"Our workers are very considerate, I believe they will take good care of you."

"After all, we are in the grassland, and there may be wolves at night. You are the youngest of us, and you will definitely get everyone's care."

Xu Damao walked and talked, and soon led the stick to a big tent.

But he didn't go in directly, but stopped outside the big tent. This was the first time he took the initiative to go in.

"Oh, here comes the big ass." A prisoner who was resting at the door looked up and saw the stick, and was taken aback for a moment.

He immediately stood up, raised the big tent respectfully and said excitedly: "Please!"

big ass?
Stick followed in with doubts, looking at these people in front of him, he felt very familiar.

Here are all the prisoners living with Xu Damao.

When everyone saw Xu Damao, they were already excited when they came in, but they were even more excited when they saw a little boy following him.

The big man turned over from the bed and walked over with a smile: "Isn't this the director?"

"By the way, you caught a lot of meat last time, where did you hide it?"

"What's the matter with this kid?"

Xu Damao wanted to take a step back, but he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "The meat must be saved for eating, this is my little follower, and I will clean up the place in the future!"

The big man smiled: "Hey, you are here to serve everyone, don't always talk about inside and outside, right?"

Hearing this, the other prisoners laughed, and a few stronger ones had already walked to the tent door to block the exit.

"Xu Damao? What do you mean?" Sticky obviously sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

"What do you mean?" The big man smiled: "That means we want to exchange meat with you."

Seeing a few people approaching with malicious intentions, Bang Jian immediately yelled: "Brother, don't do this, I'm going to yell!"

The big man smiled: "You broke your throat, and no one will pay attention to you, hahaha!"

As he spoke, the big man directly grabbed the stick with both hands.

"Xu Damao, you bastard, are you pissing me off?" Sticky looked at Xu Damao.

"Who are you talking about?" Among the crowd surrounding Xu Damao, two big men turned their heads with wicked smiles.

Xu Damao immediately shouted: "Brothers, you already have this doll, why do you still miss me?"

Soon, Xu Damao didn't care to say anything more.

Xu Damao never imagined that this time, he lost his wife and lost his army, and he actually got himself involved.

After a long time, Xu Damao and BangGong limped out of the camp.

"Xu Damao! You bastard!" Stick directly rushed to Xu Damao.

Xu Damao listened to the shout, and turned sideways to the side.

He dodged with his upper body, but his left hind leg was directly embraced by the stick.

Without further ado, stick stem just took a bite at Xu Damao's ass.

"Ah!" Xu Damao yelled directly to the sky.

In pain, he immediately raised his fist and punched the back of his butt.

Immediately, the stick's forehead was smashed with a loud bang.

He covered his forehead with one hand, but his mouth did not loosen, and he pulled it back forcefully.

Xu Damao's tears flowed from the pain. He saw that the stick was not loose, and he couldn't break it even if he beat it, so he just sat down on his buttocks.

Stick stem suddenly felt that his head had been planted in the grass and mud, and there was still a hot and humid mass on the back of his head, covering the roots behind his ears.

And his face was tightly blocked by two lumps of flesh, and then there was a sound of "Pow!".

Xu Damao didn't want to fart either, but the pain from being bitten just now made his stomach tense, and a yellow fart went down.

Stick immediately called out, although his mouth was loose, Xu Damao did not stand up.

He intentionally pressed the stick's face back and forth with the two bones of his buttocks.

Xu Damao felt that in this way, it seemed that he could wipe all the dirt from his butt on the stick's face.

Stick was already having trouble breathing, but after he let out a wow sound, he took a deep breath without noticing it.

Immediately, the whole body felt like it was burning, and the blood rushed straight to the brow.

Using both hands and feet with sticks and stems, Xu Damao was so painful that he finally beat him.

"You fucking are disgusting!" Stick sticks to the ground and vomits.

Xu Damao rubbed his butt and snorted coldly: "I'm just letting you get acquainted first, after a while, you'll have to pick up shit balls with me!"

"What?" Sticky shouted immediately, "I came here as agreed, not to clean the toilet!"

Xu Damao smiled: "Yes, are you blind? There is no toilet here!"

"You have to come with me to pick up dung balls and shovel cow dung!"

What the stick listened to was like five thunders hitting the top.

He cursed in his heart: "Go to your mother's Zhang Xuemu, this is the job you said?"

"I kowtow to you, you said you should take care of child labor, and don't let you do what adults do!"

"In the end, when I came in, I suffered the same crime as a juvenile prison. And my mother arranged for me to pick up dung balls."

The anger suppressed in the stick roared out directly: "Zhang Xuemu!"

"I'm at odds with you!"

"Snapped!"

Xu Damao slapped BangGong directly: "I'm calling your mother!"

"Don't hurt me, I have to go out sooner!"

Stick was stunned by the beating, he felt that he was being played by others in turn, as if God wanted to punish him on purpose.

He even began to doubt life, whether he has been dreaming.

Xu Damao came over with a tool for picking up dung balls, and watched from a distance as the stick began to slap himself.

"This person seems to be stupid. Labor reform is really a place to train people."

At the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant in Beijing, Deputy Director Li's phone rang suddenly.

"Xiao Lizi, I also inquired about the person. He is a talented person who works for the country. Don't worry too much. Help him well. He will be a great guy in the future. He has the same vigor as we did back then."

Deputy director Li said respectfully: "Yes, listen to the old leader!"

At the same time, two women in avant-garde clothes were accompanying Zhang Xuemu on the return train.

Money is good, so Zhang Xuemu rented a carriage and enjoyed it directly here.

"Rhythm. Separate the two, by the way, what to say and what not to say when you go back, I don't need to teach you."

Yu Haitang faltered and nodded, Ran Qiuye retracted her tongue and nodded with a blushing face.

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