Zhao Yunxia doesn't care about his future at all, he is completely numb, anyway, he is guilty of living, and he is light when he dies. He is now a monk for a day, and he is beating the clock for a day - purely waiting for death.

Finding a sheltered corner, Zhao Yunxia carefully took out a crumpled piece of paper and a small ball of brown powder from the tattered cotton jacket, smeared a roll of saliva, and a "cigarette" was born. Meimei took a puff, and the strong smell of fire made him feel much warmer.

This kind of home-made cigarette made from elm leaves is considered the highest level of enjoyment in the mine, and he also secretly got a little, and only lit one when he was free.

Cyan smoke kept pouring out of Zhao Yunxia's nose and mouth, and in the smoke, his face became even more gloomy, and a pair of gray-black eyes looked at the gate of the mine quietly, he was full of curiosity about the world outside the gate, but he also knew that he might not have the opportunity to see it in his lifetime.

Woohoo!

The fierce barking of the dog attracted Zhao Yunxia's attention, and he noticed a fierce roar coming from outside the gate, and a three-wheeled motorcycle stopped outside the gate with a creak. The wicked dog raised by the guard of the gatekeeper barked more cheerfully, and seemed to have great malice towards the people who came.

Got out of the car is a tall and a short two hairs, and then a fierce big dog also jumped down, only to see it at the mine watchdog a tooth, the usually fierce and vicious favorite to chase and bite the Chinese workers of the vicious dog immediately cowardd, tail between the legs lying on the ground motionless, constantly whining, as if begging for mercy.

Zhao Yunxia is very disdainful in her heart, the dog that can bite people doesn't bark, your uncle is also a master who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, it's really fucking useless! Of course, Zhao Yunxia doesn't have much affection for the other high-spirited dog, in his opinion, the people and dogs in Mao Ziguo are not good things, the difference is only bad. Lords like this kind of and intruder are generally of the worse kind.

The doorkeeper came out of his hut with a drunken fist, looked at the poor worm on the ground, kicked the poor brute very dissatisfied, and began to talk to the visitor outside the gate with a drunken burp.

Zhao Yunxia didn't understand Mao Ziguo's dialect, so naturally she didn't understand what the other party was saying, but judging from the tone and expressions of both sides, the talks didn't seem to be going along a harmonious and friendly atmosphere.

Zhao Yunxia scolded in her heart: "It's good to fight, it's good if the dog's hair is dead!" ”

It seemed that God heard Zhao Yunxia's cry, and in the next second, things began to develop according to his vision. The tall fur outside the door seemed to be angry, and locked the doorman's throat through the railing. Zhao Yunxia secretly shouted hello - good kung fu! He lifted the drunken cat with one hand.

As the suffocating sensation grew stronger, the poor drunken cat shook her legs helplessly and tried to break the other's grip with both hands. But this futile struggle was pointless, no matter how hard he tried, even a hairy face that was already drunk and red could squeeze out the blood. Finally, the poor drunken cat gave up resistance and reluctantly handed over the key in his coat pocket.

The rusty big iron door creaked open, looking at the vast sky, even Zhao Yunxia, who was completely numb, couldn't help but have a trace of ambition in his heart, how much he wanted to rush out of the sky to embrace freedom! However, this desire only flashed in his heart, and he immediately continued to sink.

Two newcomers and a mighty dog walked in with such a swagger. The one at the head seemed to be very dissatisfied with the environment of the mine, and the one who pointed at him seemed to be complaining constantly, and the short Mao Zi who followed him only nodded in agreement. …,

All this is similar to Zhao Yunxia's imagination, it is estimated that the one at the head is also the master in Maozi, and the one behind is his follower. When he was in his hometown, he saw the eldest young master of the landlord's family, and when he went out, he was also a thug and a vicious dog. And in his subconscious, he also thinks that this new young master Maozi should be the one who is not too powerful, otherwise how could he bring a follower and a dog.

Anyway, Zhao Yunxia thinks that everything that happened has nothing to do with him, the scene in front of him is nothing more than dog eats dog, he is a person who has despaired of life, and he has no interest in escaping, so naturally he doesn't care about dog fights.

In fact, at this time, he was more concerned about whether he should hide the cigarette in his mouth, and Maozi didn't seem to like to see Huagong live too comfortably, and he didn't want to double his workload this month because of a cigarette.

Zhao Yunxia hurriedly extinguished the cigarette butt and stuffed the remaining small smoking cigarette butt into the tattered pocket. When the two hairy sons walked up to him, he had already put on an honest appearance.

Well, Zhao Yunxia's first impression of Li Xiaofeng was very bad, the chicken nest head was as messy as wild grass, the tattered and black cotton jacket that could be wrung out of oil, and a pair of broken shoes with exposed toes. The most important thing is that the expression on this person's face seems to be a pool of stagnant water, as if he is a zombie crawling out of a graveyard, and he does not look like a big living person at all.

