Chapter 793 Nieride 28
There were about ten people sitting inside, men, women, young and old. The moment they entered, everyone turned their eyes to look over.
"Hand over your weapons."
The people in the room didn't look happy at first. They closed the door and stood in a row to block them.
Of the two men, only Wang Xiaoming was holding the iron rod, and he handed it over.
"Bag."
The person next to him looked over and continued.
Wang Xiaoming held on to his backpack tightly, even though there was only a bag of bread and half a bottle of mineral water in it.
He cherishes everything he has!
“Give it to me!”
These players weren't very gentle, if they didn't give, they would just snatch it away. The moment his backpack was snatched away, Wang Xiaoming felt like he had walked into a den of wolves.
He admitted that this little girl was quite capable, but two fists couldn't beat four hands. She was too serious to find other players in a place like this.
The most important thing is that I actually went crazy with her.
At this moment, in the eyes of the people at the skating rink, the two of them were sheep to be slaughtered.
The woman who had led the way brought them a basin of water and said, "Wash your hands."
Looking at her indifferent expression, Fu Anan guessed that this wasn't a warm welcome, much less a welcoming one. "Is there something special about this?"
"Just wash it, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
The woman said coldly.
As she spoke, she put their hands in to soak, then took them out and wiped them clean with a dry towel. After a careful inspection, she confirmed, "There's no problem."
What to check for?
Fu Anan's attention was drawn to the basin of water. At this time, Wang Xiaoming's backpack had been opened. Looking at the few supplies inside, the inspector tutted his mouth in disdain and said contemptuously,
"No wonder you're looking for players. Who can eat this little bit of food? Who can eat it?!"
As he spoke, he took out his things and threw the empty backpack outside. He also drove Wang Xiaoming and Fu Anan out like the plague god, "Go, go, go, get out."
His food!
His weapon!
Wang Xiaoming, an adult man, did not dare to speak when he was driven away by several people.
Until Fu Anan reached out, grabbed the man's arm, threw him back hard, kicked him down and made him kneel down quickly, "We are not here to escape, why are you so fierce?"
Fu Anan, who had been trying to dress the man down, finally lost control and attacked. Seeing this, the people around him grabbed their weapons and surrounded him.
Wang Xiaoming was extremely nervous and wanted to run away, but the door was blocked. He could only approach Fu Anan, hands raised high, "Everyone, calm down. We are all suffering people who came here for no reason. Why should other players make things difficult for other players?"
The people gathered around and approached stealthily with weapons in hand. Among them, the woman was the most daring. She raised a sickle and pounced on Fu Anan from behind.
"careful!"
Wang Xiaoming yelled and reached out to stop it, but it was too late. The sharp sickle was about to pierce Fu Anan's back. At this rate of force, it could even pierce her body!
He was so nervous that he didn't dare to look, and he could already imagine the tragic scene of Fu Anan's blood splattering everywhere!
I just felt a gust of wind blowing past and heard a bang next to me.
Wang Xiaoming's heart sank to the bottom of the sea - it's over!
"I advise you not to move."
Fu Anan said coldly.
She kicked the sickle that fell to the ground next to Wang Xiaoming, exerted force with her hand, and the captured man cried out in pain.
This is both a demonstration and a warning.
"Where's the person in charge here? Let him come out."
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