Chapter 307: Mu Fenfang, Injured?
I don't understand how someone who was in good spirits half an hour ago could suddenly be sleepy, which made Yin Ze touch her forehead worriedly, and when she found that the temperature was normal, she asked in a low voice, "Where is it uncomfortable?" β
"It's okay, it's just a little sleepy all of a sudden."
Mu Jing felt as if his strength had been siphoned off by something, and yawned, "If I fall asleep for a while, don't leave me behind." β
"I won't leave you behind."
After Yin Ze said this, he felt that something was wrong, and said with a slightly flushed face: "Anyway...... You can rest assured. β
The man leaning on his shoulder nodded, closed his eyes and said nothing.
"Brother Xin, our number of people here is about to reach saturation, and it is really difficult for me to suddenly bring so many people here?"
Although the person in charge of the guard said this, he still took out the notebook used to check in the staff, approached the people with a pen, and said, "Write your names, ages, and places, and then I will have someone take you to the place in charge of arranging work." β
The attitude is not bad, but it is definitely not friendly.
Peng Guofeng and Zhu Tao filled in the information after a while, and when they arrived at Yin Ze, he wrote an English name very casually, and his age and place of origin were also fake, but his face was as usual, plus his blonde hair and blue eyes, and no one doubted the authenticity of the information he filled.
Mu Jing opened his eyes after being poked by Yin Ze, and when he saw the things recorded on it, he raised his hand, grabbed the pen and wrote Mu Fenfang expressionlessly, age twenty, hometown X.
When the person in charge of registration saw her name, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he whispered, "It's so old-fashioned." β
Several people who knew her real name were speechless, Peng Guofeng and Zhu Tao secretly regretted why they didn't pay attention, so straightforwardly wrote their real name, and now it is useless to regret it.
"Mu Fenfang, injured?"
Mu Jing also took a deep breath when he heard this name, and said, "I didn't sleep well, I was sleepy." β
The registered person casually found a woman in uniform and said, "She's not quite right, you check her to see if she's hurt." β
"Yes."
In this way, Mu Jing was taken away by the woman, and Yin Ze was politely taken aside by a foreigner to communicate, listening to the other party communicate with him in a fluent foreign language, telling him that foreigners have preferential treatment here, telling him how to apply and what information he needs to submit, and said, "Thank you, no need." β
The foreigner probably didn't expect the young man in front of him to refuse so directly, so he told him a lot of benefits.
Yin Ze was a little annoyed by what he said, looked around, and when he found that no one noticed this, he stepped forward and put a utility knife against the other party's stomach, and said, "I said, no, thank you." β
The tip of the knife didn't feel good when it was stabbed in the belly, and the foreigner looked at him with a frightened face, "So...... sorryβ¦β¦β
As long as Mu Jing was not around, the young man who was too lazy to restrain his momentum looked at the foreigner who was more than a head taller than him with some impatience, "Get out." β
The foreigner hurriedly went to the side to report on the 'work' just now, but he didn't dare to say anything, but after sweating profusely, he took a small bag of things and ran away.
Yin Ze has been paying attention to Mu Jing's movements, and when he saw that the door was about to be opened, the impatience on his face was instantly withdrawn, and the whole person became much more well-behaved.
Mu Jing half-squinted his eyes, weakly dragged the Qingshan Sword to Yin Ze, fell directly into his arms, ignored his stiffness, and said: "Someone will take us to the sleeping place in a while, I may have to sleep, if you can't hold me, remember to carry me over, and you are not allowed to drag my hair away." β