Outside the tent, a large wooden table sits on the sand, where bloody raw meat is spread out in an orderly manner, and food of various colors and shapes is packed in containers around it.

Zong Zewei sat in the master's position, his family and servants sat down on both sides, and Zhao Hui was arranged in the nearest seat on the master's right.

His plate contained human food, as well as large chunks of fresh meat of excellent color.

"Young man, you just came to District 5, you should still be nostalgic for human food, this is specially prepared for you."

Zhao Hui was thinking, Zong Zewei should not be a deep patient of storm disease, or he used some means to suppress his bloodthirsty instinct, otherwise it would be impossible to be so calm and thoughtful in dealing with things. Seeing that the other party was so polite, he also responded, "Thank you!" ”

Zong Zewei stretched out his hand and took a piece of meat from the plate in front of him, raised it in the air, and said loudly: "Respect to our new clansmen!" ”

The attendants, like prisoners who had been pardoned, grabbed the meat directly from the table and waited for the master to eat the first bite before feasting on it. All the saliva has already flowed all over the ground, and I can't stand it for a few more seconds.

"Huh? I don't know what your name is! Zong Zewei really hasn't asked the young man's name until now.

Zhao Hui replied politely: "Zhao Hui, you can call me Xiao Zhao!" It's like introducing yourself to a client in a conference room at Leeho.

"To our new clan, Mr. Zhao Hui Zhao!" Zong Zewei said that he threw the whole piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it.

Everyone cares about Zhao Hui, they just care about grabbing something to eat.

Zhao Hui didn't want to eat meat in front of these people, even if he was impulsive, he had to endure it. Gracefully pick up a piece of bread and nod to the owner to express his gratitude, and eat slowly.

The people at the table had already torn the flesh and splashed it everywhere, and blood was pouring down. The bones that had been eaten were thrown aside at random, and the two gatekeepers tried to eat them, but they were helplessly bound by the chains and couldn't reach them, so they howled wildly there.

Zhao Hui was a little unsightly, but he couldn't dominate the crowd. Finally, the roar made Zong Zewei very irritable, and grabbed two pieces of meat from the table and threw them at them.

"If you are sick for more than fifty years, you will ......be like them, just like that," Zong Zewei was talking about the two clansmen at the door who no longer had human figures.

Zhao Hui couldn't help but tremble, what would he be like in twenty years? Even if Chen Nannan is rescued, if it becomes like this in twenty years, it is better to die now.

In the blink of an eye, the food on the table had been almost wiped out, and everyone was even more reluctant to lick their fingers and the remaining shreds of flesh on their bodies.

Zong Zewei said to Zhao Hui very politely: "Rest early after eating, everything has been arranged for you!" ”

"Thank you!"

"Someone will take care of you, good dreams!" Zong Zewei stood up and stretched out and got into the tent, and the others dispersed with him.

At this time, two young female storm people came over and stood aside, and it was obvious that this was the person Zong Zewei said was going to take care of him.

Zhao Hui looked up at the sky, and the night sky looked particularly empty under the bright moonlight. The two young women behind him looked very much like Chen Nannan, with that expression and that figure. I don't know where she is at this time, what kind of torture she is under, or even whether she is still alive.

And what Zhao Hui can do at this time is nothing more than torment.

"Take me to my accommodation."

The two women nodded, and escorted Zhao Hui to the smaller tent not far away. It is only 200 meters away from Zong Zewei's central tent, which is about where he usually entertains guests.

"Is there a place to wash?" Zhao Hui felt uncomfortable.

The women shook their heads and did not speak.

Zhao Hui was very helpless, if the dust on his body could be washed away, he would naturally be much more comfortable to sleep at night. But the conditions here do not allow it, so you can only settle for it, and you can't ask for too much.

In addition to the beds, there are small tables and stools in the tent. A kettle was about the only metal appliance in it, and it seemed to be very old.

The recent long journey has almost exhausted Zhao Hui's physical strength, and since there is no possibility of washing, he will go directly to bed. He wouldn't worry that Zong Zewei would come to steal tantalum coins, and he could fully conclude this from the other party's tone. What the guy wants is all the tantalum coins, not just the few in front of him.

"Go get busy, I'm going to sleep!"

The two women still shook their heads stupidly, and they didn't mean to quit, but their faces showed a kind of panic and embarrassment.

Zhao Hui instantly understood that the servants had to do what Zong Zewei had arranged, otherwise there would definitely be no good fruit to eat. But if the two of them were standing here, how could they sleep in peace?

The key is that these two women have never spoken and can't communicate, and they are afraid that they can't understand what they mean when they want to express themselves, so they always blindly shake their heads or nod.

"Give me a good rest, I still have a lot to do tomorrow. I'm leaving tomorrow, and no one will know what you're doing here tonight, understand? ”

But the response he received was still two women shaking their heads stupidly.

"If you don't listen to me, I'll go to the chief tomorrow morning and complain, understand?"

Hearing Zhao Hui say this, the temperament of the two changed instantly. One became terrified, the other furious, fully aware of the other's threats and perceived danger. was arranged by the host to serve Zhao Hui, if the guests are not happy, then the consequences of tomorrow can be imagined.

"Please don't do this, we can't disobey the leader's orders," the manic woman finally spoke.

Zhao Hui smiled, shook his head and said, "I thought you couldn't speak!" It turned out to be all pretended. ”

The woman smiled wryly, "We don't have the right to speak, and we don't need to say anything. ”

"So what?" Zhao Hui wanted to know what strange rules there were in the world of the Storm Clan.

The other woman was visibly frightened and still shivering. He even looked at his companion with a begging gaze, as if to remind him not to risk speaking, otherwise he might be killed.

Zhao Hui looked to the left and then to the right, one wanted to say something and the other didn't dare to say anything. But he still likes to get more information from them, "So be it! How about we have a casual chat, you can stay. ”

The two women glanced at each other, both asking for each other's opinions. As long as they don't get kicked out, they don't be seen by the outside eyeliner, and it's safe to stay and do whatever they do, the two nodded gratefully.

Zhao Hui sat down first, then knocked on the table and motioned for the two women to come and sit down as well.

The timid was always timid, and after watching the other sit down, the woman, who had been trembling, pulled the stool back and sat down far away. Keep an eye on the entrance to the tent for fear that someone will break in.

"Do you have a name?" Zhao Hui was afraid that the other party would not understand, so he explained: "My name is Zhao Hui, do you have a name like me that you can call?" ”