Hanging up Ma Lu's phone, Schott picked up the instant noodles.

After soaking for too long, he lost the tendons of his body, and his mouth was full of the taste of spices, but at the moment Short couldn't care about it so much, and it was a matter of filling his stomach.

"Whoosh......"

Better than nothing.

Three times five divided by two, Schott ate all the instant noodles.

"Nourishing ......"

Even the noodle soup has been sucked up, how hungry must it be?

Short wiped his mouth and tucked the flicker into his trousers.

Not to mention, it's just right! Thanks to wearing a pair of corset pants and a pair of sports socks today, it's a good place to hide weapons.

"What are you going to do? When you're full, you're going to fight a fish and die in the net?"

Kong Yao kept looking at Short, silent, and finally spoke at this moment.

"Eat your stomach, bring self-defense weapons, and have the confidence to appear any moth. Xiao deliberately said angrily, "Even the bus of more than 30 people can get lost, I have to guard against it!"

Another phone call, this time it was Winnie!

"Thank goodness you're finally calling?" Short blurted out as he held the phone, his joy at hearing Winnie's voice palpable.

Winnie was different, and after hearing Short's voice, she was silent for a short time for three or five seconds before speaking: "You...... Have you had dinner?"

"Uh-huh!" Short said excitedly, this Winnie, who still cares about his diet and daily life, is simply ...... Jia Baoyu watched "The Legend of the West Chamber" - there is a play in the play!

"How many rooms do you live in?"

When Short saw Winnie ask, he suddenly had some thoughts, and hurriedly replied, "3105." ”

"Okay, so be it. ”

Winnie hung up coldly.

Short was a little confused, and the small flame that had just been lit was ruthlessly extinguished. What's going on? Could it be that I'm thinking too much?

Little did he know that at the same time, Winnie on the other end of the phone was being threatened.

……

In the abandoned factory, the lights are bright.

A bus was parked inside.

"Don't move, sit where you're supposed to sit. A man dressed in black, wearing a mask and holding a mace, gestured and gestured to suggest that he was undoubtedly the same assailant who had attacked Short in the barbershop.

As he looked at it, there were more than 30 people of different shapes and fats sitting in the car, including men and women, and most of them men. Although the appearance is different, the temperament is generally the same.

That's right, this is the thirty-two comrades writers who have temporarily lost contact, and this is the bus they took to IP Town.

The driver said with a smile: "Boss, there's nothing to do with me here, can I go?"

"You haven't been paid yet!" The driver replied to a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader, he didn't hide himself at all, and his face was ordinary, but there was an undoubted murderous aura between his eyebrows, which made people shudder.

"What kind of remuneration do you want, I just said this casually before, but now there is a threshold for what you can't do? Since you are sincere, I have done it, and I don't want the remuneration, I want to go home now. ”

It turned out that this driver was an inner ghost who bought off this gang, and now this inner ghost sees this battle probably because he wants to protect himself and seek a way out.

The leader said majestically, "Do you think I'll let you go now?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, and said with a shy face of disappointment: "No." ”

"Don't shut up yet!"

"Yes, I just wanted to see if there was such a possibility, and since there was none, I would sit here with peace of mind. After saying that, the driver honestly stroked the steering wheel and stared ahead, as if he was driving.

What a coward, just scared out of his guts.

There were a total of six control personnel in the car, except for the leader, the other five were wearing masks, but they only had maces, daggers, axes and other cold weapons, and they were only on display, and there was no fanfare.

It seems that this hijacking is even more bizarre, but more disturbing.

Winnie was actually in the car! She sat in the position of the leader of the bus, looking out the window without saying a word, as if she was emptying herself, and as if she was thinking about something......

The leader stood beside her, and after scolding the driver, he turned around and dialed a call: "Boss, the person is not in the car, he has checked in, in room 3015." ”

A male writer protested: "This is a society governed by the rule of law, don't come nonsense!"

The leader hung up the phone, and a pair of eyes were very sharp at the writer, and motioned for his men to give him some color.

One of the minions understood, walked straight over, took the mace from his companion's hand, and when he walked up to the early writer, he commanded, "Stand up!"

"Don't stand!" Feeling that nothing good was going to happen, the writer grabbed the handrail and resolutely refused.

Two more men came over, one left and one right, and set the writer up, pressed him to the floor, and used a cushion to cushion his buttocks...... "Bang, bang!"

The mace turned out to be a rubber stick, with amazing elasticity, and it was thrown down with all its strength, and the strength can be imagined, if it hits the internal organs, it will definitely destroy all the internal organs.

A pig-killing howl...... Listening to the chrysanthemum can't help but tighten, the feeling of broken eggs!

Tainyima is terrifying!

The whole vehicle was immediately silent, and the effect of killing chickens and monkeys was very obvious!

After three sticks, the male writer is estimated to have opened his skin and flesh, and his ass has bloomed. He only had to hum......

The leader ordered: "Lift him to the back seat......"

The minions complied and carried the writer over. He was lying face down in the back seat, groaning in pain......

Everyone was stunned, and a man in a suit walked into the car, only to see that he was not tall, oily and powdery, white and fat, his hair was meticulously combed with gel, and his leather shoes were shiny!

"Ahem, ahem......" The man cleared his throat and greeted everyone very formally.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhang Xiaobao......"

Winnie's shock can be imagined, she was stunned!

"Once, like everyone else, I was a glorious web writer, pen name, I was a bandit......"

There was already a commotion in the car, apparently everyone had heard of this pseudonym.

"Be quiet!" the man continued, "Yes, the "Super Red Envelope" I wrote was a smash hit, everyone must have heard of it, and I came here today just to act on orders and show up for everyone......"

Everyone wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in this Zhang Xiaobao gourd, and they all listened carefully.

"We are the most imaginative people, the most creative people, the most able to endure hardships and stand hard work for the dream of the people, I say that everyone has no opinion, right?"

No one responded.

Zhang Xiaobao was stunned and a little embarrassed.

He quickly adjusted his mood and continued: "The next thirty years will be our stage, and all of you here will have the honor of receiving a call from the future, that is, the great, the magnificent, the noble - the search for the writer plan!"

Zhang Xiaobao was so impassioned that he turned on a portable projector with the remote control in his hand! A gorgeous PPT was displayed in front of everyone——

【Find a Writer Program】