Mine Eleven didn't realize that he was being divided into opposites by the crowd, and he was gradually hated.

He was immersed in his own world, and even though he felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, he still wrote what he wanted to write.

"You see, this plan is absolutely good, I did it, took the materials in the warehouse, made a deck of cards and gave it to Bu Fourteen, and the effect was very good."

"As long as you don't tell anyone, no one will know about it, I can help you make cards, I'm very experienced."

Mine Eleven only thought that everyone was shocked by his plan, and was amazed, without thinking about the worst.

"What? You've done this secretly before? Secretly took the tribe's supplies? ”

"yes, so I'm very experienced."

When everyone heard this, everyone's faces were not good-looking, anger flashed in their eyes, and they surrounded them one after another.

Mine Eleven finally felt a little different, and the atmosphere of murder was frantically trying to drown him.

"You ...... What do you want to do? ”

Looking at everyone's wide-eyed eyes and looking like they were going to eat him, Mine Eleven was scared in his heart, and began to reflect on how he had offended them, but nothing came out.

He hurriedly wrote a line and was about to leave: "I'm sleepy, so I'll go back to sleep, trouble make way, I'm leaving." ”

Bang! No one gave way, but was hit back.

"Let's go? Where are you going! I'm going to beat you bastard! ”

Gandhi grabbed Mine Eleven's hair, pulled it back with all his might, and without waiting for Mine Eleven to write in horror what you were going to do, he smashed his fist on the door of his face, directly smashing half of his face into a pig's head.

"Whew!" Mine Eleven howled miserably. He fell directly to the ground, but his hair was still grabbed. I can't go down at all, and it's even more painful.

Others were filled with anger. stepped forward one after another, punching one punch at a time, punching to the flesh, and using all their strength.

I only heard Mine Eleven's screams again and again, and after a few hits, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Everyone still didn't feel angry enough, and there was another crazy punch and kick, and everyone wanted to come forward and punch and kick a few times.

All I could hear was the crackling of bones, and Mine Eleven was broken. Spitting blood in a row.

He was depressed, very depressed, he didn't provoke them, why did they beat him?

He wanted to write it and ask them, but the pen had already been knocked aside, and the book was covered with blood and filth, and he couldn't write at all.

"Woooooo He let out a scream of pain.

"Woooooo The crowd was also screaming, but instead of screaming, they were venting. Catharsis on the punishment of this guy.

Soon, Mine Eleven was beaten so that his parents didn't know him, his face was swollen like a pig's head, and there were no less than dozens of bruises. A few bones were broken.

The power of primitive people in this era is very terrifying, maybe a person is better. But so many people beat wildly, and the turtle can be knocked flat.

Not to mention an ordinary person? And they saw him lying on the ground. His clothes were torn off, and he passed out. He didn't fight again, and his eyes were full of disgust.

"Bastard thing! I even cheated the tribe's supplies, and you deserved to be killed! ”

"Humph! You want to do bad things yourself, and you want us to do it with you, it's such a bastard! It's terrible! ”

"How did he come up with it? Is there still an accomplice? Dig them all out and beat them up! ”

The crowd was furious, and they did complain about the lack of supplies, but in general, they had no other ideas.

Mine Eleven didn't know what to do, and he actually did such a thing, naturally he was stupid to find death, not only would no one pay attention to him, but he would also be repaired.

"What are you doing?" At this time, a little nobleman came here, looking at Mine Eleven, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he was very puzzled.

"Isn't it popular to fight when fighting for a mate? Why is it coming out again? ”

Everyone explained the situation to him, and suddenly, he was also angry, this mine eleven is really too much, too hateful.

But he didn't stay long, and brought a message: "The tribe has gathered, and everyone is going to go, I heard that it has something to do with the distribution list." ”

Distribute supplies! Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly, it was useless to go, they didn't.

"Forget it, let's go ahead, it doesn't matter if you don't have it." The little nobleman wrote.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded and glanced at Mine Eleven on the ground: "What did he do?" Carry it up? He was still unconscious. ”

"It's not easy!" The little nobleman laughed, took out a water bag and poured it on Mine Eleven's head.

Mine Eleven shook his head suddenly, slowly woke up, and the first thing he came back to his senses was to whine and scream, the incomparably sour and hot behind him, and the pain was unbearable.

He quickly turned around, and found that this side was also in pain, and he screamed for death.

"What a fart!" Gandhi directly took off his shoes and blocked Mine Eleven's mouth: "Hurry up!" The tribe is assembled! ”

Mine Eleven pointed to his legs and shook his head vigorously, his face was full of and tears, very disgusting.

