"I'm everyone's grandson, please lend me some money."
He spoke the last sentence in a very low voice, and only Shuoyu who was close to him heard it. The guys on the opposite side who subconsciously felt that he was not good ran away, running faster than rabbits, avoiding him as if he were the plague. Shuoyu was about to give him money when he saw Bula who was unfortunately caught by their leader.
"Brother Deng Bao~! You are my brother~ Yo~! Lend me some money~~ I will pay you back double~~"
Have you ever seen a regimental commander holding his soldiers' legs and trying to borrow money? Shuoyu saw it today. He squatted aside, smiling and wondering if Bu La would lend the money to someone who was dead.
Bula made a fake move of taking out money, shook their leader, and then escaped and ran to the pile of cannon fodder standing in the distance. He and Yao Ma slapped each other. Yao Ma didn't go back to save him, leaving him alone to face their leader.
Long Wenjian was not able to catch Bu La, so he turned his eyes and looked at the adjutant who was "within three meters" beside him. It didn't take him much effort to deal with this little bastard. While Fanla was still laughing at others, he had already been turned into the next target of borrowing money by his own leader.
"I'm tired, tired, tired, tired, tired, tired."
Shuo Yu felt that if someone called him like that, he would be annoyed to death, even if he wasn't annoyed.
Fanla and Sila wanted to kowtow to each other. One wanted to escape, but the other refused to let him escape no matter what. Sila took the lead and pinched Fanla's thigh hard.
"You still want to eat that mixed grain rice? Is that the rice his father and his family eat? Huh?"
One of Fanla's fingers was bent at an angle definitely greater than 90 degrees, and he cried out in pain.
Shuoyu stood beside them and put the money in his hand in front of Silasila and shook it. This was the salary he had just received.
"Captain, this is mine. I'll give it to you if you want to use it."
Long Wenjian glanced at Banxian'er, then took it without hesitation and turned to exchange it for the IOU in Milong's hand. Milong was a moneylender who couldn't even recognize the words on the IOU. He might be the only one in the world. I heard that he was also learning in Fanla and Ayi's literacy class, but the effect was very limited. He could only count up to fifty at the moment.
But in fact, Shuoyu's salary was not much. It was a drop in the bucket compared to the debt owed by their leader to Milong.
So, why are you letting your guard down again when the danger hasn't disappeared yet?
Shuo Yu saw their leader push the unlucky adjutant who was "within three meters" of him again with lightning speed, took out the money from his body, pinched his neck, and kicked Mi Long who was still counting IOUs not far away, asking him to save his life.
Milong doesn't care now, he just wants to restore his IOU to its original state, and has no time to care about Fanla and Si La's mess.
"How could I possibly ask him for a loan? That's the money he saved for his son, right? You're such a good young man, so enlightened and aware, right? Banxian'er has already given it to you, so what's the point of you missing out, huh?"
Si La turned Fan La around and pinched the inside of his thigh. He subdued Fan La with one move, and there was no need for a second move. Fan La was tumbling in the grass. Shuo Yu wanted to help him to see if he was okay, but he was shaken by a feint. He limped and stumbled, and whooshed back to his own hand the money that Si La had just taken from him.
Then finally ran to a safe distance,
"Hey, hey, hey! Meng, I'm annoying. I have something on you!"
"Bullshit! If you really want it, I'll just say the same old thing: give the young master a company all to himself. From now on, you don't have to worry about me anymore, and I won't be your personal attendant anymore."
Meng Fanle was holding the small-denomination bill in his hand and wanted to make a deal with Long Wenjian. He looked like a big rat with messy hair all over his body.
"Are you free when you're far away from me? How are you not free when you're close to me?"
Fanla wanted to run away, and Sila chased after him. Banxianer was squatting and looking at Milong's pile of white strips, helping him to fight together. On the other side, the cannon fodders were hugging each other and watching the show, you next to me, I next to you, watching Fanla and Sila perform a big show.
"You piece of shit captain, you're either here or there. I'm telling you, stop lashing out at me. The young master has already given up on me!"
Long Wenjian shook his head, not knowing why he looked quite pleased with himself, but his eyes were indeed lonely. Shuoyu's gaze was attracted here, and when Milong's gaze was also attracted there, he secretly put a few IOUs into his pocket. He had no money recently, and had just bought some food, so his pockets were also empty.
"You bastard! You don't want to lend it to me, right? I have something on you here—!"
Si La Si La held high a bunch of letters in his hands, which were almost crumpled into a ball. These letters came with their food and wages. After all, they were just a bunch of people without even numbers. Even if someone wrote to them, the letters would not be delivered to them.
Now they have been registered and organized, so the letter that has been passed around for many times has finally found its recipient.
The leader of the group held up a bunch of scattered, sticky letters and shook them in his hand. However, Meng Fanle didn't believe that there was any letter from him in it. His family had already thought he was dead. Moreover, he had written so many letters to his family before, but none of them had been received.
"There's no letter from the young master in there!" Meng Fanle said, turning around and striding towards his new freedom.
"A letter from home during a three-month war is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Do you want a letter from home during a war, or do you want freedom?!"
"What the young master wants is freedom! If it is for freedom, everything can be abandoned-~!"
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