Chapter 1 (19)

  Still being pressed to the ground, Gao looked up at Zhen Meinan, afraid that he would eat the mantou with chili sauce, which was the antidote for Dai Lianchang's Xiaohui. He couldn't speak with his mouth shut, so he could only anxiously watch.

  What made him even more desperate was that Zhen Meinan blew the sand off a steamed bun, took a big bite, and then swallowed it in three or five mouthfuls.

  "How's the taste?" Tan Zhiyong asked.

  "A bit spicy."

  "Do you want to eat more?"

  Zhen Mei Nan nodded slightly.

  "You really think this is a shelter? Get out." Tan Zhiyong kicked Zhen Meinan's butt.

  Zhen Mei Nan came before Gao Yi, "Gao Class Monitor, which way should I go?"

  Gao Yidian saw Zhen Meinan take the antidote that Xiao Hei had given her and eat it, she was so angry that she wanted to go up and slap him a few times, scolding: "Don't you know the way? Get out, get as far away as possible!"

  Zhen Mei Nan thought he was hinting that he should withdraw quickly, so she retreated a few steps and then took off in a sprint.

  After the two soldiers let go a little higher, Tan Zhiyong waved his hand as if nothing had happened, "Go, hurry up and follow our main force."

  I didn't want to take the blame anymore, but I couldn't get chili peppers, so I followed Tan Zhiyong and others.

  Not far away, Gao said he wanted to relieve himself, put down the big pot on his body, and walked towards the grass by the side of the road, where he was pulled back by Tan Zhiyong.

  "Just settle it here."

  "To put it bluntly: I'm constipated and need to use my fingers to help things along. If you'd like to watch, then I'll just take care of it right here."

  Saying it in a higher tone would mean unfastening one's belt.

  Tan Zhiyong waved his hand in fear, "No, you'd better go by the side of the road."

  Pulling Tan Zhiyong a little higher, he whispered in his ear: "You come, I'll tell you something serious."

  Tan Zhiyong asked in confusion: "Do you have a proper business even when taking a dump?"

  Gao whispered in his ear: "The campus belle we both liked when we were in high school has sent a letter to ask about you, do you want to hear it or not."

  He said a little more and then walked out of the highway, Tan Zhiyong quickly followed.

  Half a basketball court away from the highway, stop and crouch down after getting higher.

  Tan Zhiyong stood far away and said, "What did she ask me?"

  His response was a loud fart.

  Tan Zhiyong instinctively covered his nose and irritably asked: "What did she say?"

  "Sometimes life is like taking a dump. You try hard for half a day and all you get out is a fart."

  Tan Zhiyong angrily pointed his flashlight at a higher place and said, "You can't fart for a while, I'll let you take this back."

  "A bit louder, he called out to Tan Zhiyong, 'Come over and help me up, my legs are numb and I can't get up.'"

  Tan Zhiyong said: "You fart so smelly, let me help you, no way."

  "To be honest, I didn't pull it out, really, I just farted once, help me up and I'll tell you what she asked you in her letter."

  Tan Zhiyong reluctantly walked over and bent down to lift it up a bit.

  Just then, Gao jumped up and grabbed Tan Zhiyong's leg with the momentum, pounced forward and performed a standard leg sweep, immediately knocking Tan Zhiyong to the ground, and then went to dig into his backpack.

  Tan Zhiyong never thought that Gao would make such a move, and he was immediately stunned. But he wasn't one to back down either, so just as Gao was taking off his backpack, Tan made a quick flip and landed squarely on top of Gao's body.

  At this time, it was the most dangerous moment. Tan Zhiyong pressed down a bit and said: "What do you think you're doing? You can't play this with me."

  Tan Zhiyong turned around just in time to see a soldier running over and said, "Quickly come and lend a hand, tie him up!"

  The newcomer didn't say a word, and with a fierce pounce, he knocked Tan Zhiyong to the ground. Tan Zhiyong let out an "ah" of pain and cursed loudly: "What the hell are you doing?" Only after taking a closer look did he realize that the newcomer wasn't one of his soldiers.

  He quickly turned over and saw that the person who came was actually Zhen Meinan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Overjoyed, he quickly pressed Tan Zhiyong under his body and said to Zhen Meinan: "Quickly take his bag, the chili noodles are inside."

  He pressed Tan Zhiyong's body tightly with his body, and covered his mouth with one hand, fearing that he would call the soldiers on the road. In fact, at this time, the soldiers on the road had already heard the movement and were running towards the grass.