Chapter 111: Bitterness and hatred press the golden thread every year

Sun Hai and Mr. Lei went to a claypot restaurant outside the hotel, the door of the store is very small, it can even be said to be a little inconspicuous, the tables and chairs are not very clean, but there are many guests. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Mr. Lei ordered barbecued pork claypot rice, Sun Hai ordered sausage claypot rice, and then a glass of orange juice for each person.

It was a very simple meal, Mr. Lei ate it naturally, and Sun Hai at least seemed to eat it naturally.

After eating, Mr. Lei and Sun Hai walked to the hotel one after the other.

Sun Hai couldn't help it, and deliberately sighed in the back, and Mr. Lei didn't pretend not to hear, but stopped.

But when he stopped, Mr. Lei didn't speak, he didn't speak, and Sun Hai didn't know how to speak, because what he wanted to say, in fact, it didn't need to be said, Mr. Lei must be clear, and this matter was difficult to solve with verbal communication, but he really didn't have any conditions and things to be able to exchange anything with Mr. Lei.

embarrassed

It's a bit embarrassing.

After a while, seeing that Sun Hai didn't speak, Mr. Lei began to walk towards the hotel again.

"Mr. Ray. Sun Hai said.

"What's the matter. ā€

"I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes. ā€

"Go ahead. ā€

After a short exchange and a decisive separation, Mr. Lei continued to walk towards the hotel, while Sun Hai turned into a small store next door.

Bought a pack of cigarettes, took out a bite in his mouth, lit it, and took several puffs, as the cigarette was spit out, Sun Hai felt that the depression in his heart seemed to have been resolved a lot, of course, Sun Hai himself knew that this was just an illusion of his own, what he dreamed of was already in front of him, but he couldn't get it, this feeling was the most torturous, and it was the most maddening.

"Hiss......"

At this time, a voice appeared from behind Sun Hai, Sun Hai turned around and saw a black man standing behind him, the man was wearing a pleated suit, looking very embarrassed, the black people here at least looked quite trendy, most of them were the more popular Xiao Ah Fei costumes in the past.

It's just that the one in front of him looks like a miserable one, of course, among the blacks who are illegally staying in Guangzhou, the ones who are mixed well are indeed a minority of the minority.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun Hai obviously knew him, because he was the only Western listener invited by the forum, "I was still wondering why I didn't see you when I entered the door before." ā€

Mombis walked quickly in front of Sun Hai, grabbed Sun Hai's collar with both hands, and the two of them quickly retreated until they retreated to the alley on one side.

"There's something to say. Sun Hai let Mombis carry himself against the wall, he didn't resist, because he had the confidence not to resist, with his current strength accumulation, there are very few veterans who can beat themselves, and even qualified to be their opponents.

"Damn, did you invite me over to fool me?"

He's embarrassed now, nonsense, can he not be embarrassed, but he stayed in the trash can for the second half of the night, and his whole body was frozen and thrown there, and the physical damage can be ignored first, the key is the inner torture.

The thought of how much he had to say to a high-ranking audience speaker about the pride and prejudice that he wanted to save him sent chills down his back, the kind of cold that went deep into his bones.

Because among the listeners, there are not a few short-tempered and weird, even if the senior listeners kill themselves, that is, they will bear the punishment of increasing the difficulty of the task in the next story world, others are not afraid to kill themselves, and at that time, the other party was just running, talking about causing trouble, or themselves first, the other party shot at themselves, even if they were killers, they could also speak reasonably, as long as they spoke reasonably, the radio would not care!

"Membis, what happened to you?" Sun Hai frowned, he could tell that Membis seemed to have suffered some kind of accident, which caused his mental state to be very abnormal.

"Are you embarrassed to ask me?" Membisi almost pointed his finger at Sun Hai's face, "What did you say when you invited me over? This is an event that only veterans can participate in, but damn it, I actually met a senior audience member here, don't tell me it's just a coincidence, the other party just happens to live around here!"

"Advanced listeners?"

Hearing this, Sun Hai finally guessed roughly what was going on, and Membis met a high-ranking audience member and was lectured by others.

"Did you meet Mr. Lei?" asked Sun Hai.

"Mr. Ray?" said Monbis, "a young man in a black tracksuit, very young. ā€

"Then it's not Mr. Ray, but it's certain that there are no high-level listeners living in this neighborhood, you must be mistaken. Sun Hai said firmly.

