The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

As dawn broke, those people came again.

The children were put on the carriage.

As darkness fell, they arrived at a large courtyard.

There are many children inside, probably more than 100.

"Stand still. This is your home from now on. If you disobey, I'll kill you."

A dark-faced man came out and said.

"From now on, you will be exposed to all kinds of training. After you have completed the training, you will be marked with the right mark, and then it will be your time to carry it forward."

"Before that, you will have to undergo brutal training; only those who survive will have the chance to leave."

Feige saw it; there were several Tartars in the corner, holding whips with spikes and poison.

“Master, if this whip goes down, he’ll probably be sent to heaven.”

"Let them try it themselves when the time comes."

"You're all resting today. Training will begin tomorrow."

As luck would have it, Feige and the other kids ended up in the same dorm room. The dorm wasn't very big, but it was clean and there were six of them in one room.

It's already very late.

They rested in the dormitory for a while, and then someone rang the bell outside.

"Quickly, everyone come out, it's time to eat!" someone outside shouted.

"Let's go eat."

Feige and his group came out. The people outside had already lined up, and they were at the back of the line.

Finally, it was their turn. Each person received a steamed bun, a bowl of porridge, and a meat pie.

"Take it back to your dorm to eat, and put the bowl in the basket by the door when you're done."

Everyone left. Feige was carrying a bowl, and the boy was holding Yaya's hand.

Once they arrived at the dormitory, everyone started eating. Ya Ya sat in the middle.

The boy tore the steamed bun into pieces and put them into the porridge.

Ya Ya ate half a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge and was full.

The others were full after eating a steamed bun and a bowl of porridge, and they couldn't eat any more meat pies.

"Are you all full? The meat pies haven't been touched. So everyone put their pies in front of Feige. I'll hide them. Can I eat them when I'm hungry?" Feige whispered.

"Okay, let me know if you're hungry."

In the blink of an eye, the meat pie was gone.

The children didn't ask any questions. Feige had been helping them all along the way. Their mother had always said that one should be grateful.

"By the way, my name is Feige. What are your names?"

"My name is Xiaohu,"

My name is Xiaoli.

My name is Fatty.

Her name is Ya Ya.

My name is Liu Xu.

"Okay, from now on we have to help each other, okay? To survive, if you need anything, feel free to ask me for help. I like friends."

"it is good"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"it is good"

"That's enough, let's go to sleep and recharge." The children climbed into bed and fell asleep quickly.

It was almost dawn.

The bell rang again outside.

"Get up!" the man shouted.

The children came out quickly; some of the slower ones were whipped and immediately fell to the ground, unable to get up.

Several men carried them away.

The man stood on the high platform and said, "See? If you're slow, this is what happens."

So the children began practicing, squatting, and they would squat for the entire morning.

Ya Ya fainted twice, so Fei Ge simply put Ya Ya into his spatial dimension.

"Master, the Tartars are here!"

Feige looked up and saw a different person. He had braids on his head, several moles on his face, and hooked eyes that looked like poisoned beads.

The Tartar glanced at it, expressed his satisfaction, called the person in charge over, muttered something to himself for a long time, and then left.

"Wu Tang, what are they talking about?"

"They said they were very satisfied and that the training would be completed within three months, at which point the children would be sent out to kill people, because adults are least wary of children."

"I know, hehe, it's beautiful." Feige glanced at it with disdain.

In the afternoon, I also did squats.

That evening, Feige let Yaya out.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, we'll protect you."

"Mmm," Ya Ya said.

"Yaya, you didn't go to get your food tonight, so this is all for you. Eat up. Starting tomorrow, you'll stay with me and stand next to me, understand?"

"it is good"

"Sweetie, eat up."

After Ya Ya finished eating and was full, she climbed into bed and quickly fell asleep.

Everyone was asleep.

"Master, let's go cause trouble!"

"Let's go, this is the time we've been waiting for, let's see where that Tartar is!"

"Master, we've found it. It's in a brothel not far away on the street."

"Walk"

In an instant, Feige arrived at the brothel, and naturally, the first place she went was the kitchen.

The kitchen has everything: meat, rice, roast chicken, roast duck, steamed buns, dumplings, and pancakes.

"Hehe, good stuff!"

In the blink of an eye, everything was gone.

"Let's go find him."

With Wu Tang guiding the way in the space, Fei Ge arrived quickly.

The room was filled with singing and dancing.

That waist is so beautiful, a slender waist, you could wrap your hand around it.

That face was a typical snake-like face.

In front of the man was fine wine and grapes, several women were massaging his legs, and two others were massaging his back.

"You really know how to enjoy yourself,"

Suddenly, the music stopped, and a group of beautiful women came in, while the dancers went out.

The man laughed, stood up, walked to the center of the stage, and jumped up and down with the women. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed the buttocks of the woman next to him, and then touched her breast.

"Tsk tsk tsk, can't compare."

The man pulled a woman aside and kissed her on the face, making her blush.

After a while, the man released her and returned to his seat.

"Wu Tang, let's slip something into his drink to make him hallucinate and give me that pill."

"Hehe, Master, let me look."

"Master, we've found it!"

With a whoosh, the pill went into the man's wine glass.

The man drank it, and then the effects appeared.

He saw a huge snake appear in front of him, its head open with a gaping maw, and the man was so frightened that he wet himself.

"Ah, don't come any closer, don't come any closer!"

Then, the man rolled down from above, startling the women below.

"Hehe, Master, it works great!"

The dancing women all left, and soon the manager of the brothel arrived.

"what happened"

"I don't know, everything was fine just now, and then suddenly it turned out like this."

The foreman squatted down, looked at the man on the ground, and found that he was foaming at the mouth.

"Help me, help me," the man said to the person in charge.

Suddenly, he saw that the steward had turned into a giant snake. The steward, who had been standing next to him, was now even more noticeable.

"Young master, are you alright?"

Then, the man on the ground saw a snake's head flicking its tongue.

The man immediately fainted.

The supervisor squatted down and touched her; she was no longer breathing.

He broke out in a cold sweat, then calmed down.

"Men, drag him out and throw him into a mass grave!"

Soon, several people came in and dragged the man away.

"Tsk tsk tsk, such a coward, how dare they be a human trafficker?"

"What a disgrace to men, you piece of trash."

"Let's go back, but we need to go to the kitchen one more time to see if they've replenished it."

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the kitchen, which was once again overflowing with food.

Feige was equally ruthless, taking everything and then disappearing.