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Chapter 360 Long live the devil

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    Returning from the 900th Floor Text Volume Chapter 360 Long live the devil, the group of people soon came to the "big city".

    The so-called big city is really just a bigger city.

    The actual degree of dilapidation is no different from that of the village.

    Only in the center of the city is a big stone house, which looks a bit ostentatious.

    Wang Wen led the crowd to the road in front of the stone house.

    According to the woman, this should be the only residence of a high official in the city.

    It seems to be a prince who has been demoted.

    Do not go out on weekdays.

    The guards are heavily guarded and no one dares to approach.

    The refugees who caused the famine wanted to rob, but were killed by the soldiers in the big house with arrows and crossbows.

    Over time, no one dared to think about this house anymore.

    Wang Wen looked at the weapons exposed in the high wall hole of the house in front of him, and nodded.

    Zhu Xingguo next to him saw Master's wink and stepped forward to knock on the door.

    Immediately, long arrows and short crossbows flew straight towards him.

    Zhu Xingguo took out a heavy-duty alloy anti-theft door that was dismantled from nowhere and only used in an expensive vault, and put it on his head.

    All kinds of arrows hit the door, even the door skin could not be broken, and it was broken in the middle.

    The soldiers shooting arrows on the wall were all dumbfounded.

    One by one they croaked.

    The villagers who "followed Lord Devil" in the rear croaked excitedly when they saw the master's extraordinary moves.

    The cries of the two sides one after another attracted many people who still had the strength to walk around in the city to watch the excitement.

    Sure enough, it is instinct for human beings to watch the excitement.

    Even if you are starving to death, you can't change it.

    Zhu Xingguo walked to the front of the room with the heavy anti-theft door against the sound of croaking, and knocked on the door politely.

    I thought no one would answer.

    However, a thick baritone voice sounded from inside: "Who is here? What is the matter?"

    Zhu Xingguo looked back at Wang Wen.

    With a loud voice, he shouted to the door: "My master wants to consult with your manager!"

    Baritone: "My lord is unwell, please don't see any visitors! Please go back."

    "Hi!" Zhu Xingguo was about to knock on the door as soon as he got angry.

    Wang Wen's voice came from behind: "It's okay, they will come out by themselves, let's do ours first."

    Zhu Xingguo kicked the door bitterly.

    Turn around and walk back to Wang Min.

    Wang Wen looked around.

    Roughly counted the number of people who gathered around to watch the fun.

    Say to the woman: "You are in charge of the overall situation, let the villagers divide into groups, roughly ten people into a group, everyone bury the pot to cook, and give porridge to the refugees in the whole city!"

    The villagers who heard this were stunned.

    It was even more shocking than the onlookers.

    They really couldn't figure out how could there be such a "devil" in the world?

    Giving food with great fanfare just to collect servants?

    Not to mention that porridge was cooked on the spot and distributed, even if each person only distributed a handful of rotten vegetable leaves, there would be a lot of people crying and shouting to be servants!

    Is it still a "devil" to achieve this level?

    Wouldn't it be a little dereliction of duty to be a "devil"?

    The villagers couldn't figure it out.

    The woman was very calm.

    She was already overwhelmed.

    Now the mind is very simple, as long as there is food to eat, no matter what Lord "Devil" wants to do, he will listen to the rebellion!

    She quickly got to work.

    Carefully select those who can cook from the villagers and separate them.

    The rest are grouped evenly according to their strength and with "cook" as the core.

    Some people are responsible for setting up pots and burning fires, while others are responsible for maintaining order.

    Some people chop firewood to get ingredients, while others pour water to cook meat porridge.

    The division of labor is clear and the combination is reasonable.

    Wang Wen was very satisfied, and casually gave a "jelly bean" to the little black boy at his feet

    With the team's current resource reserves, this kind of common item on the 150th floor is really like jelly beans, and no one has eaten it for a long time.

    After leaving records with Zhu Xingguo, he didn't copy much. Wang Wen took a few pills with him for fun.

