Li Xiaodun woke up from crying.

In a daze, he heard Wang Yuan say impatiently, "Oh! Why are you crying? Is this going to make people sleep?"

"Wang Yuan! Shut your stinky mouth!" Bi Wei roared in the dark.

"Little Dun, Little Dun?"

Yan Yufei's concern came again in his ears.

Li Xiaodun agreed vaguely and turned over and fell asleep again.

Wang Yuan was walking back to the dormitory. He thought to himself that Gu Jiao had just smiled at him. This was the first time Gu Jiao had such a good attitude towards him.

Suddenly, two big men wearing flying fish suits and hanging a Xiuchun sword on their waists suddenly emerged from the darkness.

The difference is that two people have black faces and the other has white faces.

"What are you doing?" Wang Yuanwei asked with a tremolo. But he was not afraid, but he had a little question: Who is still playing cosplay here so late?

"Your dog eyes are blind! You can't even tell what the uncle is doing! I am the Jinyiwei!" the man with a black face roared.

Puchi, Wang Yuan laughed out loud.

It’s really fun, and you can’t buy tickets when you enter the Forbidden City!

The next second Wang Yuan fell on his back and hit the road hard on the back of his head. He almost fainted due to the pain.

The white-faced Jinyiwei took back her feet wearing wooden boots and cursed: "Why are there anyone who is not afraid of death? How come you dare to laugh at your Jinyiwei's uncle!"

"Is it him?" asked the black-faced Jinyiwei.

"It's him! It's Wang Yuan, this dog thief!" The white-faced Jinyiwei nodded and said.

"Lock!" said the black-faced Jinyiwei.

With a stroke, an iron chain was thrown on Wang Yuan's body.

Wang Yuan still had the chance to run at this time, but his legs could not move as if they were trapped in the mud.

He was anxious and had no choice but to shout, but he couldn't shout it out, so he could only watch the two of them tied themselves up like rice dumplings with iron chains.

It seemed as if they hadn't walked for long, the two of them carried Wang Yuan into an alley.

As soon as the gate opened, two people walked into a courtyard without stopping. Then they walked into the closed dungeon.

Wang Yuan was dragged by two people and felt water under his feet just after walking a few steps.

Just then a pungent smell of blood came to my face.

It turns out that there is blood under the feet!

Wang Yuan was so scared that he trembled all over. He had already made the two people around him go to trouble and didn't know what to do today.

At this time, Wang Yuan's ears came again with the crackling sound of whips and the sound of begging for mercy.

"Say! Why did you frame the Emperor's Nine Thousand Years!"

"I was so worried about eating lard! The officials will never dare to do it again! Don't beat it again, the officials will never dare to do it again..."

Wang Yuan was both frightened and confused when he heard this.

But what he was most worried about was whether he would be beaten to pieces later.

Wang Yuan was dragged into a cell. There was only a bench inside, and the wall was surrounded by terrifying torture instruments.

"Caiser Governor, the prisoner Wang Yuan has been brought here!" The two Jinyiwei said in unison.

"knew."

A familiar voice came to Wang Yuan's ears. Then a familiar fat face floated on Wang Yuan's head.

"Big, big-faced cat?" Wang Yuan shouted in dismay.

The big-faced cat was the nickname that Wang Yuan gave to Li Xiaodun when he was joking.

"This life-and-death thing! He actually dares to insult the factory supervisor! He beat me hard!"

The fat face suddenly changed color and ordered.

"Yes!" the two Jinyiwei bowed and said.

Then the four fists fell on Wang Yuan like a big hammer in the blacksmith furnace like raindrops.

"I, I was wrong...yes, it's tom cat!"

Soon, Wang Yuan's voice was drowned in the mountain-like fist shadow.

In the short time of a cup of tea, Wang Yuan was already lying on the ground dyingly.

"Bah! You dare to insult the factory supervisor! You're so tired of living!"

The black-faced Jinyiwei spitted and cursed at Wang Yuan.

The fat face factory governor nodded and expressed his approval to the two Jinyiwei.

"This kid is lying on the ground and pretending to be dead. You two will use your strength later. First, give him a phoenix spreads its wings, and then a golden rooster nods!"

"Yes!" The two Jinyiwei bowed and agreed with their fists.

"I have already told Little Li to burn a piece of iron plate with firewood in the next cell. Later, you drag him over and strip him naked and let him dance a big floor dance on the iron plate!"

When he said this, the fat-faced factory manager had a ferocious face.

When Wang Yuan, who was covered in bruises, was once again dragged to the Fat Face Factory Supervisor, and before he could speak, Wang Yuan said weakly: "I, I will never dare to frame Nine Thousand Years anymore. Sir, let the life of the Lord, please spare the life of the Lord?"

The fat-faced factory supervisor was stunned when he heard Wang Yuan's words. After a long time, he smiled again and said, "What nine thousand years old? I just want to know how much money you owe Li Xiaoduan and Grand Master Li! When will you go back!"

Wang Yuan stared blankly at the tom cat's ferocious fat face and was stunned.

Unfortunately, he is not a jim mouse who can drill holes and escape.

"Tell me quickly! Do you still want to dance the big floor dance?" The white-faced Jinyiwei shouted from the side.

Wang Yuan was so scared that he trembled all over.

In the following time, the fat-faced factory governor sat down and Wang Yuan to calculate how much money Mr. Li had borrowed from him since his first year of college but he had not paid it back.

Finally, Wang Yuan endured the huge pain all over his body, and under the coercion and temptation of the two Jinyiwei, he trembled and wrote in a document that Wang Yuan owed Li Xiaoduan and Grand Master Li Xiaoduan, totaling RMB 4,200. Then he signed and stamped.

Because it was Saturday, Li Xiaodun slept until eight o'clock.

Biwei has gone out to send advertisements.

Yan Yufei did not go to the study room for the first time but stayed in the dormitory.

"Xiao Dun, I bought you steamed dumplings and soy milk in the second canteen. Let's eat it."

Yan Yufei brought the rice bowl to Li Xiaodun and said.

When Wang Yuan, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly when he heard something food was available.

"Any food? I'll share half of it!"

As he said that, Wang Yuan wanted to get up to wear clothes, and then he screamed and lay down again.

Only then did Wang Yuan feel a huge pain all over his body. He remembered the nightmare he had last night.

Since it is a dream, it is fake. But why does it hurt so much?

Wang Yuan was so happy that his face was thrusting.

When Wang Yuan trembled and put on his clothes and got out of bed, Li Xiaodun had eaten up all the steamed dumplings.

Li Xiaodun raised the rice bowl and smiled at Wang Yuan, "There is still a mouthful of soy milk left, do you want it?"

Seeing Li Xiaodun's fat face, Wang Yuan was so scared that he shivered.

It's a dream! It's not true! The debt of 4,200 yuan is not true.

Wang Yuan kept persuading himself in his heart.

Today, Gu Jiao was going to climb the Great Wall with a few classmates, and Wang Yuan also wanted to take the opportunity to follow him. So he washed up and said hello to Li Xiaodun and Yan Yufei and hurried out.

Li Xiaodun said that he wanted to deliver the cardboard box sent by his grandfather to his relatives' home in Pingcheng.
Chapter completed!