In the end, Wang Xinyu and others left with shock.

The students thought that they were in Chaohui City, killing the enemy and defending the country, which had already demonstrated the indomitable character and will of Yunmeng people, and had done everything that teenagers in the new era should do.

But compared with Lin Beichen, it is really far behind.

Even Wang Xinyu, who is the most famous, fell into deep thought and silence on the way back.

When they entered the city, they parted ways and said goodbye.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Mi Ruyan, who has always been quiet, suddenly said loudly behind everyone's back.

The students looked back in surprise at the boy with long pale yellow hair.

Mi Ruyan waved her pink and delicate fist and said, "We also have to work hard." ”

The boys and girls all walked back, palms folded together.

"Effort. ”

The crisp shouts, under the illumination of the last rays of the sunset on the horizon, echoed under the city gate like colliding pearls.

......

......

That night, the clouds were bleak.

For the first time, Yunmeng Camp felt the war atmosphere of Zhaohui City.

The Sea Clan launched a total of four attacks during the night.

The war drums and shouts of slaughter on the first wall also continued four times.

Lin Beichen, who was awakened from a sweet dream, was so angry that he almost released his wings and flew to the city, took out the Type 69 rocket launcher, and fucked it.

Early morning.

Three poles on the sun.

Lin Beichen yawned and walked out of the luxurious tent.

Puff puff puff!

Five or six young people in tattered clothes were thrown in front of Lin Beichen by Gong Gong and others.

"Young master, these dogs entered the camp last night to steal things, and they were caught by the patrolling brothers. ”

Gong Gongdao.

"Spare ......"

"Your nobleman, spare your life, we're just hungry......"

"There is an eighteen-year-old mother on the villain, and an eighty-year-old child below......"

Several young people, with strange accents, looking yellow and thin, and malnourished, knelt in front of Lin Beichen, kowtowing vigorously, trembling with fright.

At first glance, it is the surrounding refugees.

Lin Beichen touched his chin.

"One person gave them a [Beichen pill], and after eating it, they went to work, behaved well, and let them go back in the evening. ”

Lin Beichen Road.

"No, spare your life. ”

"Noble, it's an eighty-year-old mother, an eight-year-old child, I said the wrong ......"

"No, I don't eat poison!"

Several young people panicked, and they didn't know what the legendary [Beichen Pill] was, but when they heard the name, it was very terrifying, and the civilians struggled and wailed.

But how can you beat Gong Gong, a robot?

On the spot, he was dragged down by the people of the urban management team, like an eagle catching a chicken.

A long cry of terror could be heard far away from the camp.

This made some of the homeless people hiding in the distance outside the Yunmeng camp change color and were terrified.

......

Outside the camp.

"Brother Shan, what's the matter? The two dogs are mostly fierce and unlucky. ”

"yes, let's rush in and save people. ”

"Chong, do you want to rush with your head? In the Yunmeng camp, there are real martial arts masters, and we are not enough to tie them together. ”

"It's so angry, these Yunmeng people, neatly dressed, all of them are big fat sheep, but unfortunately we can only watch and can't eat, it's really anxious. ”

"Why don't we wait a few more days, and wait until the warriors in the camp have left for the third city, and then we can do it?"

"Yes, it is impossible for martial arts masters to stay in this second city where birds don't all the time, wait for the recruiters to come, hehe, sooner or later they will be recruited by those rich and powerful people. ”

A group of ragged but fierce-looking refugees, hiding behind a mound outside the camp, gritted their teeth and discussed.

There are quite a few refugee groups like this.

......

At noon, outside the Yunmeng camp, it suddenly became lively.

Lin Beichen was writing and drawing in his tent, thinking about the construction drawings of the future Third Junior College, but he was attracted by the noise outside.

"Who's making noise outside?"

He asked with a look of displeasure.

I'm confused with the noise, I forgot how to pretend to be forced, and if I go on like this, I'll be scolded for irrigating again, right?

"Young master, it's someone from the third district who has come to recruit workers. ”

Qianqian went out to look at it for a while, and came in to report.

"Recruitment?"

Lin Beichen's eyes lit up: "Let's go, go out and have a look." ”

When he came to the gate of the camp, he saw a small assembly, which had already taken shape, and hundreds of recruitment teams from the third district were in full swing to set up stalls to recruit people.

"The lightning transport team, recruiting twenty workers, requires young and strong, and those who cultivate Xuan Qi are the best, and the work content is to carry wartime materials, one silver coin a day, three steamed buns, and ...... per day."

"The Flying Bull S.H.I.E.L.D., recruiting fifty workers, requires a warrior realm master, one gold coin per month, food and housing, three days off a month, and the work content is to provide security services to the nobles in the third and fourth urban districts, and the danger is low......"

"Firefly death squad, the number of recruits is unlimited, no requirements, the work content is extremely dangerous, you can get a gold coin and ten catties of rice if you sign up, if you don't have a skill, and you want to support your family, don't miss ......"

"Feng's Garment Factory, recruiting 30 female workers, requiring outstanding female celebrities, age 14 to 40, 10 gold coins per month, food and housing, and three days off per month......"

