In the desert camp, the fire was flickering, and many tents were full of laughter. The other five security companies were all eating meat having a good time.
On Collier Security Company's side, each person only had a bowl of rice porridge. There was nothing besides that. Everyone was eating silently, without making a sound.
"Go to bed as soon as you finish eating. Tomorrow we will enter the desert." Henry put down the empty bowl in his hand, walked into a tent, and lay down.
At two o'clock in the evening, Henry heard a slight sound coming from the tent next to him. He had just closed his eyes, but suddenly he opened them. He could see a figure walking out of the tent.
Alvin's face was covered in dense wounds, all of which had been cut by sand earlier that day. In this dark night, it seemed to be extraordinarily terrifying.
Walking alone among the group of tents, Alvin stared straight ahead and slowly began to move.
"Who's there?!" A shout came from the tent where a guard from Blessing Security stayed.
"I'm here to get something to eat," Alvin said slowly. His voice was extremely hoarse.
"Get something to eat?" Wilson walked out of one of the tents and rubbed his sleepy eyes. "What do you, Collier Security, have to eat?"
"According to the rules, supplies should be divided equally. We shouldn't only have porridge. This is our right. Also, your people deliberately splashed the paint on my car. How should we deal with this?" Alvin asked.
"How to deal with it?" Wilson raised his eyebrows. "How do you want to deal with it? Um?"
"I want you to apologize to me, and also give us the food that belongs to us! You are responsible for guarding the goods, and you have no right to deduct our part!"
"Apologize, right? OK, I, Wilson Cao, am not unreasonable. I'll call them out and tell him to apologize to you!" Wilson waved his hand and shouted, "Blessing brothers, get up!"
Although Blessing's men acted like bandits, their quality was not bad. Even when everyone was asleep in the middle of the night, all of Blessing's men came out of the tent in a dozen seconds with just one word from Wilson.
"Brother Cao, what's wrong?"
"Brother Cao!"
Blessing's men got out of the tent and all looked in Richard's direction.
Richard, who was standing still, curled his lip. "I want to ask, who has offended Collier Security? He's asking for an apology now. Also, he wants the goods that belong to them. How many of you are going to bring the goods out? Anyone who offended Collier Security, come out and apologize!"
Although Wilson said that, he had a sneer on his face all the time.
"Apologize?" The strong man who mocked Alvin for driving without the windshield walked to him, looked up and down at Alvin, and then kicked him in the belly.
Alvin couldn't avoid the strong man's kick and was directly kicked to the ground. Alvin felt a sharp pain in his stomach, which made him bow on the ground like a ripe shrimp and showed a painful look.
"What the fu*k?l" The man scolded and kicked at Alvin's belly again.
The steel boots slammed into Alvin's abdomen, causing Alvin's entire body to contort. Even his pants were wet. This type of heavy and painful blow was enough to cause him to lose control of his body.
"F*ck! What are you? You fu*king ask us for supplies. I've already eaten them. You want them, don't you? I'll give them to you now!" A strong man grabbed Alvin's hair and picked him up from the ground.
Alvin's face was pale, and he completely collapsed. He didn't have any strength at all, and he was lifted up without any resistance and dragged to the side.
"Come on, I have a good stomach. I just finished a meal. Let me take him to eat first." Another strong man came up, and as if he was receiving goods, he pulled Alvin's hair from the other person's hand and dragged him to the back of the tent.
"Ha, ha, ha! I don't think he's full. Let's just give him a good meal."
"Boy, don't be polite with us!"
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