Who are you?

Han Wen asked softly.

Zhao Qian wore a smile and tried his best to make his voice sound soft, but he had a hoarse voice, and when he spoke, it sounded like he was scratching glass with his fingernails, which was very grating.

"I am Zhao Qian!"

"Huh? Zhao Qian? I don't know you! You can leave!" Han Wen had no intention of paying attention to him. Recently, there had been more people in the camp, and many of them kept staring at her, making her feel very uncomfortable.

Surprisingly, someone actually came to our door today.

"Ahem! Miss Han, I didn't mean anything by it, I just brought some food and a bottle of wine! I happen to have something I'd like to ask you!"

Han Wen was somewhat annoyed. He had made it clear that he didn't want to see the other person, but the other person was still lingering around like a fly.

"Not interested!"

Zhao Qian looked slightly embarrassed, and a hint of impatience flashed across his brows, but for the sake of his own sexual happiness, he decided to continue to uphold his shameless spirit.

"Phew!" Zhao Qian took a long breath and then exhaled, his mind still replaying the image of Han Wen he had seen at the construction site that morning, his heart already burning with excitement.

Damn it! You bitch, still trying to act all high and mighty with me!

After saying that, Zhao Qian directly lifted the tent flap.

Han Wen was wearing only a thin shirt, with a thin blanket covering her lower abdomen. She wore stockings on her long legs and no shoes. Her slender legs were intertwined, making her look very alluring.

Han Wen coldly stared at Zhao Qian outside, while Zhao Qian swallowed hard upon seeing this scene.

Damn it! It would be worth dying today!

Suddenly, driven by malice, Zhao Qian abandoned his hypocritical facade, threw the bag on the ground, and lunged at Han Wen.

"My beauty! I've missed you so much!"

Then there was a loud "bang," and Zhao Qian felt a sharp pain in his lower body. He was then kicked out as if he had been sent flying.

Zhao Qian clutched his groin, writhing on the ground in agony. His face was flushed red, and the spark of passion that had just ignited within him was extinguished. He convulsed, pointing at Han Wen, wanting to hurl his most vicious insults, but he couldn't muster any strength at all.

A cold glint flashed in Han Wen's eyes, but then she remembered that if someone were to die here, it would attract the attention of the police. Besides, Lu Yuan was currently trying to contact the police, so she could only suppress her anger.

"I'm teaching you a lesson today! If I ever see you again, I'll definitely kill you!"

After saying that, Han Wen immediately pulled the curtain back shut and ignored Zhao Qian.

At this moment, Zhao Qian was still lying on the ground, his eyes filled with endless anger. He felt that he would never have a chance with women again.

He reached down to his crotch and touched something sticky. When he looked down, he realized that he was bleeding from his genitals.

His eyes flashed with fear and anger.

It's over! It's all over! You bitch! I'll never forgive you!

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian covered his lower body and slowly stood up, feeling a tearing pain with every step.

He had no strength at all and could only move little by little toward his tent.

Meanwhile, in a tent not far from the Korean tent, Lu Yuan was wiping the moisture off his sleeping mat with a soft towel. It was so damp that he had to carefully wipe it down before going to bed and change the mattress, otherwise he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Xiao Shan stood outside watching Lu Yuan busy himself, but couldn't help at all because the tent was too small, and the two of them couldn't move their bodies at all.

Suddenly, she heard a cry of pain coming from afar. Xiao Shan turned her head and saw a person hunched over, slowly moving away into the distance.

"Huh? What's wrong with that person?" Xiao Shan looked at the distance in surprise.

By this time, Lu Yuan had already changed the mattress and laid out the moisture-proof mat on the ground.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?"

Lu Yuan poked his head out of the tent and looked at Xiao Shan, who was in a daze, and asked.

"Oh! I just saw someone walk away clutching their stomach! Did they have a stomachache?"

"Hmm? Maybe he didn't eat enough! Alright! Never mind, come in and sleep! It's getting late!"

Xiao Shan nodded, then looked away and lay down on the comfortable mattress, immediately feeling much more comfortable all over.

After reading the novel for a while, Xiao Shan felt a little bored. Then she remembered what had happened today, so she turned her head and glanced at Lu Yuan. She found that Lu Yuan's head was resting on his hand, and his eyes were fixed on a small flower on the top of the tent.

What are you thinking about?

"Oh? Oh! I was just thinking about what happened today!"

"Oh! How is it? Is there any way?"

"Hmm! I do have an idea, but I haven't decided yet. I'll see if I can get in touch with the disciplinary team tomorrow. If I can find another job, that would be great! I want to get out of this awful place as soon as possible!"

"Don't rush! Take it one step at a time! We still have plenty of food!"

"Hmm! Enough for a few days! If not, I'll go find someone on the black market!"

Lu Yuan also told Xiao Shan about this, and of course, he blamed the black market. After all, they were the only ones who had infiltrated the area so thoroughly. If you wanted to get something, you could only go through the black market. But now the black market had become much more restrained, so Lu Yuan had to do two things at once: on the one hand, he had to find people in the black market, and on the other hand, he had to see if he could get in touch with the police force as soon as possible.

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