What's the meaning?

Xiaolongnu looked confused.

The Sun Family in Longcheng, of course, Xiaolongnu knew where his grandfather was in the Sun Family. Even if he went, he would go to find his grandfather. Why did he go to find a girl named Alice?

"You know I have a girlfriend, and her name is Alice." Huang Jie continued: "Although she is a few years older than me, I like her very much, and I told her that when I finish my work, I will go back to marry her."

As I listened, Xiaolongnu's heart gradually sinks.

"...But now, I have promised to marry you, so I hope you two can meet earlier and live together smoothly in the future... By the way, I haven't asked you yet, do you mind marrying me with someone else?"

Xiaolongnu's face turned red suddenly, and she did not answer the question directly. Instead, she asked: "What about her... Sister Alice, does she mind?"

Huang Jie shook his head and said she wouldn't mind, no matter how many I marry outside, she wouldn't mind. But I think two are enough, and there really can't be more.

Huang Jie did not lie. Alice grew up in the Sun family. She saw and heard things from the Sun family in her eyes, and accepted the way of thinking of the big family. So she never thought it would be a big deal for a man to marry a few more wives.

Xiaolongnu's face turned redder and she spoke like a mosquito. "Sister Alice doesn't mind, of course I won't mind..."

She did not lie. Although her family had fallen into decline, her childhood memories and growth experiences were also exposed to the nobles and families of the upper class. It was normal for men to marry more concubines in her opinion.

——Sometimes it has to be said that the law stipulates monogamy to protect the interests of men. Just imagine, if there is no such regulation, the rich and handsome men can marry three or four houses casually. Wouldn’t those male losers have no way to survive?

Huang Jie breathed a sigh of relief and said that's fine, I'll call the people from the guard department to come.

Xiaolongnu was lying on the bed, her face was as hot as she could. She couldn't help but close her eyes, but her heart had already flown to the Sun's house in Longcheng, far away in Shanxi...

At the door of the ward, we heard the conversation between the two clearly.

Zheng Wu sighed: "Sure enough, I am the only one good man left. The good man is me, and I am Zheng Wu."

The monkey poked me in the arm and said, "Did you see it? Learn from Huang Jie, and see how promising you are!

I shook my head slightly.

Wang Yao is different from them...

However, I really admire Huang Jie. No matter whether he likes Xiaolongnu or not, at least he will do whatever he says, and spit on one's own mouthful. And I... Actually, I have encountered similar things. I promised that Shangguan Ting would protect her forever, promised that Mo Xiaohua would be with her, and promised that the old nun would take care of Zhao Caiying for the rest of her life...

I did not do any of these things.

Although it was a must-have at that time, these girls did not threaten me with these promises afterwards. I simply pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending that these things did not exist, and in the end, it was not as open-minded as Huang Jie.

After a while, someone from the guard department came and asked in detail about the whole story yesterday.

The flying fox kidnapped first and wanted to kill people first. We did not have any problems in order to save people and defend ourselves, so we did not have to be punished. So far, we have killed six students in the Tianzi Class and one instructor in the Dizi Class, which is a major loss to the country.

But Hong Weiguo did not mean to blame us, because in his opinion, if some guys are morally corrupt, no matter how strong they are, they will harm the country and the people after they go out. It is better to die early.

——Seven years ago, when he joined forces with Wang Mazi to kill the 12th Young Master of the Tianban, Hong Weiguo always had this idea. However, as the battalion commander, he still had to do his skills on the surface, so he pretended to criticize us a few words.

But after this incident, we became popular again. After all, the students killed the instructors was something that had never happened in the history of the No. 11 Training Camp.

We have been in the No. 11 training camp for almost a year, and it seems that we have broken many records, some of which make us proud, and some of which make us feel ashamed. But no matter what, we have become popular, not only in the Kung Fu Department, but also in other departments.

There is a person named "Playing the Qin" in the Writers Department who came to the door and said that he was very interested in our deeds and wanted to write our stories into novels and post them online, which would definitely become popular.

The person who plays the piano is a standard otaku. Although he has a little talent in writing, he was called to the No. 11 training camp. However, five years later, he is still playing soy sauce in the Kun class, which is really unbearable to look at him.

Seeing that he was pitiful, we took turns telling him our stories. Sometimes we told him all night and night, telling him every bit of the past six years. When we heard it excitedly, he would even clap his hands, slap the table, and shout that it was too satisfying. Almost all the acne on his face was about to burst out. He was such a naughty who had never seen the world.

