"The rest is up to you to decide. Remember, it's just hiring, I pay, you do the work for me. It can also be seen as a kind of work. Yun Ting folded his hands and smiled. You guys can think about it. ”

"Brother Ling, what do you think?" Xu Zhong 'thrust' the knife back into his back with his backhand and asked out loud.

"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated! Brother Zhong, we are here to promote the prestige of my Shuanglong Society, and we must not live under others, otherwise we will not fall into the prestige of my Han Shuanglong? Kou Ziling said, pointing at Yunting with his finger.

"What's more, he is not Li Shimin, just a traitor, how can we be a chaotic minister and a thief if we are people of insight and promising young people? Even if he is Li Shimin, he can't convince me, I am a double dragon of the Han Dynasty, and two dragons of the Han Dynasty, when I fly in the world! ”

"That's right." Kou Ziling lowered his head to meditate, raised his head again and looked at Yun Ting, "Are you called Li Shimin?" ”

"It's not." Yun Ting spoke lightly, the smile on his face became more and more tolerant, making him chuckle uncontrollably.

He had never seen such lovely people, and of course, the people around him were even cuter, all of them were guys who made people laugh and 'cramp'. However, this big man Shuanglong is not bad, discussing things, and not discussing behind his back, he shouted loudly in front of him. I'm afraid he won't hear them talking.

So Yun Ting smiled and waited for what would happen next, or if there would be anything that would make his smile expand.

Kou Ziling really spoke as Yun Ting expected. "Look. He is indeed not Li Shimin, Brother Zhong, let's go. ”

Xu Zhong nodded and said, "Yes." But in the next moment, he spoke again.

"Brother Ling, slow down."

"He is not Li Shimin, but does Li Shimin have such good kung fu? Of course, what Datang Shuanglong is not as handsome as our Han Shuanglong! Even if eighteen Li Shimin come over, they are not as handsome as our Cool Bully! ”

"Also, Brother Ling, I came here today just to raise membership dues, so I returned empty-handed, what should I do? What's more, there are still villagers of all sizes waiting for us in Shuanglong Village! We rob the rich and help the poor, and do the right thing for heaven, how can we leave like this! Where do you care about the people of Limin, where are the people of the village, and where are the communities in the village! ”

As soon as Xu Zhong's words fell, a sound of calling for food sounded around and at the right time, and everyone's stomach in the Double Dragon Society was protesting strongly. Although they all stood straight, it was not difficult to imagine that their stomachs had sunken and their bowels were full of knots.

Xu Zhong's face flushed, and the protest voice inside also had his own. But at this moment, he waved his arms, cut it categorically, and said loudly: "If you don't eat, how can you have strength!" If you don't have a full stomach, how can you level the world! Therefore, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated, and before being killed, he must also fill his stomach! ”

"Fill up! Fill up! ”

"Fill up!" The surrounding DDA players shouted loudly, and they didn't know what they thought, maybe it was roast chicken, maybe it was a hearty lunch, or maybe it was coarse tea and light rice. But in short, it was the sound of swallowing saliva in unison, accompanied by the protest of the stomach.

"No!" Kou Ziling shouted.

"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated! Our Han Shuanglong, Shuanglong Club, must not bend over because of three buckets of rice! ”

After saying that, Kou Ziling was very timely, and his stomach also made several protests.

Xu Zhong turned his head, looked at Kou Ziling very playfully, and said, "Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated, have you ever seen someone starved to death?" Since you can't be humiliated, then Brother Ling, you can conjure six buckets of rice for me to see! ”

"You! Swear black is white.! Kou Ziling raised his long sword and pointed at Xu Zhong.

"My sword, not your cheap!"

"Hmph." Xu Zhong pulled out his knife and chuckled indifferently.

"Brother Ling, if you want to die, then I, the eldest brother, can only stop your stupid thoughts! My broadsword is already hungry and thirsty! ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, the congregation next to them had no psychological burden, and some took out the small bench again and cherished the handful of melon seeds in their hands. Others looked around to see if there were any fruit trees in the woods, and if there were any fruits on the trees. Everyone looked around and did their own thing, but they didn't take another possible battle between the president and the vice president the same thing.

They also wanted to take this seriously, and they used to take it very seriously, after all, they came to the Ssangyong Club to be chivalrous and righteous, and of course there must be a leader with superior force. But it wasn't a matter at all, and the congregation knew that they couldn't fight because they weren't full.

Sure enough, both of them stopped, looked at each other, and then touched their stomachs while putting their weapons down. In the game, not having enough to eat, or eating bad things, will cause a decline in body function, and the possibility of various realities may be reversed, which is the same in the game. If you can't eat enough, it will cause all kinds of 'sexuality' to decline, affecting the body and reactions, maybe you will cut someone else, you will fall down and fall to death with stones, or you can be killed by someone who faints with hunger.

For Xu Zhong and Kou Ziling, either they will have a good time, or they will not fight. In the case of hunger, fighting is very painful, and being hungry is very sad.

So the two of them looked at each other, and they all wanted to save this time for later, that is, to fight again after they had eaten enough.

Yun Ting felt very unpresent at the moment, so he stretched out five fingers and said loudly: "I gave you not three buckets, but five buckets!" ”

"Five buckets!" Kou Ziling exclaimed, and then asked, "How many are five buckets?" ”

"Five buckets? Let me see! Xu Zhong wrenched his fingers and counted one, two, three, four, and five. In the end, he just shook his head, he couldn't count when he counted the fifth finger, it wasn't that Xu Zhong couldn't do math, in the Tianyuan Era, in the major galaxies of each empire, you could go to high school for free, or even college. He couldn't count them, just because he forgot the important question of how many catties a bucket is worth.

He shouted to Kou Ziling: "Anyway, it's quite a lot!" ”

Yun Ting was still smiling, for him, five buckets of rice was nothing, although it was a year of great drought, the price of rice had risen very high, and no one dared to sell it. But this is not a problem, he is a Yellow Turban Army, and the food and grass he carries with him is enough, and there is no problem with more mouthfuls.

The combat establishment of the Double Dragon Society, that is, these people who came here, there are dozens of people, and these dozens of mouths will not have much impact on Yunting's food reserves. Even if all the people of the Double Dragon Club came, it was just a bit of a burden. This is better solved, as long as you meet the dock fort of the world's hometown Hao on the road, go in and grab a ticket.

Yun Ting waited quietly for the big man Shuanglong's answer, if they didn't want to, he wouldn't do anything else. Wudoumi said that it was too much, and it was a lot less, if he didn't accept it, Yunting would have no choice.

What's more, he didn't say it, just five buckets of rice!

Kou Ziling's expression was solemn, as if he was making a choice, the hunger in his belly, and the congregation next to him, even his eldest brother Xu Zhong's stomach was protesting. So he gritted his teeth and nodded vigorously.

"A soldier may be killed, but not starved. Since you have invited us so sincerely, my two brothers will help you this time today! ”

The congregations breathed a sigh of relief, although Xu Zhong was the president of their Double Dragon Society, major matters were generally decided by the two presidents together. Every time, Kou Ziling thinks about it a lot, and Xu Zhong is mostly a brave executor.

Now it's okay, the congregation of the DDA sighed in their hearts, touched their bellies, and unconsciously showed a comfortable expression.

(End of chapter)