Seeing him like this, several secret guards looked at each other, and the man who stepped on Dolin's cheek also took his foot back.
"So, are you really a pathetic person?" The man squatted down and helped Dolin up and asked.
Daolin wiped the yellow mud mixed with tears on his face, nodded bitterly and said, "I haven't eaten for three days."
Looking at Dolin, who was bursting with snot and tears, these secret sentries were inevitably overflowing with sympathy. One of them said: "I will escort him to see the leader and let the three of them make a decision."
The other secret sentries nodded and returned to their original positions to keep watch.
The man picked up Dorian's collar and dragged him towards the valley, looking like he was dragging a dead dog.
Dolin followed with staggering steps. He pretended to be limping, and his steps often failed to obey his orders. He kept falling to the ground, and it was difficult for the man to lift him.
"As soon as I meet the leader, please be honest. If there is no big problem, I will reward you with two mouthfuls of food. After eating, get out of here. This is not the place you should be." The secret whistle said coldly.
Dolin nodded obediently. His eyes glanced at the layout of the valley, and he clearly remembered where there were people.
After walking hard all the way to the depths of the valley, there was a large wooden house, and there were shouts of joy in the wooden house.
The secret whistle took him to the door of the wooden house, and several minions standing guard immediately surrounded him.
"What's going on?" the guard on guard asked, looking at Dolin.
"A passing beggar just broke into our guarded area and was caught by us. Now he is brought here for the leader to make a decision." The whistle whispered.
"Damn it, a stinky beggar doesn't need the leader's decision to pull him down and chop him down." The man on guard said with a sneer.
"He said that he is a cook and can cook. We have never been good at cooking. What I mean is that if the leader determines that he is fine, he will stay and cook for us. To be honest, Zhang Laosan's skills are not good for you. Huh?" Anshao said angrily.
Hearing him mention Zhang Laosan, the guards on guard felt nauseous. The cook cooked the raw food and cooked it, as long as it didn't kill people. They really didn't want to eat the food cooked by Zhang Laosan anymore.
"Okay, leave him to me. You can go back. If there is no problem with this person, the brothers will remember you well." The guard standing guard held Daolin in his hand and walked towards the wooden house.
"Report to the leader. An intruder was found at the entrance of the valley. He has been captured by a secret sentry. He has been sent to the three leaders first. Please make a decision." The minions loudly asked for instructions.
"Bring it in." A cold voice came from inside the room, and Dolin recognized that it was the leader in white clothes who knew how to perform acupuncture.
The minions dragged Dolin into the wooden house, dragged him all the way to the three leaders who were drinking, and threw Dolin to the ground with a wave of his hand.
"A beggar?" Black Dragon asked with a frown.
"Go back to the leader of the black dragon. The secret whistle said that this man is a cook and knows how to cook. He was specially sent here." The minions repeated what the secret whistle said.
Bai Long stood up and walked over, with a cold smile on his face: "Let me try whether this kid is clean. If he is not clean, I will kill him directly."
Dorian lay on the ground and shouted quickly in his heart: "Coin, I make a wish to hide myself as an ordinary person."
The sound of a coin bouncing sounded in Dorian's mind.
"The wish is successful, and 100 experience points will be deducted."
With the sound of the coin falling, Bailong's hand had already grasped Daolin's wrist.
There was silence for a while. After a while, Bai Long brought Daolin's hand over in disgust. While wiping his hand with a handkerchief, he nodded and said, "He is an ordinary person, so there should be no problem."
Black Dragon shook his neck and made a clicking sound. He came over and turned over Dolin's right hand and looked at it, then picked up Doolin's left hand and looked at it.
"There are calluses on the right hand and calluses on the fingertips of the left hand. They should be left over from cutting and cooking vegetables all year round. He is indeed a cook." Heilong coughed lightly and said.
"That means there is nothing wrong with this person. Hurry up and kill that Zhang Laosan. I don't want to see him again for a day." Hong Long shouted, patting the table.
The man who sent Daolin in responded, drew his knife and walked out with a smile on his face.
Not long after, a scream was heard in the distance, followed by a burst of cheers.
"What's your name?" Bailong asked, throwing the handkerchief he was wiping his hands into Dolin's face.
"My name is Du Laojiu, and I'm from Guangping County." Daolin said, and at this time he borrowed Lao Du's name without hesitation.
"Du Laojiu, you will be responsible for cooking from now on. Can you cook meals for five hundred people?" Bai Long sat back down and asked.
"No problem, I can do it. I just want to make a living. I haven't been able to eat for three days." Dolin said and started to squeeze tears. He looked so pitiful and pitiful.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and have a bite to eat. It's time to cook when you're done. It's almost dark. I don't want to be hungry and not be able to eat. If you're slow, I don't mind finding a new cook. "Black Dragon waved his hand and said.
"I know, I'll go right away." Dolin stood up and limped toward the outside of the house.
"Wait a moment." Bai Long's cold voice suddenly sounded.
Dolin was startled, and his mind quickly recalled the words and actions he just said.
"Go take a shower and change into clean clothes first. You look so dirty and smelly now. It makes me sick." Bailong's tone was full of disgust.
Dolin felt relieved and gave a big thumbs up to Bai Long, a terminally obsessive-compulsive disorder patient who looked very much like a Virgo.
Under the guidance of the doorman, Dolin took a quick shower and changed into a linen cotton-padded jacket, looking like a master cook who had just come out of the countryside.
"How many of us are eating here, and I'm still thinking about what to do." Dorian asked as he followed the others to the kitchen.
"Brother No. 180 of the Black Dragon Gang, thirteen were injured today and six died."
"Brother No. 168 of the Red Dragon Gang, fifteen were injured today and four died."
"We have a brother number 30 from the Bailong Gang, all together."
"By the way, we just caught eight people today. Give them four mouths. Don't let them eat too much."
Daolin began to calculate while listening. There were more than 400 people in the Three Dragons Association. Counting himself and Taishi Xingwei, there were 480 people in total.
"Did you remember everything?" Seeing that Daolin didn't speak, the gangster stopped and asked.
Dolin didn't react, and stopped only after bumping into the minions.
"What are you doing? You didn't listen to what I said, right?" the man shouted angrily.
"I'm sorry, I was counting people just now. I haven't been very good at counting since I was a child. I wasn't counting, so I didn't look at the road." Dolin apologized quickly.
"There are more than 400 people, so you still have to make a meal for a dozen or so people. You are really unlucky. You can't handle this on your own." The minion shook his head and continued to lead the way.
Dorian thought to himself, you know nothing. You have more than 400 people, so if you give me a little experience, I will have more than 400 people. If I cook for you every day, you can catch up with the alcoholics in a year.
Of course, it was impossible for Dolin to serve these beasts here. He wished he could just send them home with a pack of special poison without any experience.
