Urban Madness

He stood up and looked around in the tent, and when he found that there was no one, he showed a look of doubt.

At that moment, he clearly felt that there was someone in the tent. Could it be that he felt wrong.

After repeated confirmation, he scratched his stomach and lay down on the bed again.

Really... He must have been too busy lately, he has hallucinations when he is busy.

Ye Fan silently sneaked back to the firewood room, at this time there was a young man lying unconscious on the ground in the firewood room.

The spiritual power substitute quietly dissipated, and Ye Fan came to the young man's side.

He laid the young man flat on the ground, looked at his pale lips, and took a water bag and gave him a sip of water.

After a while, the youth woke up leisurely.

He saw Ye Fan next to him and rubbed his aching head.

"Are you punished here because you bumped into the soldiers at the door?"

Ye Fan nodded gently.

"Those people are really inferior to them, aren't they? They treat us like pigs and dogs, and we are all human beings, so why are they doing this!"

Ye Fan listened quietly to the young man's words.

"This is a world where the strong are respected, and the strength is not as good as them, so we should be treated like this."

Unexpectedly, after hearing his words, the young man looked at him with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"Why do you think that, everyone is born equal, why should they treat us like this!"

Ye Fan stopped talking, but there was a guess in his heart.

But he still needs to observe for two more days, if his guess is correct, then he can bring a huge surprise to the evil faction.

After spending a long time in the wood shed with the young man, soldiers pulled them out.

"When you wake up, go to work, don't let Lao Tzu be lazy here."

The soldier hurled the two out of the wood shed cursingly.

Xu is with this long-term friendship.

The young man took good care of Ye Fan, who was thin and thin after his disguise.

Although these rough jobs were no pressure for him to do, he did not reject the kindness of the youth.

"You are so thin, and you look bad at first sight. Although I can't beat those soldiers, I'm pretty good in this group of handymen. If you have anything to do, you can come to my Liu Yu for help."

The young man patted his chest and said to Ye Fan.

Finally, after Ye Fan observed for three days, he shot.

On this day, Ye Fan deliberately made some small mistakes in his work, and the soldier beat him again and locked him in the wood room.

In the evening, when the handymen were resting, Liu Yu secretly turned into the firewood room from the window to see Ye Fan.

"Xiaoye, are you okay?"

Liu Yu secretly took a piece of cake from his arms and handed it to Ye Fan.

He was always dissatisfied with the appearance of those soldiers who were aloof, so he often retorted, and other handymen did not dare to get too close to him because of this incident.

Only Xiaoye, who met in the Zaifang on this day, was willing to talk to him.

Ye Fan paled and shook his head.

"No, you can eat it, every handyman only has this food, you will have nothing to eat after I eat it."

After hearing this, Liu Yu forcefully stuffed the cake in his hands into his arms.

"My physical fitness is much better than you. Eat quickly. I was beaten today, so I can replenish my strength."

Ye Fan gave Liu Yu a grateful look, took the cake in his hand, and ate it.

"Brother Liu Yu, do we really want to be trampled underfoot like this for the rest of our lives?"

Ye Fan looked at Liu Yu with a trace of despair on his face.

"Will not."

Liu Yu looked at him and shook his head firmly.