No. 4, unfortunately, lay down again.
Under the leadership of different kings, the four buildings of the Absolute Wing Pavilion have gradually produced certain differences over time—perhaps when they are distributed in every corner of the Absolute Wing Pavilion on weekdays, these differences are not very clear. It stands out obviously, however, when they stand together and are closed in a room for comparison, anyone with a discerning eye can almost see the difference between them at a glance.
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Among the group of people in Building No. 2, Ruan Xiangyuan saw Mira who was not honestly staying in the hospital but getting up to attend the morning meeting. The reason why Ruan Xiangyuan saw this young boy was not because of his deep love, but because In the stiff atmosphere in Building No. 2 and Building No. 3, where both sides wanted to poke each other to death, this young boy was the only one who had a good time talking with a man in a white uniform. According to Ruan Xiangyuan's memory, this young man The man seemed to be a senior prisoner on the twenty-eighth floor of Building Three.
One can tell at a glance that these two guys are definitely not discussing anything good. However, Mira obviously doesn't care what his teammates think of him, because according to legend, the young boy's forehead has already been imprinted with the sacred and inviolable label of "the king's first love"
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— In any case, haters are negligible. The son of a bitch moved his gaze, standing at the outermost edge of the line, the only ones Ruan Xiangyuan could name were Uncle Sparte and his roommate DK who was taciturn and very skilled.
The reason why the son of a bitch has an impression of this man with a relatively low sense of existence is because of Lei Qie.
One time during the wind release, Lei Qie once crouched on the edge of the playground with his pup in his arms and stared at DK thoughtfully. He even pinched the dog's ears, and said inexplicable words like "this guy should not only have the strength of the twenty-ninth floor".
But in fact, after dk quickly hit the twenty-ninth floor, there was no more movement.
Just like the king's position sitting under Lei Qie's buttocks is extremely secure, the 29th floor, a high-level position that ordinary people yearn for, is also very secure sitting under the buttocks of this man named DK.
A few days after this, the son of a bitch lay in Leiqie's arms and listened to the man calmly ask Shaoze in the elevator, "Why did Uncle Sbate's roommate change?"
If Ruan Xiangyuan hadn't heard the name DK from Lei Qie's mouth, he would have been deceived by Lei Qie-his grandma, the person next to the pillow is a big lie who doesn't blink. Liar, what could be worse than this
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Then again, if everyone in Building No. 2 knew about it, their seemingly ignorant Wang would have already remembered their information for three generations, and there are some dirty little secrets. My brother will probably not even sleep well.
Right now, Uncle Spatt, who obviously noticed Rachel's arrival, interrupted the conversation with DK—well, to be precise, it was Uncle Spatt who was talking and DK was listening. Ignoring the unhappiness that flashed across DK's face, Uncle Spatt patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the crowd in Building No. 2. When he came in front of Rachel, the red-haired man seemed to have expected what he was going to do As if putting down the puppy in his arms, he nodded and took the Survival Manual of the Absolute Wing Pavilion that the uncle handed over—
Ruan Xiangyuan squatted on the ground and looked up at their tacit understanding. You come and I see black lines all over your face. Lei Qie is really honest, just like what he said when he pissed Shaoze to death. Uncle Sparte actually brought the book for him every Monday morning and gave it to him—
Do you know what it means to respect elders? Hey, it’s rude not to say thank you
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Uncle Spatt was about to say something with a smile on his face, but he paused when he accidentally touched Leiqie's chest. After hesitating for a moment, he asked, "Raiqie, where is your royal badge?"
"I have it," the red-haired man calmly picked up the pup beside him and held it up to Sparte, "Look, here it is."
Uncle Spatt: "..."
"Otherwise Eli won't let us in." Lei Qie frowned, and said in a natural tone, "Don't worry, it will be taken down after the meeting. After all, it will be troublesome if you lose the replacement procedure."
Uncle Spatt: "..."