"Drunken Flower Building, the acquisition of ten young girls, requires a well-proportioned body, fair skin, delicate facial features, negotiable price, and those with junior college learning experience are preferred......"

"In Grandpa Lu's mansion, four maids are ......"

"Xuanwen Association recruits 10 cleaners......"

"The Errand Association recruits 20 errand runners who are stretching their hands and stretching their hands, and those who are cultivators of the Wind Department Xuanqi are preferred......"

"Senior Xuanwen Master recruits an apprentice ......"

There are all kinds of booths, the recruitment requirements are clearly written, and there are guys with loud voices, who are shouting loudly to attract people to sign up.

Lin Beichen stood in front of the booth of the 'Drunken Flower Building', his eyes narrowed.

"Yo, this son, are you here to sell people?"

A middle-aged man with a goatee looked at the beautiful maid Qianqian beside Lin Beichen, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but secretly admire, superb.

The skin is white and the chest is large, the waist is tied to the legs is long, and the face is pure and exquisite.

Such a girl, let alone in the Zuichun Building, even in the Four Ming Pavilions in the third city, can compete for the top brand.

He subconsciously regarded Lin Beichen as a down-and-out boy who came to sell his maids.

He has seen a lot of such people.

In the past, he may be regarded as the number one person in the local area, but after experiencing the poison of war, he traveled a long distance to the city of Chaohui, and the money in his hands was spent, and he had no ability to make money, so he was pampered and couldn't survive, so he had to sell things and sell people, and the valuable things on his body, the maids and servants around him, all sold out, and finally had to starve to death.

Of course, the goatee's gaze returned to Lin Beichen's body, and the more he looked at it, the more surprised he became.

Don't say it.

This little white face is also surprisingly handsome.

is not only handsome, but also has an excellent temperament.

There are not many beautiful men who are so rare in the big city of Chaohui. If you buy him too, train him a little, and give it to those nobles who have special habits...... Tut-tut, blood earns.

As soon as he thought of this, the smile on the goatee's face became even brighter.

"This son, don't be embarrassed, the world is difficult, everyone has a time when life is compelled, as long as you can be ruthless, the strong man breaks his wrist, there will be a comeback, and other things are precious, hehe......"

Speaking of this, the goatee glanced at Qianqian again, and said with a smile: "Compared to being alive, what can it be counted?"

Lin Beichen glanced at the signboard on the stall, and his face became more and more ugly.

Goatee thought that this noble boy was because he couldn't pull his face, and smiled at the moment: "This son, in fact, you don't have to be so embarrassed, woman, isn't that what it is, hehe, you sell her to us, in fact, it is equivalent to saving her, after all, in Zuihualou, she can be fed and clothed, if you follow your side......"

Syllable!

The slap was loud.

Qianqian finally couldn't help it, raised her hand and gave the goatee a slap.

It's infuriating.

How dare you say such a thing in front of the young master?

How dare you instigate the young master to sell himself?

Is it tolerable or intolerable?

Even if Qianqian had a good temper, she still couldn't hold back after all.

And the goatee, who was slapped in the face, was also stunned all of a sudden.

Unexpectedly...... How dare you hit me?

This little slut.

There was immediately a flash of anger in his eyes.

And a hardcover man lying on a recliner behind the stall who was pretending to sleep, at this moment, also slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of violence appeared on his face.

"Come on, grab this little slut for me. ”

The goatee couldn't help it.

How dare a damn refugee maid beat herself?

It's good, this slap was slapped, and you don't have to give the money to buy it.

Little slut, turn back and get it slowly.

"And this little white face, I was caught together. ”

The goatee said viciously.

The sturdy man on the recliner stood up slowly, he was wearing a sweatshirt in the winter, and he was holding a puff fan in his hand, and he kept fanning it, as if it was too hot.

His gaze was like a vicious wolf who chose people and loved them, and there were a lot of them on Lin Beichen and Qianqian, especially when they fell on Qianqian, flashing with undisguised cruelty and obscenity.

"The new refugees, I really don't know the situation......"

The strong man waved his hand and said, "Listen to the shopkeeper, grab them." ”

The other four samurai, dressed in black suits, pounced.

The people in the stalls next to him couldn't help but show a look of schadenfreude.

Zuichunlou's power in the third city is not small, there is a noble man behind him, and he acts rudely and directly, not to mention these refugees, even if it is a lot of forces in the third city, they dare not speak out.

This little white face provoked Drunken Chunlou, and it was really eight lifetimes of blood mold.

But the next moment—

Bang Bang Bang!

Four loud slaps.

The four samurai who rushed over were all slapped back by Qianqian.

"Huh?"

A hint of joy flashed in the eyes of the strong man: "The cultivation is not weak, haha, very good, such a female slave, the price is higher, haha, I didn't expect to be lucky today, I actually met such a superb stunner, haha!"

He looked very happy and strode forward.

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Today is 3 more.

There are 2 more. Friendly recommendation [Lord of the Town], a new book, read the first two chapters, it's very interesting.