Zhao Yunxia no longer cared about her future. He was completely numb. Anyway, he suffered a lot when he was alive, and he was lighter when he died. Now he was a monk and hit the bell for a day - just waiting for death.

After finding a corner to shelter from the wind, Zhao Yunxia carefully took out a wrinkled piece of paper and a small ball of brown powder from her tattered cotton jacket, applied it with a little saliva, and a "cigarette" was born. She took a beautiful breath, and the strong smell of burning fire made him feel much warmer.

This kind of earthen cigarette made of elm leaves is the most advanced enjoyment in the mine. He also secretly made a little, and whenever he was free, he lit one to enjoy it.

Blue smoke kept pouring out from Zhao Yunxia's nose and mouth. In the smoke, his face looked even more gloomy. His gray-black eyes quietly looked at the gate of the mine. He was full of curiosity about the world outside the gate, but he also knew that he might not be able to see him in his lifetime.

Wow wool wool!

The fierce barking of dogs attracted Zhao Yunxia's attention. He noticed a fierce roar outside the gate, and a tricycle stopped outside the gate with a squeak. The evil dog raised by the guard guard at the gate was more resonant, as if he had great malice towards the person coming.

The two men who got off the bus were tall and short. Then a fierce big dog jumped down. He saw it bare his teeth at the watchdog on the mine. The evil dog that was usually ferocious and fond of chasing and biting Huagong the most suddenly became timid. His tail was sandwiched between his legs and lay on the ground motionless, and kept whining, as if begging for mercy.

Zhao Yunxia was very disdainful. A dog that could bite people would not bark. Your uncle was just a master who bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong. It was useless! Of course, Zhao Yunxia didn’t have much favor to the other arrogant big dog. In his opinion, both the people and the dog in the Russian country were not good things, and the difference was just the degree of badness. Such awesome masters who rushed in were generally the worse ones.

The Russian guarding the door walked out of his hut with drunken fists, looked at the poor worm on the ground, kicked the poor beast with dissatisfaction, burped and chatted with the visitors outside the door.

Zhao Yunxia did not understand the dialect of the Maozi Kingdom, so she naturally did not understand what the other party was saying. However, judging from the tone and expressions of both parties, the talks did not seem to be carried out in a harmonious and friendly atmosphere. The more they spoke, the more they became more and more powerful. If it weren't for the gate, they would probably have been torn up.

Zhao Yunxia cursed in her heart: "It's better to fight, it's better to have all the damn Russians die!"

It seemed that God heard Zhao Yunxia's cry, and in the next second, things began to develop according to his vision. The tall and big Russian outside the door seemed to be angry, locking the guard's throat through the railing. Zhao Yunxia secretly shouted "Okay, good kung fu!" He actually lifted the drunk cat with one hand.

As the suffocation feeling became stronger and stronger, the poor drunk cat kept shaking his legs helplessly and trying to break the other's clamp with both hands. However, this futile struggle was meaningless. No matter how strong he tried, even a furry face that was already drunk and red could squeeze out bleeding would be useless. In the end, the poor drunk cat gave up resistance and reluctantly handed out the key in the pocket of the coat.

The rusty iron door was pushed open with a creaking sound. Looking at the vast sky, even Zhao Yunxia, ​​who was completely numb, couldn't help but feel a little ambition in her heart. He wanted to rush out to embrace freedom! However, this wish only flashed in his heart, and he immediately continued to sink again.

Two new Russians and a powerful big dog walked in like this. The leader seemed to be very dissatisfied with the environment of the mine, and pointed and seemed to be complaining constantly, while the shorter Russian who followed him just nodded and agreed.

All this is similar to what Zhao Yunxia imagined. It is estimated that the one in the leader is also the master of the Russians, and the one behind him is his follower. When he was in his hometown, he met the eldest young master of the landlord family. When he went out, he also had a follower and a vicious dog. And in his subconscious mind, he also believed that the new eldest young master of the Russian should be the one with a weak power, otherwise why would he bring a follower and a dog?

Anyway, Zhao Yunxia thought that everything that happened had nothing to do with him. The incident in front of her was nothing more than a dog biting a dog. He was a person who was already desperate about life and had no interest in running away, so he naturally didn't care even more about dog fights.

In fact, what he cared more about at this time was whether he should hide the cigarette on his mouth. The dog-daddy Russians seemed to dislike seeing Chinese workers living too well. He didn't want to double his workload this month because of a cigarette.

Zhao Yunxia hurriedly wringed out the cigarette butts and stuffed the remaining half of the cigarette butts into her broken pocket. When the two Russians walked up to him, he was already looking honest.

Well, Zhao Yunxia gave Li Xiaofeng the first impression that it was very bad. The chicken coop head was as messy as weeds, the torn cotton jacket that was so ragged that it could wrinkle oil, and a pair of torn shoes with their toes exposed. The most important thing is that the expression on this person's face seemed to be a pool of stagnant water, as if it was a zombie crawling out of the grave, and he didn't look like a living person at all.

"What's your name?" Li Xiaofeng frowned and asked in Chinese.

Zhao Yunxia was obviously shocked. He raised his head halfway, squinted his eyes and looked at Li Xiaofeng in a daze, as if he didn't understand why this Russian's official words were better than him.

After a while, Zhao Yunxia woke up in Li Xiaofeng's annoyed urging. He cares whether the other party can speak Chinese or not. No matter how authentic he speaks, it has nothing to do with him. It may be worse for him to know Chinese. At least at some point he can fool those Russians who don't understand Chinese, and for the Russians in front of him, he has no chance to do anything.

So Zhao Yunxia's attitude became more cautious, so cautious that he was almost Yu Beiqian. He quickly lowered his head and replied, "The little one is Zhao Yunxia!"

Li Xiaofeng was surprised. My brother just asked what your name was. As for how scared you are like this? Look at you, a quail, it is simply embarrassing the Chinese. Based on this, Li Xiaofeng's tone became even more "bad": "What kind of work do you do?"

Zhao Yunxia naturally saw the change in the other party's expression, and her heart was even more ups and downs: "The youngest is a loader and unloader. The squad leader just asked the youngest to rest for a quarter of an hour, and the youngest will return to the station now." After that, he was about to leave.

"Come back!" Li Xiaofeng became more and more depressed. He was not here to check the post. Why are you running? You don't have to perform for me as an outsider to show you, you're not honest at first glance!

I can only say that both sides misunderstand. Although the main reason lies with Zhao Yunxia, ​​they really don’t know where you, Li Xiaofeng, are from. He has been dealt with by the Russians for a long time. If you are a normal person, you will protect yourself.

"Yes!" Zhao Yunxia quickly turned back, her head drooped like a stake, and she didn't even dare to let out the atmosphere.

Seeing that the other party had such an attitude, Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel even more contempt: "Do you know where Ren Fuchen is?"

Zhao Yunxia really knew Ren Fuchen. If there were people in the mine who sympathized with ordinary Chinese workers, then Ren Fuchen was definitely the best among them. Whenever the supervisor of the Russian abused the Chinese workers, this elder brother always stood up to speak for the Chinese workers, and even was locked up by the Russians in a small dark room and almost killed him.

All the workers in the mine admired this elder brother Ren and Zhao Yunxia couldn't help but think that a certain immortal was here to capture Ren Fuchen. Who wouldn't know that the night before yesterday, when Ren was negotiating with the foreman of the Russian, he was directly detained and imprisoned.

It's a dark room. I heard from the two Japanese devils that Brother Ren had a quarrel with the foreman of the Russian foreman in order to rescue his colleagues. The foreman of the Russian foreman was about to hand him over to the court. Could it be that the person in front of him was the arrest of the Russian yamen

quick?

Zhao Yunxia's heart suddenly rose. He asked quietly: "Master, why are you looking for Ren Fuchen?"

How did Li Xiaofeng know that the other party's psychology has changed so many times. He has no good feelings for the unconscionable guy in front of him, and he doesn't want to talk too much to the other party. He said annoyedly: "Of course I have something to do with him! Why do you care about so much? Take me to find him!"

It would be fine if Li Xiaofeng didn't say anything about business. After saying this, Zhao Yunxia immediately implemented her idea - the other party must be from the Maozi yamen, and this is here to arrest Brother Ren! I will never let you succeed!

The rabbit bites people when it is anxious. Even if it is cold, numb, or desperate, there is a forbidden area deep in his heart. As long as anyone dares to put his hand into this forbidden area, the aura accumulated over the past will turn the docile sheep into a vicious wolf.

At this moment, Zhao Yunxia, ​​who was completely desperate about life, burst into an unpredictable anger deep in her heart. This anger made him immediately sacrifice his fortune, and he burst out without any warning.

"I'm fighting with you when I'm a dog-life Russian!"

Zhao Yunxia rushed towards Li Xiaofeng and used all her strength to grab, scratch and bite, as if she was a mad dog with rabies.

To be honest, Li Xiaofeng was shocked. The other party's unstoppable outbreak reminded him of the game "Resident Evil 4" he played in his previous life. Didn't the villagers Lyon met in the small village of the first level just like this?

It's so similar, the scene is so similar, the dilapidated "small village" and the strange "village" in ancient times, and the red eyes of Zhao Yunxia and the white teeth, a realistic version of the Resident Evil was born.

If the plot in the game develops, Li Xiaofeng should be as agile and decisive as Lyon to take out the USP tactical pistol and shoot the opponent in the head. Then, while it is not surrounded by a large number of crazy "villages", Sa Yazi runs away or quickly occupy the favorable terrain to guard, waiting for the legendary King Aida to ring the bell to help...
Chapter completed!