Chapter 424 Iron Female Warrior 21
It was the water bottle that was thrown over. Although he missed it, it distracted Miyamoto and he didn't stab him with the last knife.
Xining squinted, looked at the little oil drum, and continued eating her meal.
This matter cannot be ignored, there is monitoring. The little oil drum chuckled: "My hands were slippery for a while."
"Do you know what the punishment is for throwing things on the field?" Brother Kun's tone became more and more serious.
You know, aren't there still various rules playing on the wall? Because throwing a water bottle up may cause the audience to throw water bottles collectively, causing chaos in the scene. If a staff member throws a water bottle, they will be fired. If you interfere in the competition, you will not only be expelled, but also compensate for all losses caused.
Xiaoyougu's smile was unnatural. He was just a sparring partner, and his buddy Chainsaw was not a capable warrior who could call the shots. If Brother Kun wanted to kill him as a warning, he might not be able to keep his position.
"Brother Kun!" Xining ate his meal: "It was just an accident and nothing happened. Do you really want to pay one million in compensation? Forget it."
As soon as he said this, the thin man and fat man next to him and several other sparring partners also said forget it. The fat man and the thin man changed their previous indifference and sat with her and the little oil drum.
Brother Kun turned his head and looked not far away, followed by Miyamoto, who was a higher level and almost became a samurai. Then he smiled and patted the little oil drum on the shoulder: "If you don't do it next time, don't say I didn't remind you!"
If you don't throw the bottle over, you may really die. It doesn't matter whether the person dies or not, but if you spend a million for a sparring partner, it will be difficult to explain to the boss.
"Thank you, Brother Kun." The little oil drum immediately stood up, nodded and bowed: "Brother Kun, walk slowly."
After Brother Kun left, Xiaoyougu took out a breath, sat down, and smiled at Xining.
Xining rolled his eyes: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful woman? Eat!"
The little oil drum held the rice and continued to eat happily.
"Rice, rice!" Leo came over with a large bucket of rice while eating.
As soon as he arrived, he said enthusiastically: "Mi Li, I made another profit today. I will pay you later."
It's over now. No one knows the body owner's name, Miliana. They only remember it as Mi Li.
She made a total of 85 coins today. She lost because she bet too much, but this kind of income already made her quite satisfied. As long as I earn like this for four months, I can exchange it for a better quality, stainless steel body. If it's half a year, it can be customized, and the hands can be retracted and replaced with weapons. Then she can become a samurai!
If you become a warrior, you can earn more money. In five or six years, you will be able to collect enough money to capture Uncle Scumbag, capture him from Tiancheng, and make him kneel in front of the body master, crying and begging for mercy. . Mission accomplished, perfect!
After this lesson, she must buy a speed model. The speed type is also relatively slim and compact, suitable for girls.
It also made her understand the gap between a samurai and a sparring partner. Even Miyamoto, a quasi-samurai who had not yet fully become a samurai, still looked down upon her. Tears...
After eating, walk out of the competition venue.
The chainsaw was already waiting for them outside the door. Chainsaw has been determined to become a samurai, so he came from the samurai rest backstage.
Miyamoto also put his hands in his wide sleeves and walked out. At this time, he was still wearing a bathrobe-style kimono, but the style was not as exaggerated as during the competition. There was no embroidery of the golden tiger head on the front and the golden dragon on the back. It was all black. There were still two samurai swords slung around his waist.
There was a section of the alleyway before walking out, and the little oil drum broke the silence: "Mi Li, why don't you move to the orphanage. The children really like you!"
Xining sneered: "Do you like me to buy things for them to eat and drink for free? No!" She doesn't want to be a wet nurse, the money needs to be used for other purposes.
The little oil drum choked and became silent for a moment.
Xining stopped and faced Miyamoto directly: "Since you hate evil so much, why don't you just move to an orphanage and raise orphans with the chainsaw!"
Xiao Youdong quickly explained his apology: "It's all my fault. I didn't have time to explain clearly. It wasn't until Miyamoto came on stage that I felt something was wrong."
Xining rolled his eyes: "Everyone has their own rules of life. Just because they don't want to see the orphanage, they have to kill them all?" The little oil drum smiled awkwardly: "An inhuman samurai..." Halfway through the words, he touched He touched his nose and refused to continue.
Xining said the next words: "Is it better to get rid of it as soon as possible?"
The thin man reconciled: "It's okay to die. We can't wait until everyone turns into iron claws before we attack."
Making quick decisions and preferring to kill by mistake is the style of many protagonists.
The thin man even poked Miyamoto with his arm: "Apologise."
Miyamoto stood there, with the makeup on his face washed off and the plaster and beard removed. He bent slightly and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
Xining looked at them coldly: "If you say I'm sorry, should I forgive you?"
Miyamoto frowned slightly: "What do you want?"
Xining raised her right hand and punched Miyamoto with her fist. Unexpectedly, Miyamoto was unprepared and was hit by her fist.
Now Miyamoto covered his eyes and stood there stunned for a while.
Xining felt much better at this time: "I forgive you!" After saying that, he turned around and left.
Everyone was stunned. Was it really a fight?
After walking for a while, I heard the small oil drum shouting from behind: "The farm will deliver the goods tomorrow, will you come?"
Xining thought for a while and continued walking without looking back. She just raised her hand and waved: "No, you can handle it yourself!" She didn't go over to pay.
The next day, when delivering goods to the farm, Xining went anyway.
The little oil drum was full of joy. He pulled the chainsaw's sleeve and pulled him over: "Mi Li, are you here?" He kept hinting with his eyes and said a few words quickly.
Xining rolled his eyes: "Who paid? 1 coin!" Then he asked a few older children to start making lunch.
1 coin is 100 yuan, a large cart of vegetables and meat.
Although the pork is a little fatter, the fat is very suitable for making large pot dishes, and a lot of vegetable oil can be saved. The fat of the pork proves to be original, and not too much clenbuterol has been added.
Chicken and duck are chicken and duck shells with the legs, wings, and breasts cut off, but there is still meat on them.
The vegetables are just a little ugly. The cabbage has peeled skin, and the radish and carrot have broken or pitted skin, but these do not affect the eating. Vegetables that cannot be sold are usually fed to pigs.
This cart of food is enough to last for a day.
They had already taken care of breakfast, which was relatively simple, just porridge made from yesterday's leftovers, plus some unfinished vegetables, and stir-fried assorted vegetables. Let yesterday's food be used up. These children are growing and can really eat!
When lunch was served, the children were breathing heavily.
Pork and cabbage, braised chicken shells, duck bone soup, white rice. Each one of them ate without raising their head. After finishing the meal, each one hugged their round belly and cried out that they were full.
I didn't dare to let them sleep. I asked them to walk around in the yard and play for half an hour before letting them take a nap, otherwise they might eat too much.
(End of chapter)