sbdcsierra Chapter 285 Three people traveling together
Chapter 285 Three people traveling together
A crisp "click" sound broke the silence of the cell, and the iron door of the cell where An Qingyu was was slowly pushed open.
The door hinges made a slight friction sound, as if telling the traces of time.
An Qingyu slowly sat up from the bed, squinted his eyes slightly, and adjusted to the dim light.
He blew gently on his glasses twice, and the hot air formed a thin layer of mist on the lenses.
Then he pulled up his yellow jacket. It was a prison uniform of rough texture, but at this moment he used it as a tool to wipe his glasses.
He carefully wiped his glasses gently, his movements soft and delicate, as if he was protecting a precious treasure.
The lens gradually became clearer as he wiped it, reflecting a clear glimmer of light.
An Qingyu put the cleaned glasses firmly on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses instantly regained their former sharpness.
He blinked slightly, adjusting to his newly clear vision.
When his vision fully returned, he noticed a sturdy figure standing before him.
The figure stood at the door, blocking most of the light and appearing particularly tall.
The body exudes an invisible sense of oppression, as if it is a moving mountain.
An Qingyu's gaze narrowed slightly, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
He stood up slowly, his body swaying slightly, as if he was still adjusting to the movement after a long period of stillness.
He raised his head slightly, his eyes showing a hint of calmness and scrutiny, his voice low and steady:
"Is something wrong?"
Han Jinlong, who was standing at the door, looked particularly humble at this moment despite his strong build.
He bent down slightly and forced a smile on his face.
That smile is like a white lotus blooming in spring,
Full of enthusiasm and friendliness. There was a hint of flattery in his voice:
"I'm Boss Zhang Yun's number one lackey!
I heard you wanted to meet Boss Zhang Yun. Please follow me and I'll take you to see him!"
A gleam of light flashed under An Qingyu's glasses, and there was a hint of sharpness and insight in his eyes.
He nodded slightly, without saying much, and just followed Han Jinlong silently.
He thought to himself: It seems that Zhang Yun has a very high status in this place.
The two of them walked through the prison areas. An Qingyu glanced around, observing this unfamiliar environment.
The passage in the prison area seemed a little dark, and the lights hanging on the wall emitted a faint light, making it look particularly deserted.
Occasionally other prisoners would cast curious glances, but they would quickly lower their heads and continue with their own affairs.
They passed the activity area where several prisoners were doing morning exercises, their movements looking somewhat mechanical and tired.
An Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
He noticed that despite the oppressive environment, the prisoners' eyes revealed a desire for freedom.
Finally, they arrived at the cafeteria.
The cafeteria is relatively spacious and the air is filled with the aroma of food.
Several long tables were neatly arranged with some simple tableware on them.
Han Jinlong stopped at the door, turned slightly sideways, and motioned An Qingyu to go in.
An Qingyu nodded and walked into the cafeteria, his eyes scanning the cafeteria.
His steps were steady and powerful, and each step seemed particularly firm.
The light in the cafeteria was a little dim, but An Qingyu's eyes were like a ray of light penetrating the fog, quickly locking onto the target.
The moment he entered, An Qingyu's attention was immediately attracted by two familiar figures in the center of the cafeteria.
There, Lin Qiye and Zhang Yun were sitting at a long table, surrounded by a group of people.
Lin Qiye's eyes seemed a little dull, as if he was lost in deep thought. He looked ahead blankly, as if thinking about some complicated problem.
He leaned forward slightly, his chin supported by his hands, looking a little bored.
Next to him, Zhang Yun's movements were particularly eye-catching.
His hands danced so fast that they seemed to leave traces in the air. As he moved, the food flowed into his mouth like flowing rivers.
His movements were swift and powerful, as if he had an endless appetite.
The people around him surrounded him, passing various dishes to him in an orderly manner. Their movements were skillful and tacit, as if they were already used to this kind of scene.
Zhang Yun’s aura was like that of a tyrant, and his presence was so strong that it seemed as if the entire cafeteria revolved around him.
There was a glint of confidence and dominance in his eyes, as if he knew everything around him.
Although his movements were quick, he seemed extremely calm, as if everything was under his control.
The people around him had expressions of awe and obedience on their faces as they served him, as if they had become accustomed to the rhythm of being commanded by Zhang Yun.
Zhang Yun's expression changed slightly, as if he sensed some familiar breath.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as torches, and instantly locked onto An Qingyu in front of him.
A smile of surprise appeared on his face, as if he had met a long-lost friend.
With a hint of teasing and humor in his voice, he said loudly:
"Hey! Old An!
What kind of wind is this! It blew you here!
Let this fasting place be glorious!"
