Seeing that there was no one in the tent, Liu Pengfei was stunned, and then his face turned gloomy. He clenched his fists hard, and his nails dug deeply into his palms. His fists turned light blue due to the exertion, and his finger joints made a series of crisp sounds.
Click!
The crisp low whistle resounded, a bit harsh in the darkness and silence, and suddenly alarmed several people behind him.
"Pengfei, what's wrong?" Du Dazhuang asked quickly. The corners of Liu Pengfei's lips twitched and his throat wriggled a few times, but he couldn't utter a word. Instead, he felt like he was spurting blood. Seeing him like this, Du Dazhuang approached him curiously.
He went forward and looked towards Ye Ming's tent. At first glance, he was also stunned.
"Dazhuang, what did you see, why are you talking?" someone said impatiently. "He...he..." Du Dazhuang was trembling, unable to speak clearly.
"What's going on? Someone's killed, right?" When the person who urged him saw this, bad thoughts flooded into his mind, and he looked around tremblingly, and then he was also dumbfounded. At this moment, Du Dazhuang became angry.
The voice just said, "He...he is not in the tent!"
"It's not in the tent, how is this possible?" A group of people were in an uproar. Several people looked over and saw exactly the same thing as what Liu Pengfei and the other three saw. Ye Ming disappeared from the tent as if he had evaporated out of thin air.
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"How is this possible? We have been staring at him intently. How could he disappear out of thin air?"
"We stupidly endured the mosquito bites and stayed outside the tent for more than an hour. We thought we could see a good show, but he was not in the tent, not in the tent..."
"Then what does our one hour of waiting mean? What does it matter if we are covered in mosquito bites here?"
"Woo woo, give me back my youth, give me back my handsome face."
Everyone was talking a lot, with a wide range of emotions including surprise, disbelief, frustration, and so on. One even exaggeratedly squeezed out two tears...
"Pengfei, what's going on? Where did he go?" Du Dazhuang asked in confusion, still a little confused. "He had already seen through our plan, used it and left secretly." Liu Pengfei's face was as dark as water, and his face was hot.
He was shy and impatient, and a sense of frustration arose in his heart. Originally, he had set up a trap to frame Ye Ming, but the other party had already seen through it and quietly left the tent, while he was still waiting like a fool.
, thought there was a good show to watch, but it turned out that there was indeed a good show, but it fell on them. Several people who claimed to be hunters were played as monkeys without knowing it. There is nothing more ironic than this.
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"Where did he go in the middle of the night?" Du Dazhuang asked curiously. "Teacher Yang's place." Liu Pengfei said in a low voice, then turned and walked towards his tent. "Pengfei, where are you going?" someone asked.
Go back and sleep." Liu Pengfei said without looking back.
"Is this the case?" Several people asked angrily. "So what if we don't count it out? Why don't we go to Teacher Yang's tent and continue to trick him?" Liu Pengfei asked back. A group of people fell silent, with their heads drooped and beaten by frost.
Like Eggplant, although they feel frustrated and unwilling to give in, what can they do? Although they don't want to admit it, they have to admit that even if they are tied together with Ye Mingdou, they are no match.
