44. DONG DONG DONG DONG DUDUDU…

 

The slaves were worried that they would be blown away by the wind, so they tied the beds their hands to the bed frame, as such the beds were crowded together, they were bumped with each other time to time by the strong wind, making colliding noises all night.

Everyone finally survived the night, but the wind strengthened again, so no one’s eyes could not be opened, and people were swaying when walking. The deacons still drove the slaves to work.

The truck first took Jiang Yu and the others to the factory, and then Bao Ye to the construction site.

After Jiang Yu and his group got out of the car, the heavy truck swayed from side to side. When they arrived at Bao Ye’s work place, a strong gust of wind suddenly overturned the truck.

The moment the large truck fell to the ground, Bao Ye nimbly jumped out of the vehicle, and while Deacon Zhu and the others were not paying attention, he teleported to the health department.

Lao Liu and Nian Gao were cleaning.

Since the windows were not closed during the gale yesterday, the whole building was covered with dust. Cleaning it would take several days.

Bao Ye cleaned Dong Ling Ce’s office first, and then went to help Lao Liu and the others.

At eight o’clock, Wang Qiao still haven’t appeared.

Lao Liu said worriedly: “Wang Jie might not be able to come today due to such a strong wind.”

Nian Gao said: “It’s good if that’s the case, but it would be terrible if something happened on the way to her.”

Lao Liu sighed.

Bao Ye, who was scrubbing the gate, asked: “We finished cleaning the first floor, are we going to clean the second floor?”

Nian Gao looked at Bao Ye, just in time to see a luxury car parking outside the door, and then, their master Dong Ling Ce stepped down from the back seat. Under the strong wind, his long black hair still hung neatly behind him, as if the surrounding dust did not dare to get close to him.

“The master is here.”

Nian Gao hurriedly put the mop and bucket aside, so as not to stain the master’s eyes.

Bao Ye was stunned, the wind was so strong, why did this psycho came here.

He quickly opened the door for Dong Ling Ce, after he walked in, he quickly closed the door to block the dust.

When Dong Ling Ce  saw Bao Ye, his originally bad mood inexplicably improved: “The weather is really nice today.”

Bao Ye instinctively felt that this psycho is thinking of some tricks again.

He glanced at the dusty sky outside, and said, “Master, it’s time for you to get glasses.”

Dong Ling Ce’s mouth curled up, “I said today’s wind is particularly good, just right for flying kites.”

The corners of Bao Ye’s eyes Twitching: “Are you sure you want to fly a kite, not a person?”

Dong Ling Ce’s smile deepened: “Go and find me a thick and long rope then come to my office.”

“Do you want to Make a kite?” Bao Ye wondered, “Then do you need paper, sticks, and glue?”

“No.” Dong Ling Ce  walked into the elevator and went up to the tenth floor.
Ten minutes later, Bao Ye finally knew why Dong Ling Ce didn’t use paper and sticks to make kites.

Because Dong Ling Ce, a psychopath, directly regarded him as a kite, tied the rope he found to his wrist, and then threw him out of the window like a ball.

Before the Bao Ye man could turn around, he was thrown to the sky: “Fuck, dong dong dong dong dududu…”

his face and mouth were blown by the strong wind like the sea, swaying waves, blowing his whole face as if it was going to be deformed, and before could even speak completely, he ate a mouthful of sand.

Bao Ye hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands, wanting to spit out the sand in his mouth.

Sitting in front of the window, Dong Ling Ce put the rope in his long hand while drinking the tea in his cup with a smile on his face. Then, he saw Bao Ye’s trousers being swept away by the strong wind.

Bao Ye wanted to get it back, but it was too late. The trousers that the slaves wear elastic, and they are very old. The elastic band on the top of the trousers has long been loosened, and the hems of the trousers are wide cropped. Therefore, when the wind blows, it just slipped out from under the legs.

Seeing Bao Ye’s little brother, Dong Ling Ce made a puff, suppressed his laughter for some time, but could no longer hold back the burst of laughter.

 

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