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Chapter 35 Why so twists and turns...

"Sorry, entry is not allowed here."

Arriving at the door of the dormitory, Chen Banxian was stopped in front of him!

"What's going on?" He glanced at the number on the building. He was suddenly not allowed to enter the den he had been visiting for several years?

The guard at the door asked him to take out the residence permit. Only with the residence permit can he enter.

But where did he get the residence order? It was fine seven days ago, but suddenly I can't go back.

"Kid, this place has been full for a long time." The man next to him sighed: "So many residents have moved here, let alone the buildings. Look outside, the roads are full of tents."

It is said that it is a tent, but some are actually just some cloth, iron sheets, wooden boards, etc. put up.

"Then I'll take out my luggage and go to the head office, right?" He frowned. At worst, he would have to find a new place to live.

School... no, the third shelter is so big, there is always room for people.

"Okay, you can get a pass application first, and then ask your teacher to issue a dormitory certificate."

The guard said that if he got these two things, he could enter it.

I go back to my dormitory, do I need to prove it? Chen Banxian was a little angry. He suppressed his anger, turned around and asked someone again, and went to the management office to write an application.

The staff at the management office looked at him lightly and said, "Please provide your proof of residence in the dormitory and I will issue it for you."

"Proof of residence? Where can I do this?"

A manic-depressive mood rose from the bottom of his heart, and his voice couldn't help but become a little louder.

"What's the point of yelling here?" The manager rolled his eyes. Having seen this kind of person too many times, he will inevitably feel disgusted.

A pretty boy. Only when there are many people like this will they divide their resources. The food in the shelter is getting more expensive day by day.

"well."

Chen Banxian turned around and left, sneering angrily. He didn't want those things anymore.

Don't you like to mess around? Give, he gives!

After all, these were troubled times, and these people's attitudes were pretty good, he convinced himself.

Turn around, take two steps, and calm down.

No, the more I walked, the more angry I became, and the more I thought about it, the more angry I became. Why should his things be left to these people for nothing?

"bump!"

The door to the management office was pushed open, causing the staff member just now to shake his shoulders in fright.

"You're sick!" he cursed. Is this guy stupid?

Chen Banxian walked in aggressively and stared at him.

"Why, do you still want to hit me?" Being stared at fiercely, the clerk felt a chill under his butt, and his tone could not help but feel guilty.

"Crack." His hand fell on the desk that had been converted into a desk. The desk suddenly cracked from the middle and could not withstand the huge force.

The steel bars below were completely twisted and deformed, sinking little by little.

"You...what are you going to do!" The clerk broke out in a cold sweat and said with an inward look: "Don't think you can do anything if you are stronger, this is a shelter!"

He secretly asked colleagues on both sides for help, asking them to quickly inform the army.

Chen Banxian didn't answer, and the back of the table was completely penetrated. Then he gently withdrew his hand.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little too strong and it's hard to control me."

"I just came back to ask you about someone. He is a student who was recruited into the army. His name is Fang Ping. How can I find him?"

The clerk wiped away the cold sweat. It turned out that he was looking for someone, and he was already going to be beaten today.

I didn't expect that the idiot in front of me could actually be a transcendent person.

His tone was not as arrogant as before, and he whispered: "Students have different divisions of labor in the army, but if you want to find someone, you can go directly to the army's archives office, where you can check."

"Where is the archives office?"

"It's in the library next to the cafeteria, where business is handled."

Chen Banxian nodded and patted his shoulder: "Yes, not bad."

Shi Ran walked out with his hands behind his back.

Behind him, the office clerk let out a long breath, his back already wet with cold sweat.

However, the first time he went to rub his shoulder was the shoulder he had just casually patted on. When he opened his clothes, he saw what a big bruise!

You bastard, he was furious, he was also powerful among the higher-ups of the shelter, and he said fiercely: "The labor and management will definitely let you eat..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Banxian pushed the door open again and entered.

"Sorry, I thought I heard something."

He approached the latter, looked at the latter's pale face, and said slowly: "I will come and see when you get off work. Do you have any relatives or children at home?"

"It's dark and the roads are slippery. You don't want anything to happen to them, right?"

The clerk trembled: "No...I don't want to..."

"very good."

He patted the latter's other shoulder again and left slowly.

The pale face of the clerk had a hint of blackness, and these two blows made it even worse!

In comparison, Chen Banxian was in a much better mood.

"Force cannot solve any problem, but it can solve most problems!"

Who said this? What a great man.

Oh, it's Wozkishoder.

After wandering to the library, he came to Fang Ping, hoping to protect his rights through internal means.

Unfortunately, the office told him that Fang Ping's team had gone on a mission and had not returned yet.

"He's not dead outside, is he?" Chen Banxian was a little worried and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't worry, we will be notified if anyone is killed."

The library clerk pointed to the busy figures in the hall and said proudly: "Look, there are so many of us, who is alive and who is dead, we all have detailed file records."

What's there to be proud of? Chen Banxian was speechless.

As he was talking, military personnel came in from outside and handed some papers.

"More than twenty more died." A clerk sighed after taking it, then passed the paper and everyone started recording.

The person next to him dug out the documents, used the oldest method to find out the name and file of the deceased, and pressed the seal of death.

Chen Banxian glanced at it, his eyebrows twitching wildly!

When flipping through the files, most of them were printed with the words: Dead!

How many people have died?

He didn't dare to think about it and asked the officials that he could build his own accommodation anywhere outside the main road of the shelter.

There are no more tents, and the third shelter in Liangcheng is seriously saturated.

Fortunately, I met an acquaintance on the road.

"Chen Banxian!" Liu Lexian was surprised: "I've been looking for you for a long time. You didn't come out from behind. Where did you go?"

She thought that this cruel classmate had died in a foreign country.

"Did you think I was dead?" How could Chen Banxian fail to understand her thoughts:

"Let's not talk too much. I'm so sleepy. Is there a place to sleep?"

"It's broad daylight, isn't it?" Liu Lexian subconsciously glanced at Chen Banxian's lower body: "I'm not that kind of person...

"Classmate Liu Lexian, this joke is not funny." Chen Banxian was speechless:

"I haven't slept since I went to another world. If I don't take a rest, I'll have to ask you to dance on my grave today next year."

"Pfft." Liu Lexian laughed and said, "My place is small, so don't dislike the place I built myself."

How could Chen Banxian be in such a disgusting mood? He almost fell asleep after seeing the nest!

Let the beautiful dreams heal his riddled soul.