There are other colleagues here, so I can't talk to you any more. Please go eat something. I'll take my leave now."
Wang Asan watched An Bihuai take the food box away, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and then he walked away.
When An Bi held the food box in his arms, he felt an extremely sweet smell rushing into his nose. The glutton in his stomach was instantly aroused, and he couldn't stop drooling at all.
He hadn't eaten for two days, not to prove his ambition, but because the cabbage and radish soup in the prison was so bland that he couldn't eat anything.
The food in the food box smelled so good that he could hardly resist.
An Bihuai opened the food box with trembling fingers, and when he saw the fried cakes in the box, a happy smile appeared on his face.
This is one of his favorite foods. Wang Asan really admires him. The things he brought are all his favorites. He is really thoughtful.
But the next moment, An Bihuai felt something was wrong.
His attention shifted from the open food box to his surroundings, and a look of horror appeared on his face. He stammered for a long time before shouting.
“Rats, rats…why are there so many rats!”
A large group of rats rushed out of the dark and damp cell. In the darkness, their red eyes were densely packed. In an instant, the gray figures submerged the skinny and short An Bihuai.
At the prison gate, Wang Asan was cracking melon seeds and listening with a smile to the terrified and uncontrolled screams from deep inside the prison.
It became sharper and sharper, then weaker and weaker, and finally could no longer be heard.
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