Han Jinlong, who was standing behind An Qingyu, couldn't help but tremble slightly when he heard Zhang Yun's voice.
A hint of astonishment and relief flashed in his eyes, as if he had just realized the relationship between An Qingyu and Zhang Yun.
He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to himself:
"This kid actually knows Boss Zhang Yun! Not bad! Not bad!"
There was a hint of relief and nervousness in his tone.
Lin Qiye, who was next to Zhang Yun, came back to his senses after hearing Zhang Yun's words.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was just immersed in his own thoughts.
For the past two days, he had been thinking and planning to escape from the fasting place. Various routes kept flashing through his mind, trying to find a feasible escape plan.
However, the overall security of the fasting center was extremely strict, which made him somewhat lost.
At this moment, Lin Qiye's eyes met An Qingyu's, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.
There was a hint of surprise and confusion in his voice:
"An Qingyu! Why are you here?"
There was a sense of disbelief in his tone, as if An Qingyu's appearance was completely unexpected to him.
An Qingyu walked over, his figure seemed particularly calm, his steps were steady and elegant, like a gentleman with a smile on his face.
There was a glint of warmth and determination in his eyes.
He smiled slightly and said softly:
"For you!"
His voice was calm and sincere, as if he was responding to the greeting of an old friend.
Lin Qiye pointed at himself blankly, with a look of confusion and puzzlement in his eyes:
"For me!"
There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice, as if he was trying to confirm whether he had heard correctly.
He was a little confused, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he was wondering if there was any deeper meaning behind An Qingyu's words.
Zhang Yun saw this scene from the side, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.
There was a hint of teasing and mockery in his eyes, as if he was enjoying an interesting show.
He thought secretly in his heart:
"An Qingyu wasn't exaggerating when he came to this retreat. He really came for Lin Qiye. What a pure friendship!"
There was a hint of teasing in his voice, as if he was amused by Lin Qiye's confusion.
"Qiye! This dog food is full of gay love!"
Lin Qiye was stunned.
His face turned dark.
About to speak.
However, at this moment, An Qingyu suddenly stretched out his finger and pointed at Zhang Yun:
"And him!"
Zhang Yun was stunned, his hands stopped moving for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He didn't expect An Qingyu to mention him suddenly, as if he had been eaten by a melon, which caught him off guard.
He had an awkward smile on his face, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes:
"Hey!"
"This is a real surprise."
"Lao An! Looking at you like this, I can tell you haven't eaten yet! Sit down quickly! Eat, eat!" Zhang Yun's voice suddenly became enthusiastic, as if the embarrassment just now had never happened.
There was a glint of cunning in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a brilliant smile.
His movements seemed particularly natural, as if he was welcoming a long-lost friend.
One of the younger brothers instantly understood Zhang Yun's intention. His body trembled slightly and he reacted quickly.
He quickly made room for himself nearby, his movements quick and skillful, as if he was already used to this kind of scene.
He placed the stools skillfully with a respectful smile on his face:
"Boss An! Please come in!"
There was a hint of flattery in his voice, and he tried his best to please An Qingyu.
An Qingyu did not refuse. A strange look flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.
He took light steps and sat down steadily, his movements appearing exceptionally graceful.
He glanced at the people around him, his eyes scrutinizing, as if he was observing something important.
“Look how obedient and afraid of you they are!
Zhang Yun, there's something wrong with you!
How many people have you killed?
There was a hint of scrutiny in An Qingyu's voice and a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
His eyes were fixed on Zhang Yun.
When Zhang Yun heard this, an awkward smile appeared on his face. He laughed and tried to change the subject:
"Who are you killing? Do I look like such a violent person?"
An Qingyu: "Like!!!"
Lin Qiye: "Not just like! Absolutely! A terrorist and violent element!"
However, at this moment, An Qingyu and Lin Qiye spoke at the same time, with an unquestionable certainty in their voices.
Zhang Yun: "...dao_(:3ゝ∠)_...injured..."
“It’s so uncomfortable, shiitake mushrooms!!!”
Hearing such straightforward words from the two, Zhang Yun's face instantly became speechless.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes.
He rolled his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth twitching violently, as if he was speechless at the two people's bluntness.
There was a hint of ridicule and helplessness in his voice:
"You two guys are really..."
An Qingyu and Lin Qiye looked at each other tacitly, with a knowing smile in their eyes.
Their eyes met, as if they were silently communicating some important information.
Then, Lin Qiye hesitated slightly, as if thinking about how to start.
A hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and asked softly:
"Lao An! Did you just come from Cangnan City?"
An Qingyu smiled slightly and nodded, with a hint of certainty in his voice: