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Chapter 811 Dream

In the canteen of the bright Baita Prison District, Li Huowang was eating food in big mouthfuls, thinking about what had happened before.

"Dice is a smart person. He will understand that he cannot beat Siming. If he wants to have a plan, he can only cooperate with me."

"Now he is just something in front of me, something that can be crushed at any time."

Just as he was gradually distracted, something suddenly got stuck in his throat, and his face turned red.

Li Huowang stood up and struggled to pinch his neck with both hands.

Suddenly, a big hand slapped Li Huowang on the back, causing Li Huowang to open his mouth and vomit. Everything he had just eaten into his mouth was spit out again.

When Li Huowang sorted out his anger, he looked down at the unrecognizable table, and saw that there was a very simple plastic villain among the vomit mixed with the meal.

The little man just lay there on his side, staring at him with his black and white eyes.

"This is." Li Huowang wiped his mouth and held the thing in his hand and observed it carefully at the energy-saving lamp. Then he found that the thing was actually the plastic villain in the sand table before.

Just when Li Huowang was guessing how this thing would appear in his meal, he suddenly saw the plastic villain in his hand speaking. "Season disaster.Season disaster!.Season disaster! Don't tell the ink!"

"Drink!!" Li Huowang, who was covered in cold sweat, suddenly sat up from the bed and gasped heavily.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Li Huowang was stunned for a while before he realized.

"So. So it's just a dream?" Li Huowang, who felt a false alarm, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at the time on the wall and found that it was only three o'clock in the morning.

Li Huowang, who had a very ugly face, reached out and rubbed his swollen temples, and couldn't help but complain about Yi Donglai's sandbox game, which made him always have nightmares.

"Ji Disaster!" Li Huowang turned his head suddenly and suddenly found that the plastic little man was actually standing on the bedside table next to him with fluorescent light!

With a "touch", Li Huowang's head in his dream suddenly hit the wall, awakening himself in pain.

After he looked around and found that there was no plastic villain, he realized that it was another dream, and he had encountered a dream in the dream.

Thinking of the strange dream before, Li Huowang covered his head and lay on the bed again, "Damn it, he's still luminous."

For some time afterwards, Li Huowang lies on the bed and tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and just ends up until dawn.

Today's breakfast in Baita Prison District is steamed buns and white porridge. The steamed buns are made of old noodles, which are very chewy and have a good taste.

Li Huowang, who lacks sleep, sat in a corner and ate breakfast without knowing the taste. "It's all because of Yi Donglai! I'm bored and I'm praying for a sand table, which makes my mind so messy!"

Li Huowang looked around at other mental illnesses and said to himself: "Dice has been sent out. As long as the dice can talk to Zhao Lei, then Qingwang and the others will come to save me."

"I hope Qingwang's connections can come in handy. If they come to rob the prison, I will really despise him to death!"

Li Huowang doesn't care that Sanqing treats himself as a thug. As long as he can solve the trouble, he can discuss other things.

"But now, I'm afraid that Qingwang will not take action, so the Simings of the Dharma Sect have been found in advance." Thinking of this, Li Huowang looked around with a very hesitant expression.

Even after getting here, Li Huowang still knows which one is more important.

Just as he was thinking this, a figure walked towards him. "Why are you back? Is something happening outside? Is it okay?"

The person who spoke was a familiar face. The depressed girl named Zhao Ting seemed to have undergone a certain period of treatment and her condition had improved greatly. She was happy to come over and say hello to Li Huowang.

Immediately afterwards, a young man followed her, which was in the guard of mania, and his fingers were still twitching from time to time. "Are you back? Why are you back? Have you gotten sick in advance?"

Then followed him with a honest big man. Li Huowang once couldn't stand it and helped a medium-sized retarded person. "Brother, give it to Apple."

Li Huowang looked at them who came to say hello with a frown, and was a little afraid for a moment. Although these people were acquaintances, it was hard to guarantee that they would not be instigated by the enemy.

Looking at the apple on the table in front of him, Li Huowang didn't go to get it. He hadn't forgotten the long needles that had been stabbed on his tongue before.

"It's nothing, a small problem, I'll go out if it is solved." Li Huowang said casually for a few words and left the cafeteria directly.

He had never thought about making friends in this broken place, nor did he want to involve others, no matter what their thoughts were.

Li Huowang walked to the place where he was venturing the air and looked outside through the barbed wire. When he saw that the eighteen-sided dice he threw was really gone, he walked back with satisfaction.

However, before he could go back, he was stopped by the nurse and sent to the sand table room, and Yi Donglai had already been waiting here.

"Are you not upset today? You're in good spirits in the morning. Let's finish your work early and end it." Yi Donglai knocked on the edge of the sand table with his pen, and the plastic villain was now placed in the center of the sand table.

Looking at Yi Donglai in front of him, Li Huowang felt a little impulse in his heart. He seemed to want to explain something, but in the end he didn't say anything. "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

Faced with Li Huowang's request, Yi Donglai seemed very reasonable, "Go, turn left and turn the third door in front, do you want paper if you have big or small?"

Li Huowang left the toilet. He turned on the faucet, picked up the cold tap water with both hands and splashed it on his face and rubbed it hard.

"What does Yi Donglai definitely mean? Can I believe him? Do I need to explain what I have experienced clearly to him?"

Yi Donglai is different from others. He has helped himself and has helped him a lot. After so long together, Yi Donglai seems to have not harmed him, but he dare not bet now and dare not take his destiny into the hands of others.

And more importantly, Li Huowang is afraid that Yi Donglai is part of the rules. He has received serious punishment for provoking the rules before. If the rules are involved this time, he may only suffer more serious side effects.

After thinking about it, Li Huowang finally decided to observe and then talk, or wait steadily for the countermeasures of the Sanqing and others.

After calming down for a while, Li Huowang returned to the sand table room, sat down on the plastic bench, and reached out to touch the villain.

Five fingers that were even larger than the mountain were accompanied by tremors and roars, and with the continuous distortion and distortion of the surrounding time and space, they pressed over like Mount Tai.

"Okay, let's start."
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