"What's your name?" Li Xiaofeng frowned and asked in Chinese.

Zhao Yunxia was obviously taken aback, he half-raised his head, squinted his eyes and looked at Li Xiaofeng in a daze, as if he didn't understand what this Maozi's official words were better than him.

It took a long time for Zhao Yunxia to wake up in Li Xiaofeng's tireless urging, he didn't care if the other party could speak Chinese, no matter how authentic he spoke, he didn't have a dime to do with him. The other party's knowledge of Chinese may be worse for him, at least some of the time he can fool those Mao Zi who do not understand Chinese, and for the Mao Zi in front of him, he has no chance to make a ghost.

Therefore, Zhao Yunxia's attitude was more cautious, so cautious that it was almost humble, he quickly lowered his head and replied: "The little one is called Zhao Yunxia!" ”

Li Xiaofeng was strange, my brother just asked what your name was, as for being scared like this? Look at you quail, it's simply a disgrace to the Chinese. Based on this, Li Xiaofeng's tone was even more "bad": "What do you do?" ”

Zhao Yunxia naturally saw the change in the other party's expression, and her heart was even more bumpy: "The little one is the stevedore." Just now, the squad leader asked the little one to rest for a quarter of an hour, and the little one went back to the station. With that, he pulled his leg and prepared to slip away.

"Give me back!" Li Xiaofeng became more and more depressed, brother didn't come to check the post, what are you running, you don't have to show for an outsider like me, you don't have to show it, you will be dishonest when you see it!

It can only be said that both sides have misunderstood, although the main reason is on Zhao Yunxia's side, but people really don't know what kind of way you Li Xiaofeng came from, he has long been cleaned up by Maozi, and normal people will protect themselves.

"Yes!" Zhao Yunxia hurriedly turned back, her head drooping down like a stake and seemed to be motionless, and she didn't even dare to come out.

Seeing that the other party had such an attitude, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel even more disdainful in his heart: "Do you know where the assistant minister of Lu Dao is?" ”

Zhao Yunxia really knows that Ren Fuchen is the best of them, if there are still people who sympathize with ordinary Chinese workers in the mine, then Ren Fuchen is definitely the best among them. Whenever Maozi's supervisor abused the Chinese workers, it was always this big brother Ren who came forward to speak for the Chinese workers, and was even locked up in a small black room by Maozi for this reason, and was almost killed.

For this big brother Ren, the workers in the mine were all admired, and Zhao Yunxia couldn't help but think that a certain immortal was here to arrest Ren Fuchen. Who doesn't know that the night before yesterday, when Brother Ren negotiated with Maozi's foreman, he was directly detained and locked up in a small black house. Listening to the wind released by those two devils, it was said that Brother Ren had a falling out with Maozi's foreman in order to rescue the workers, and Maozi's foreman was ready to send him to justice. Could it be that the person in front of him is the catcher in Maozi's yamen? …,

Zhao Yunxia's heart suddenly lifted. He asked quietly, "Master, what are you looking for Ren Fuchen for?" ”

How did Li Xiaofeng know that the other party's psychology had turned so many corners, and he didn't have a good impression of the unhealthy guy in front of him, and he didn't want to talk to the other party at all. He said without annoyance: "Of course I have business to do when I look for him!" What do you care so much for, take me to him! ”

It's okay that Li Xiaofeng doesn't talk about business, so Zhao Yunxia immediately implemented his idea - the other party must be someone from Maozi's yamen, this is to arrest Brother Ren! Lao Tzu will never let you succeed!

Rabbits bite when they are in a hurry. No matter how indifferent, numb, and desperate a person is, there is a forbidden area in his heart that cannot be touched, and as long as anyone dares to put his hand into this forbidden area, then the fire accumulated in the past will make the docile sheep turn into a wolf.

At this moment, Zhao Yunxia, who was already completely desperate for life, burst out of an unpredictable anger in his heart, which made him immediately let out, and he broke out without any warning.

"Maozi of dog days, Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Zhao Yunxia pounced on Li Xiaofeng, using all her strength to scratch, scratch, and bite, as if she was a rabid dog with rabies.

To be honest, Li Xiaofeng was taken aback, the other party's outburst without warning reminded him of the game "Resident Evil 4" he had played in his previous life.

It's too similar, the scene is too similar, the tattered "small village", the weird "villagers" in Guli, and then connected to Zhao Yunxia's red eyes and Bai Sensen's teeth, the realistic version of Resident Evil was born.

According to the development of the plot in the game, Li Xiaofeng should be as agile and decisive as Leon to take out his USP tactical pistol and shoot the opponent in the head, and then take advantage of the fact that he is not surrounded by a large number of crazy "villagers", and run away or quickly occupy the favorable terrain to defend it, waiting for the legendary King Ida to ring the bell for help......