"Fuck, am I mistaken? That senior listener is running around this hotel at night, and you said it has nothing to do with your forum, is it possible?"

Seeing that Membis was still entangled here, Sun Hai's patience, which was not in a very good mood, finally ran out, and a low cry came out of his throat, and for a while, the wind was gusting around, and the ghost cried wolf.

Mombis's mouth grown, and he subconsciously spread his hand and took a few steps back, just now, he suddenly felt so small in front of Sun Hai.

"You ............"

No matter how stupid Membis was, just now, he would be able to appreciate Sun Hai's true strength.

"It's only a matter of time before I'm promoted to a senior listener. Sun Hai said while arranging his collar, he actually said in the WeChat group before, although he has not yet become a senior listener, but he has already put his mentality in the position of a senior listener, and even the average senior is really a little disdainful.

Monbis leaned against the wall on the other side and reached out and touched his forehead, which was hairless and bare.

"Is that because I'm unlucky?" said Membis, a little dismayed.

This is the reality, the reality of the audience, before Sun Hai let Membis pull his collar and press it on the wall to explain, Membis didn't listen, but now when Sun Hai showed his true strength, Membis confessed, this is not to show the inferiority of black people, in fact, no matter which race of listeners in the East and West is in the face of absolute strength, it will be like this, of course, except for the mentally ill type.

"Perhaps, there really happened to be some high-ranking audience member nearby. Sun Hai could only think of this reason, "It's just that you're not very lucky, I have a senior listener here, but he is obviously not the sportswear young man you said in your mouth." ā€

"By the way, what did you just say?" Monbis had already dispelled the idea of asking Sun Hai for an explanation, and his thinking finally became clear, "You said that the event has begun? Didn't you mean this afternoon?"

"I don't know, I don't know, it was the senior audience who advanced the time, a few hours ago, the senior participants of this event had already entered, and now the door is closed, and I can't open the door without the permission of the senior audience. ā€

"What? Then what am I doing in China? just to come here and be repaired?" Mombis suddenly felt like crying without tears, the experience of this trip to China was really too bad and too bad.

"By the way, why can't you go in?" said to Membis, as if something suddenly came to mind, "You mean, the location of that node is already known?"

"Yes, I know, but there is a formation outside the node, and it is a formation arranged by a high-level audience. Sun Hai said.

"Then ......" Membith took a deep breath, then smiled, "It's not like I haven't tried to enter the formation arranged by the senior audience, as long as the senior audience array mage is not arranged according to the settings and requirements of dealing with the high-level audience of the same level, I am confident that I can pass through,

No, I can't come in vain this time!"

Sun Hai's eyes also lit up, and he grabbed Mengbisi's shoulders with both hands, "Can you really go in?"

"Take you, it's not much of a problem, although you will take some of the damage, but those injuries are nothing to you. A string of dark blue flames immediately rose from the back of Membis, his bloodline has the ability to travel through hell and the human world, and naturally has the ability to penetrate the formation, "We just need to pray that the formation mage is not so dedicated and really arranges a formation that is more than enough to deal with the high-level audience, otherwise we will only have a dead end after we enter." ā€

"No, he won't. Sun Hai smiled, very determined.

..................

After eating, Mr. Lei returned to his room, where he first boiled a pot of boiling water that was so hot that he was about to eat, and then made a pot of tea with his own teacup.

The water is the water in the hotel tap, and the tea is bulk tea bought in the supermarket, which is not good water or good tea, but Mr. Lei does not pay attention to and cares about this.

It's just that when he just took two sips of tea from the cup, the pen pinned to his clothes began to tremble at this time.

The formation, for the person who arranged the formation, said that it was a father-son relationship, it was a bit too much, but at least it was equivalent to one of his own eyes or an ear, what happened there, as a person who arranged the formation, most of them could sense it, and Mr. Lei's current position was really close to his formation.

It's all in one hotel building, how far can it be?

It's just that Mr. Lei didn't rush to stop it, and he didn't even pull his formation to make a stronger counterattack against the invaders, he just silently put down the teacup in his hand,

Said a sentence:

"I hate to press the gold thread every year. ā€

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PS: This sentence is from the Tang Dynasty poet Qin Taoyu's "Poor Girl", and the next sentence is: Make wedding clothes for others.

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