Cheng Ye is a cautious guy and it is impossible to see him recently.
Even if he wanted to meet him, he wouldn't let people like Fatty Wang pass on the message.
As expected, the person Fatty Wang was talking about was Lord Long.
"Brother, Mr. Long has been very kind to me," Fatty Wang looked extremely happy, "He even gave me a dumpling to eat, it was delicious."
"Okay, it's dumplings again?" Ye Chong couldn't help but smile, "Dumplings stuffed with chive leaves and roots?"
"No, it's stuffed with celery and celery leaves. It's delicious." Fatty Wang swallowed and suddenly a look of surprise appeared on his face, "Brother, you smell so good."
Click!
Ye Chong couldn't help but shrink back and closed his mouth.
"Brother, that's strange," said Fatty Wang with a puzzled look on his face, "I smell the smell of roasted meat, it's really fragrant."
"Don't go crazy." Ye Chong frowned, "He said we would meet tomorrow night?"
"Yes, brother," Fatty Wang was stunned, "Is there something wrong?"
"The time for relaxing must have been cancelled, but there is still time to meet in the morning and during lunch." Ye Chong frowned, "But why did he choose tomorrow night?"
"Brother, I think it's probably because he's afraid that you won't eat breakfast or lunch," Fatty Wang scratched his head, "That's why we made an appointment for tomorrow night."
"Really?" Ye Chong narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth, "It seems that I really have to eat this meal tomorrow night."
"Brother," Fatty Wang's eyes suddenly widened, and his expression instantly became nervous, "Has the opportunity come?"
"Don't think too much and sleep well." Ye Chong smiled slightly and closed his eyes.
Fatty Wang seemed to have something to say, but in the end he didn't dare to open his mouth and walked inside.
the next day.
I don’t know if Mr. Long had known the news a long time ago, or it was just a coincidence, but the breakfast, lunch and leisure time for the entire day were actually cancelled.
Open for dinner only.
In the end, Ye Chong really tasted the delicious food that Fatty Wang praised - dumplings stuffed with leek leaves and leek roots.
Not to mention, although the dumpling filling only contains salt and chives, it tastes really good, at least a hundred times better than big corn on the cob.
Maybe he's also hungry.
Ye Chong quickly ate a plate of dumplings, but his stomach was still growling.
no way.
Each prisoner's ration is only one plate of dumplings.
It's said to be a plate, but it's actually a small plate, with a total of three dumplings on each plate.
In fact, three dumplings are just three dumplings, it doesn’t matter.
The key is that each dumpling is not big, about the size of a thumb.
Who the hell would be surprised if he could eat enough.
Not a mouse.
"Damn it, no wonder Fatty Wang is still unsatisfied when he goes back after eating. He even thinks about the leek leaves between his teeth for a long time." Ye Chong shook his head secretly, "This is really understandable."
At this time, a person sat down opposite him.
Originally, that seat belonged to Fatty Wang, but today that guy didn't dare to come and sit. Instead, he hid aside.
"You lied to me." Ye Chong looked at Lord Long who had just sat down.
"I didn't lie to you," Mr. Long said with a smile on his lips, "You didn't lie to me either."
"You just wanted to test me." Ye Chong looked calmly and looked at the other party coldly, "You are faster than me, but you were half a beat slower than me that day."
"You are overthinking," Mr. Long smiled, "The problem is the safety door, which gives us no time to react."
"No," Ye Chong looked into the other person's eyes, "You already knew that even if we get out of the safety door, we can't leave."
"Oh?" Mr. Long looked at the other party in surprise, "Why?"
"Because the sky we saw..." Ye Chong sighed, "It's fake, right?"
"That's right," Mr. Long grinned, "you are a surprising guy."
"The surprising thing is you, not me." Ye Chong frowned, "If you really want to cooperate, then show sincerity.
You also know that I am a death row prisoner.
I am anxious to get out now because I still have unfinished revenge.
I don't want to waste time.
If you can't, then stay away from me."
"Hehe, that's right, I like your character." Mr. Long chuckled, "But I also want to advise you.
As a warrior, you can't just stare at what's in front of you like ordinary people.
Look far away.
Look deeper.
Look higher.
revenge?
hey-hey.
If it is just a trivial matter in life, there is no need to retaliate.
That will lower your profile.
If it is a true hatred, there is no need to rush it.
As the saying goes - a gentleman's revenge is never too late.
When the opportunity comes, revenge will be avenged."
"Opportunity?" Ye Chong couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "The opportunity you told me about last time came, but it turned out to be a scam?"
"Actually, if you were me, you might do the same thing." Long Ye smiled slightly and sighed, "No one would easily trust an enemy they just met, right?"
"Yes," Ye Chong said slowly and calmly, "but I think that turning enemies into friends requires more sincerity, right?"
"Haha," Mr. Long grinned, "Yes, I like you as a straightforward person. Don't worry, I will tell you my sincerity."
"I know why you call me Long Ye?" Ye Chong suddenly said, "Haha, if you are sincere, don't you need to explain it to me?"
"Huh?" Mr. Long glanced back, and his eyes met those of Fatty Wang who was looking over. The latter was startled and immediately lowered his head, "I know that Fatty can't control his mouth.
"
"Haha, Lord Long is famous, so it may not be the fat man who said it." Ye Chong couldn't help but curl up the corner of his mouth and looked at the other party quietly.
Whoosh!
Master Long stretched out his right hand, grabbed Ye Chong's plate, then turned it around, smiled slightly, and put it back.
Ye Chong glanced at him calmly, and then looked at the other party quietly.
"If you are willing," Mr. Long's expression became extremely solemn and he said in a barely audible voice, "we will set off tomorrow."
Ye Chong didn't speak, he closed his eyes for a moment and then opened them again.
Mr. Long grinned, reached out and tapped the table twice, then turned and left.
Ye Chong quietly picked up the plate, weighed it up and down, smiled and shook his head.
When he returned to the cell, Fatty Wang quickly came up to him and said, "I'm scared to death."
"What are you scared to death?" Ye Chong couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Speak clearly."
"Master Long's eyes are so scary," Fatty Wang wiped his sweat, "It's really scary."
"He said everything he needed to say," Ye Chong smiled casually, "I already know why he called him Long Ye.