Five days later, the piano player who had discovered enough stories from us finally left. Before leaving, he promised to compile our story into a novel and become popular on the Internet. Let's wait for a big hit.

Bah, who believes it? Those who are writers really like to imagine.

These days, we have been raising our energy, recuperating our injuries, and practicing our skills without injuries. Ma Jie said goodbye to us and left, saying that we would wait for us in Longcheng. Before leaving, he encouraged us, saying that we would definitely graduate smoothly.

"Come on, believe in yourself!" Ma Jie clenched his fists at us.

...Fuck, your wings are so hard.

After the new month started, we, Nangong Lie and his group went to the group and took over the task of Ye Xingtian.

Ye Xingtian is the evil person who Zhou Ming has always wanted to kill but cannot kill him.

Bo Feng didn't force him again this time, and he believed that we could definitely kill that guy.

The four of us, plus Nangong Lie and Zhao Caiying, were enough to form the strongest team in the history of the No. 11 training camp. Even in the era of Hong Weiguo and Wang Mazi, there was no such a dream team. Unfortunately, we have limited abilities and cannot recruit more talents. After all, it takes the boss's energy to get a breath-raising pill. How can we divide it?

It is really rare for a team like us who gather together not only for the sake of gas-enhancing pills.

One morning, we rode a camel to the Wanbeast Garden.

The cold wind was like a knife, we got off the camel and submitted the mission card to the guard at the door. The guard was surprised to find out that we had formed a team, and then laughed: "Haha, there's a good show!"

We came to the prefabricated house where Class B criminals were imprisoned. A group of nine people walked in with lights. The cage was quiet, and from time to time, some trembling and trembling sounds sounded. In their opinion, we were no different from the death-seeking demon.

Everyone tried their best to retreat, praying that we would not come to them.

Only Feng Mantang was very calm. When we passed by, he even greeted us, and the other prisoners envied him.

Finally, we stopped in front of a cage.

The monkey flipped through the sign above, which said Wang Yimu.

Yes, Wang Yimu is not the night sky.

Because we still have three opportunities to do tasks this month, one is used to kill Ye Xingtian, and one is used to kill the A-level criminal that Ye Weiyang asked us, and another is, wouldn’t it be wasted? So we received another task of an intermediate B-level criminal and could get four nourishing pills.

Give it to Zhao Caiying.

Zhao Caiying followed us for so long, and she had both contributions and hard work. In order to help us earn Qi Pipes, she helped us get twice with no compensation. Each time she was seriously injured. We felt very distressed when we saw it, and she took the initiative to give up Qi Pipes afterwards.

Now this is our last month at the 11th training camp. How can we do it if we don’t do something for her?

The monkey swiped the card, the cage door opened, and nine of us walked in.

Wang Yimu had already started to curse: "Are you crazy? You are already at such a high level, and you still have nothing to do with taking nourishing pills?!"

We were too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and each used his own tricks to deal with him as quickly as possible. No one was injured. After several days of drilling, the cooperation between us had reached a very tacit understanding.

After Wang Yimu fell to the ground, we walked out of the cell and continued to walk forward.

After a while, we stopped again. The group of ironies was bloody.

The monkey used an electric light to shake the wooden sign on the cage, and the three words "Night Walking Sky" were clearly stated.

That's right, it was him, the evil offender who made Zhou Ming grit his teeth.

The monkey lifted the light and shone it into the cage, but the scene inside made us creepy.

A ragged guy was holding a big foot and gnawing. The foot was raw, pitch black, like a piece of charcoal. He was gnawing blood, and the meat was splashed, and the white bones inside were clearly visible.

I have to say that many people with strong strength have some quirks, some like to eat glass, some like to eat iron nails, and even those who like to eat dog shit - compared to this, it seems that it is not that strange for those who like to eat raw meat.

When we were primitive people tens of millions of years ago, weren’t we the same eating raw meat and drinking blood?

Including Feng Mantang last time, after killing Luo Xi and others, didn’t he also chew their meat in big mouthfuls?

In our opinion, eating meat is not scary, what is scary is eating your own meat.

Yes, the big foot that Ye Xingtian nibbled was his own big foot. He sat on the ground, holding his left foot, gnawing with big mouthfuls, and eating with relish, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

Zhao Caiying couldn't help it again, and turned around and started vomiting.

We also frowned. This is obviously another lunatic. Why are there always so many lunatics in this world?

Ye Xingtian suddenly stopped gnawing on his feet, but instead looked at us and laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the cage. After laughing for a while, Ye Xingtian said slowly: "Do you know how miserable Zhou Ming's wife died?"
Chapter completed!