Chapter 37: Wang Bo's Request

This is a very ordinary looking house, the decoration is a little rough but very new, it seems that it has just been built not long ago, there is not much furniture in the house, it looks empty, more than a dozen men are resting in the house, Wang Bo is also among them.

Xia Fei's palms were a little sweaty, she didn't expect that there were so many people in the room, these people were all holding weapons in their hands, and even rifles, and seeing that the other party was not flustered at all, it was obvious that they had been prepared.

"You're so slow, you've kept me waiting for a long time." Wang Bo sneered, got up from the sofa, and the guards around him all aimed their guns in Xia Fei's direction: "I guessed that you would come over, Lu Yun's bitch really thought I couldn't find her." ”

With a wry smile, Xia Fei calmed down the panic in her heart, and the current situation seemed to be driven to a desperate situation.

"Where's Lu Yun?" Looking at Wang Bo, Xia Fei's face was a little calm, and it was strange that when she was really facing death, she was not so afraid.

Wang Bo's eyes swept around Xia Fei's body, a little vicious, but then he waved his hand and asked the guards beside him to put down their guns.

"You care about that bitch?" Unscrupulously glancing at Xia Fei, Wang Bo grinned, revealing a somewhat uncomfortable smile: "She was a little disobedient and was arrested by me." ”

Hearing this, Xia Fei's face was a little ugly, as if because of anger, the muzzle of the gun in his hand involuntarily raised slightly, aiming at Wang Bo's head.

"You want to kill me?" Sensing Xia Fei's movements, Wang Bo showed a hint of mockery in his eyes, slowly walked up to Xia Fei, grabbed her hands holding the gun, and put the pistol on his forehead: "Give you a chance, move your fingers, my little life, yours." ”

Xia Fei gritted her teeth and forcibly suppressed the idea of wanting to shoot in her heart, she knew that she couldn't kill Wang Bo, and if she did it herself, then she and Lu Yun would not be able to live.

"Why, don't you dare?" The mocking look on his face became heavier and heavier, Wang Bo broke Xia Fei's hands and threw the pistol aside: "In that case, how about we play a game?" ”

Some resigned themselves lowered their arms, and Xia Fei stood in place, waiting for Wang Bo to continue.

"I can not pursue your infiltration into the base, I can also release Lu Yun, and even create an identity for you in the base, but you have to help me do something."

"What's the matter?" Xia Fei's voice was a little low, and she didn't refuse.

Seeming to be very satisfied with Xia Fei's performance, Wang Bo showed an expression of control: "I will send you to a bar in the third area, what you have to do is to get more recommendation votes in a short period of time and become the top dancer in the bar, after it is done, I will release Lu Yun." ”

Xia Fei's body trembled slightly, and she resisted a little: "I can't dance." ”

"No, you will." Wang Bo clapped his hands, and a middle-aged strong man walked up, holding a pair of shackles in his hands: "With your appearance, it is very easy to become the number one." ”

Looking at the cold shackles in front of him, Xia Fei bit her lip, nodded helplessly, and let the strong man put the shackles on himself.

It seems that there is no other option.

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Outside the houses, the streets were cold, and there were no survivors in sight on the makeshift stone pavement, not even a single patrol.

The battle outside the city continues, all the troops of the base are put into the battlefield, and no one will come out to wander around at this time, everyone is worried about the future of the base.

Following Wang Bo, Xia Fei was wearing heavy shackles, surrounded by more than a dozen guards with guns, who surrounded Xia Fei in the middle like escorting prisoners.

From time to time, a pair of eyes would pop out of the surrounding buildings, and the eyes would be full of indifference, as if they were used to such things.

After walking for about ten minutes, the group came to the center of the base, and stopped in front of a two-story building with a 'bar' sign.

Wang Bo pushed open the door of the store and led everyone in.

The light in the bar was dim, there weren't many customers, only a few scantily clad women writhing on the dance floor, and the loud music was in the ears, which made people a little irritated.

Xia Fei also sighed a little at the soundproofing effect of this bar, and she didn't hear any sound before she came in.

seemed to know Wang Bo, the few guests in the bar said hello, and after Wang Bo responded one by one, he walked up the stairs from the side door through the familiar road.

Upstairs is a place similar to the rest area, the decoration is a little luxurious, Wang Bo did not stay in the hall for long, but took Xia Fei to the deepest room, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, a somewhat bald middle-aged man opened the door, and a smile appeared on his face after seeing Wang Bo: "When did my brother come back, I haven't received any news at all, I have been out for so long, but I am worried about death." ”

Ignoring the middle-aged man, Wang Bo pushed Xia Fei into the house and closed the door behind him with his backhand.

This is supposed to be the office of a bar, with luxurious furnishings, white carpets on the floor, and even a rather elaborate tea set on the desk.

For Wang Bo's character, the middle-aged man naturally knew very well, and he didn't care about his rudeness, but smiled and went to the side to turn out the tea leaves and brewed tea.

"Hey, don't mention it, when Lao Tzu came back, he happened to encounter a tide of corpses, and he almost gave his life outside." After entering the house, Wang Bo changed his previous nervousness outside, and casually kept himself in the soft sofa, extremely relaxed: "But it's okay, I have gained a lot from going out this time." ”

Xia Fei stood in the middle of the house, a little overwhelmed, as if the two had forgotten her, and no one paid attention to her.

The middle-aged man didn't reply, but concentrated on tinkering with tea, his round face covered with steaming smoke from the desk.

"Hey, old history, can you stop messing with your broken tea, come and see what good goods I have brought you." Lighting a cigarette casually, Wang Bo flicked the ash on the woolen carpet in the room.

The black ash was a little dazzling on the white stall, and Xia Fei's heart moved slightly, and she wrote down the name of the middle-aged man.

"Wait, it's almost there." With a perfunctory remark, Lao Shi poured out the tea in the teapot, and the precious water source flowed down the tea tray into the trash can.

After doing all this, Lao Shi exhaled a heavy breath and refilled a pot of water, revealing a sense of relief as if some kind of ritual had been completed.

Then, Lao Shi poured two cups of tea and came over with tea, and even Xia Fei was given a cup.