The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

When Xia Meng touched the cold water, her fingers subconsciously curled up. She felt the warmth on her hands being instantly washed away by the cold water, and even the coolness quickly spread to her limbs and bones.

But soon, Xia Meng got used to it. She quickly washed up, turned around and left.

Xia Meng put her toiletries back into the tent and went to the cafeteria.

At this time, the cafeteria was already crowded.

The cafeteria is not very big, so if you want to go in and get food, you need to queue up.

Xia Meng took her own tableware and went to queue up.

Xia Meng tried her best not to be treated specially.

But just because Xia Meng doesn't seek special treatment doesn't mean others don't seek special treatment.

Xia Meng was waiting in line and talking to an aunt in front of her.

Auntie felt sorry for Xia Meng because she was wearing too thin clothes. She kept saying to Xia Meng,

"Governor Xia, you are still young, you can't wear this. It's okay for you to wear such thin clothes now, but when you are older, your body will be in trouble, you know?"

"If I get rheumatism again, it won't be worth it!"

"Governor Xia, the fate of all of us depends on you, you must protect yourself."

"Governor Xia, is your menstruation normal? Most girls of your age will have dysmenorrhea. My father is a Chinese medicine doctor. You can go see him. He is very good at regulating the body and is very famous!"

Faced with everyone's concern, Xia Meng had no choice but to keep thanking them. Everyone was really so enthusiastic.

We were chatting animatedly here when suddenly there was a commotion in front.

"What are you doing?"

"What are you doing? Are you looking down on me?"

"Who is looking down on you? Do you need anyone to teach you how to queue up for food? Go and queue up!"

"What are you doing? Why are you making a fuss again?"

"Hey, from what the person in front of me said, it seems like someone cut in line!"

"Cutting in line? Who is so uncultured?"

“That’s right, can’t you see so many people queuing here?”

“Some people are just poor quality!”

The volunteers were distributing food and had no time to take care of things here, so Xia Meng had to step forward and say,

"I gonna go see."

"Governor Xia, don't be polite to those people with no manners! Give them a good beating!"

"Yes, some people just deserve to be punished!"

Xia Meng nodded and walked into the tent.

The food distribution tent was large, filled with steaming buns and several buckets of porridge.

The volunteers were distributing food when three big men came and insisted on cutting in line.

The volunteers first politely asked them to line up, but the three big men refused to listen and insisted on cutting in line, which caused a commotion.

"What's wrong with me cutting in line today?"

A burly man in his twenties said arrogantly,

"What can you do to me?"

The other two men stood behind the man and looked at the volunteers with laughter.

"If you don't give us food, we won't leave, and the people behind us won't be able to get food either."

You can tell at first glance that these three people are gangsters.

After hearing the shameless remarks made by several people, the volunteers had no choice but to call the police, hoping that the nearest police could come and deal with them.

When he saw the volunteer was about to call the police, one of the thugs immediately stepped forward and snatched the phone from the volunteer's hand.

The volunteer was shocked to see his phone was snatched away.

"Give me back my phone."

The hooligans were even angrier than the volunteers.

"It's just cutting in line, do you need to call the police?"

"If you just give us the food, we'll leave. Why are you so troublesome?"

There was even a gangster who shamelessly accused the volunteers:

"Don't be so selfish and keep so many people waiting. Give us the food quickly. This will be better for everyone!"