    Now he is satisfied with the woman's performance, and rewarding the child casually is also a satisfactory move.

    The child licked it curiously.

    After all, it was Wang Wen who used it as a "jelly bean" to eat.

    The taste is still?? Not bad.

    He pushed the pill into his mouth with a wide smile and bit it tightly.

    The elixir broke open in the child's mouth like chocolate beans, and slowly turned into a sweet juice that flowed down the throat.

    The child suddenly felt that the pain in the joints of the hands and feet that were still in pain had eased a lot.

    He stood up tremblingly.

    Crooked his head and twisted his buttocks.

    Seems to have returned to the good times in memory when there was no pain in the body and no hunger in the stomach.

    The woman who was busy directing the villagers in the distance saw this scene.

    Can't help but wipe away tears.

    Then work harder.

    The onlookers didn't know what happened at first.

    Until I saw Zhu Xingguo taking out food in piles.

    Then they were taken away by groups of people and thrown into large cauldrons arranged vertically and horizontally.

    They are crazy.

    Food!  !  !

    There is something to eat!  !  !

    Go!  Grab it!  eat!

    Everyone no longer watched, people pushed and crowded, and rushed to the pot with their heads buried.

    Although the villagers in charge of maintaining order are not strong enough, at least they just had their fill not long ago.

    In addition, they are all strong men carefully selected by the women, forming a human wall can barely block the crazy crowd.

    It's a pity that the villagers forgot.

    ? I used to have a desperate mentality when I saw food.

    It didn't take long for the wall of strong men to block it, before it was broken open by the crazy crowd.

    The first refugee who entered screamed like he had won the lottery and rushed towards the nearest cauldron, so fast that his hair flew up.

    Later.

    He was stepped on the ground by Mo Ran.

    I don't know if I live or die.

    Mo Ran unhurriedly put on the white-bottomed red-patterned gloves, loosened his muscles and joints, hooked his fingers towards the crowd and said, "Come here if you are not afraid of death."

    Who cares about the hungry crowd.

    Go straight to the cauldrons.

    Mo Ran nodded.

    Grab the nearest person with a wave and throw them into the sky.

    The man flew in the sky for three or four seconds, and finally landed far outside the crowd, and the melodious screams stopped as the parabola landed.

    Immediately after, another seven or eight people flew up.

    Landing on the ground with a howl, the sound screeched to a halt.

    After flying a few more people.

    The crowd calmed down.

    Obviously the pot is right in front of you, but you can't get close.

    They are all sad.

    It's a pity that besides the strong man blocking the wall, there is also a vicious man guarding the food.

    There is no food to eat.

    It is simply a devil!

    The crowd wept bitterly.

    There are those who beg and those who curse.

    There are more people yelling and barking meaninglessly.

    Wang Wen walked into the air unhurriedly, and said condescendingly to the terrified crowd: "Sorry, we are devils, and we can't eat food for nothing."

    The terrified crowd dispersed a little, for fear that the "devil" in mid-air would fall and hit them.

    Some daring people asked aloud: "If you don't eat for free, what are you going to do? Are you rebelling? As long as there is food to eat, I will listen to you!"

    Wang Wen almost fell down when she crooked her body.

    He looked at the group of people who were wholeheartedly waiting to follow him to rebel, and he said helplessly: "It's not rebellion, or you have eaten my food and you are my servants. You must carry out what I say, and you must not  Dissent, offenders will be punished with death!"

    The crowd froze.

    The scene was silent for a while, as if frozen.

    ?Wang Wen thought she was too strict, so she explained in a slow tone: "Actually, it's the first violation"

    "Crash!!"

    The crowd below boiled.

    Cheering like a festival.

    After a while, there were extremely disrespectful voices like "Long live the devil" to the current ruler.

    Some people laughed and shouted half-deadly: "What did you think it was! So I was a servant! There are such good things in the world. As long as there is food, my family has more than a dozen people, my mother, my wife, and children.  Even their lords have done it all and serve as servants to adults hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
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