This proves that Mr. Dong Gong has been expanding his territory. He doesn’t want to occupy the entire world, right?
She had heard that Mr. Donggong had underground forces in France and England.
Moreover, the main palace of Mr. Donggong, even Donggong Ziche and Donggong Zihua, have never been there...it is an extremely hidden place.
Leng Lintian looked at his watch and said: "It's still early, we are all tired, let's rest first. I will wake you up before arriving at the station. Huh?"
Jing Jiaren is indeed tired, but the key point is that she is thirsty and hungry...
She closed her eyes tiredly and listened to the rumble of the railroad tracks.
In her dream, she saw Ximen Longting again.
This man with red eyes and a bad temper kept chasing her and questioning her fiercely.
Of course, Sun hugged her legs and asked her pitifully, when will the Queen come back?
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Milan Town, a very nice name.
Jing Jiaren and the others were the last group of passengers to get off the train. They were not in a hurry to go to the next town anyway. They planned to sneak into Milan Town to get some food.
They were tired after not eating or drinking for a long time.
Leng Jiaren was the one who couldn't afford to go hungry. Her steps were a bit shaky, but she never said she was hungry.
At this time, she didn't want to add to their burden at all.
After leaving the platform, they walked into the ordinary area. In front of them was a gray city, which did not match the romantic name of the town at all.
The town is built with towers, platforms, walls, and various defense stations.
The black layer of coal on the ground is probably the charcoal ash from the coal that was frequently transported on the ground.
In front of you is a huge official base.
Jing Jiaren frowned, watching the cloaked men coming and going in front of her, pushing heavy carts while working.
It's basically impossible to get food in a place like this, right?
Because Leng Lintian said, there will be no streets or hotels here.
Leng Lintian took them for a walk around the area. As expected, there was nothing. The place was just under construction and it was very messy.
The man holding a whip and wearing a gray robe, who should be the chief executive here, has been staring at the three of them for a while.
Jing Jiaren felt a chill running down her spine and whispered, "Leng Lintian, we are being targeted."
If they were treated as migrant workers, the person in charge would definitely come over to arrange their affairs and not allow them to wander around.
But none of these coolies are as good as Jing Jiaren and others, and they will soon be betrayed.
Leng Lintian turned around and when he saw the person in charge, he took the initiative to go over there.
Jing Jiaren grabbed his sleeve: "What do you want to do?"
"You guys, wait for me here and don't wander around."
"..." Jing Jiaren heard his determined tone, and it was obvious that he already had a solution.
Jing Jiaren put down her hand: "Be careful."
Leng Lintian strode over, his tall back completely covering the thin steward. I don't know what they said, but after a while Leng Lintian turned around and came back.
"How's it going?" Jing Jiaren was talking while looking to see if there were any people in cloaks nearby, for fear of being discovered.
Leng Lintian whispered: "He said to help us look for food and drink."
"He's looking for it?" Jing Jiaren stared at the steward who left, "What did you say?"
"This is the answer." Leng Lintian stretched out his hand, and there was a gold coin the size of a bottle cap in his hand. He flicked his index finger and thumb in the air, and the gold coin flipped in the air and fell steadily back into his palm.