Arshid's privileges obviously made those people feel that they had been treated unfairly and unequally, especially a few burly young men who smelled like a bald eagle. Their complaints, both internal and external, even escalated to Teacher Cang's violation of human rights. degree.
It's true that it was directly played by Li Cang...
I violated your uncle! What kind of outrageous and refreshing brain circuit is this?
It is nonsense to say that we are not worried about scarcity but about inequality. It is just an appearance and an excuse. The essence is that people have a very obvious characteristic - they like to devote their limited lives to infinite struggles and never tire of it.
The only lesson that human beings can learn from history is that human beings never learn lessons. From the English-speaking people who are indifferent and do not behave well to the Soviet revisionists and the classic American patriarchy, the spirit of being tough even if there is no contradiction is heartwarming. In the Western world, this thing is called an ideological dispute, but for the vast majority of ordinary people who live an ordinary life, what does timi have to do with us? What else can it be if it is not full and full?
In short, those guys who complain and complain without realizing anything good may have become accustomed to it over the years, or they may have been relieved by stress relief, or they always feel that the water is too clear to fish, so they are committed to through their own efforts. Mobilizing public opinion to share the benefits, the specific idea is unknown...
From the early days of the disaster to the present, there has never been a shortage of such people among the survivors.
It’s just that they may not understand that at this moment, they have already touched the restricted area of professionals in this field.
No one in the world understands the simple truth better than Lao Wang that "you need to pay a price for oral pleasure." The little coin boy beat me repeatedly to make my flesh become chewy and elastic. I don't allow anyone to do anything in front of me!
A guy like Lao Wang, who wants to stir up trouble without any reason, is also an extreme purist. How can he accept this grievance? If he held it in for such a long time and didn't take the initiative to find trouble with others, it would have opened up the overall picture, okay?
"Young man, you seem to be very brave~"
"What?"
"Human rights? I'll teach you what fucking human rights are! White-skinned pig! Do you think you're living in the era of fucking slave owners? You're eating shit!"
"You, what are you doing, fuck, you stupid yellow-skinned monkey with no sense of the overall situation, what are you doing, are you actually trying to provoke internal strife at this time? Ah~"
The conversation here ended with a rather soul-stirring scream. Everyone was dumbfounded and did not even have time to stop the sudden fight.
Oh, the main thing is that they are actually not free either.
Besides...
Walking corpses are surrounded by bloody fights all around. Teammates greet each other cordially and have in-depth exchanges. You explain to me, what the hell is this?
"The Sword Comes"
As for Li Laixi and Li Cang, don't expect them to break up the fight. If Li Cang's slightly socially fearful character can be established, then there is no doubt that it corresponds to his indifference to other people.
Dissuade a fight?
I won’t break up the fight!
If I have the time, wouldn't it be nice to earn a few coins by banging zombies?
Idle people are not as good as weeds. If there is too much grass on my empty island, some mushrooms can grow and a few flowers bloom. What can you do? How can the base fertilizer be more nutritious than walking corpses?
Don't care, don't care, don't have time, too lazy to care, drink more hot water and try restarting.
Lao Wang's crotch-pushing is really crotch-pushing. His DPS level may not be as good as that of a chicken on an empty island, but his unreasonable evil fire unlimited mental control, the key to really hitting anyone is just whether you want to or not. It’s not about whether it’s possible, but at most it adds prerequisites of whether it can hit and the length of its own physical strength bar. Can you understand the pain that even the walking zombies can’t bear?
Although in theory, the evil fire will not bring any substantial damage except to the soul level and psychological shadow area, at least until he knocks out the evil fire, this unlucky guy will never think of any decent counterattack. , it’s my question whether I can beat you to death, it’s all up to you whether you get beaten or not!
This is the first time that Master Wang has applied such a vicious thing to a living person. It's hard to beat this guy to death...
Uh, or does it hurt to death?
This is even more terrifying in the eyes of others. If they didn't have time to break up the fight just now, they don't dare to break up the fight now.
A set of unstructured tortoise punches could simply beat a subordinate who was armed to the teeth until he lost his pants? Something's wrong! This fat man is definitely not as simple as he seems! We can't afford to offend him!
The physical torture was no match for the heart-wrenching pain deep in his soul. America truly realized what it means to live without dying. He even tried to end this pain by committing suicide, but failed...
The brutal beating lasted for a quarter of an hour.
After punching America, Mr. Wang was probably imitating the style of leading an elder in a certain movie. He slapped his face and said in a ferocious and frivolous manner: "Teach you to be a good boy, and trouble will come from your mouth." The disease enters through the mouth. If you can speak, write a book. If you can’t speak, you can sew your mouth shut. If you continue to gossip and gossip behind other people’s backs, we will have plenty of time to make you sweat~"
Acting in his true colors, no skills but just emotion, the fuel consumption per 100 kilometers is two times Ji Chunhua Ji teacher.
The expression on America's face when he was fished out of the water was as if he had met a real devil. For the first time, he knew what it was like to endure pain countless times beyond the limit of physical endurance but could not pass out no matter what. Grinding teeth and clenching hands, twitching muscles and losing the ability to think, and...
Dehydrated!
Extreme dehydration!
America's little brother's thinking is now more out of balance than the electrolytes in his body. His whole body is basically paralyzed in a pool of sweat, twitching and muddy, and he doesn't dare to look at Lao Wang again.
"It's a mallet~ It feels pretty good~"
Master Wang walked away with nine points of disdain, one point of refreshment and ninety points of satisfaction, cursing. If the only language that the French can understand is German, then the only language that America can understand is sweetly. Body language, this kind of thing that doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin, even saying a word to them is sorry for the shit they pooped in the toilet last night! You still know how to burp when you're full! All you know is a stick!
Everyone is banned.
No one spoke up for this, and the collective turned a blind eye as if they were blind. They only focused on outputting at the walking zombies, and the KPI index soared sharply for a while.
if not?
Everyone is just hanging out on the track, and they will become strangers after this. Besides, this matter itself is because they are unreasonable. Who do you expect to stand up for whom?
"How's it going?"
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"Isn't I handsome just now?"
"Stop talking nonsense, get to work, and make up for the missed work!"
"..."
That's right, Teacher Cang, who has serious business in mind, is so meticulous.
Lao Wang was bored and had no choice but to continue to join the ranks of workers. You laughed at Teacher Cang for not knowing humor, and Teacher Cang laughed at you for not knowing how to exploit surplus value.