The son of a bitch who was put back on the ground scratched his face with his hind paw, thinking that if the sentence after the stupid master's "after all" hadn't been said, it would probably be more comforting to the uncle.
At this time, Lei Qie, who didn't know that he was being complained by the puppet, casually grabbed the book in his hand, bowed his head and called the puppet's name, and then habitually walked to the front of the line without looking back—
Building No. 2 and Building No. 3 have always been at odds. Even mt chose to walk through the gap between Building No. 3 and No. 4 when he came in the morning. However, Lei Qie was different. Men only seemed to know the law of the shortest straight line between two points, so He passed through the crowd in Buildings 2 and 3 grandly with a blank face—
At the beginning, the prisoners in Building No. 3 showed a momentary surprise on their faces, but they quickly covered up this emotion. The performance of Moses Fenhai felt that his back had been shot into a sieve by the buddies in Building No. 3, leaving behind black holes with green smoke everywhere he walked. No more, Dian Dian'er followed Lei Qie's feet every step of the way, almost hugging the man's thigh and dragging him along the way.
Rachel remained calm from the beginning to the end. When he passed by a high-level person in Building No. 3 who was deliberately blocking the way, he didn't even give that guy a glance. He just paused and said in a calm tone, "Please "Give way" was obviously an extremely polite attitude, but the senior man's face turned livid in an instant, and finally, after looking at mt, he stepped aside angrily.
From the smug expressions on the faces of the people in Building No. 2, it can be seen that their Wang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. In addition, he beat up a few small high-level people in Building No. 3 so that he is still lying in the hospital and can't get up. The total deeds seem to make them look good.
As the time for the official start of the morning meeting is getting closer, each floor that was originally a mess of sand gradually began to move lazily and form a long queue that had been lined up for a long time——
Ruan Xiangyuan stood at the front, looked back and immediately found a very interesting phenomenon——
The team in Building No. 1 was headed by Wang standing at the front, followed by the prisoners on the 30th floor of their building, then the 29th floor, and then all the way back according to the order of the floors. , the prisoners in the last row are the prisoners in the first floor
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The mt building is like opening a harem, standing in front are all kinds of little lovers of mt, to be precise, the good-looking ones are in the front, and the ugly ones are in the back.
Building No. 4 of the Baitang is neatly lined up like elementary school students, from short to tall.
As for Building No. 2 led by Rachel—
Uh, it can be seen from the fact that the "Medal of Kingship" of the "King" of this building is worn on the body of a husky pup with his tongue sticking out at this moment, the queue of this building can't see any rules at all at this moment There is nothing surprising about scientific nature.
Shaoze, who was standing on the podium doing preparation work, looked down at the audience, and his scalp immediately exploded. Last week, he told Lei Qie earnestly that as long as the team of the morning meeting doesn't mess around, whatever his hobbies are, in short, he will follow the rules. Arranged in the same order, Rachel nodded in agreement at that time.
As a result, this Monday, except for the addition of a squatting pup in front of the line, there is no difference from the messy pattern of last week—I glanced enviously at the No. 4 prison guard Reyk who was working with his head down, sir Ze grabbed the prison guard's hat on his head, sighed, and jumped off the podium. The prison guard with a public face approached Lei Qie: "Lei Qie, is the team lined up for our building?"
Lei Qien made a sound, looked back, and gave the prison guard an inexplicable look: "Is the row not good?"
good? good what good? Shaoze's face was covered with blood: "...Didn't I tell you to arrange according to your hobbies?"
As soon as Ruan Xiangyuan heard what Shaoze said, he knew that he was going to make things difficult for him. Sure enough, Lei Qie stared at the faces of the prison guards who were confused, and said very seriously: "Free range is good for physical and mental health."
Under Wang's forgiveness, the entire No. 2 building was kept free and healthy physically and mentally, and the remaining prison guard, Shao Ze, retreated with internal injuries on his face.
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