As a last resort, I still carried Mine Eleven to gather.

The meeting place is at the school, where the open space is the most spacious and the soft grass is extremely comfortable to sit on and step on.

Many people stripped naked, lay on the grass, saw each other naked, and felt the primitive nature......

"Cool, huh?"

"yes, it's cool, is there a cooler trick?"

"Yes, you first help fan for a while, and I'll tell you."

Today's Wang Yang has long been out of sight, or habit has become natural, and after so many years of hard work, he still hasn't taught them shame and discipline.

There were already a lot of people gathered on the meadow, and they were joking with each other and sharing their joy.

The greatest joy today is that some people have the qualifications to obtain supplies, so the atmosphere is extremely warm.

Those who are not qualified are wondering why they don't. Seeing that Wang Yang was closing his eyes and recuperating, enjoying the beating of his back with a smile, he didn't dare to go up to disturb, and he was extremely anxious.

Yes, at first, they didn't think that what would happen to the others after they had the supplies, but they just got a little more supplies.

But soon, they realized how serious the problem was and how much it affected them.

Those spouses who would have had a chance to win it, when they learned that they were not qualified and others were qualified, immediately threw themselves into the arms of others without any hesitation.

Cruel...... Cruel...... That's it when I heard the rumors, if I really got the supplies, what would it be?

It's a pity that they can only be anxious about this matter, and they also want to ask Wang Yang when they can get the supplies.

These are all emotions provoked by the mine eleven, if it weren't for him, everyone wouldn't think so deeply for the time being.

Mine Eleven was carried over and thrown directly to the grass, whining and screaming, and Gandhi was distraught to hear it and gave him a kick.

"Shut up!"

Looking at Gandhi's eyes that wanted to kill, Mine Eleven swallowed the screams and didn't dare to scream more.

"Are you all here?" Wang Yang asked softly.

"Except for Zhang San's chasers, everyone has arrived." It was Liu San who answered him.

As for Zhang San's chasers, Xiaohong and Li Si, they are facing the collapse of their worldview at the moment, and they are trying to actively repair the new world.

Liu San is different, he is a second-generation character, when he was born, he experienced migration, but his memory is too far away and he has long forgotten it.

His memory began with the development of the wheat field, and needless to say, he still retains a part of the spirit of complete devotion to the tribe, but he is happy about the distribution of supplies.

In fact, there is no contradiction, it is a good thing to completely dedicate to the tribe, and it is also a good thing to distribute materials, no matter which one he does, he will not have a rejection mentality.

Adults of his generation have this mentality, not rejecting, not resisting.

There will be a fundamental change in the next generation, and the attitude is obvious, completely dedicated to the tribe, you can, but you also want certain materials.

The next generation is to dedicate the working time completely to the tribe, but it is better to have materials, and you will be unhappy without them.

That little material has become the biggest motivation for them to work hard, and then work hard, learn well, learn smart, be recognized to obtain status, become a noble, become a privileged owner, and then they can obtain materials.

Wang Yang nodded to Liu San: "Don't bother them if they're okay these days, they're 'healing'." We're almost there, so let's get started. ”

Liu San nodded, turned around and let out a loud shout, attracting everyone's attention.

"Gather everyone here today, there is a very important thing to announce."

After expressing it, he stretched out his hand to Wang Yang, Wang Yang stood up, his eyes swept over the crowd, and he was about to announce the matter, but he saw Mine Eleven holding a notebook.

When I looked closer, it read: "You didn't give me supplies, you abandoned me, and you abandoned them, you are not fair!" ”

When everyone saw Wang Yang looking there, they also looked over, and then their faces suddenly changed and they were angry.

Wang Yang waved his hand lightly: "Don't pay attention to him, the next thing I want to say is that from this month onwards, each of you, every month, will be able to get fixed supplies." ”

Everyone hurriedly glanced at it and nodded, they had long guessed that Wang Yang was going to announce this, but suddenly, someone realized something different.

"Everyone?"

"Everyone? Does it mean that everyone can get it? Someone couldn't help but ask.

Everyone finally noticed what was written in Wang Yang's notebook, everyone!

Their pupils slowly dilated, then narrowed and condensed, falling on those three words.

"You...... Are you serious? Per...... Individual? Gandhi's hands were shaking.

The group of people behind him were also looking at Wang Yang with hope in their eyes.

Wang Yang was puzzled why they were puzzled, but he still nodded vigorously in a very cheerful manner.

"Well, that's right, it's everyone, all of them!"

As soon as the notebook was picked up, the tribe erupted in cheers. (To be continued......)