High Martial Arts: Invincible Starts from Basic Archery novel Chapter 133

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In the living room of the second-floor villa at Zhao Family Castle, several haggard and ragged men were gathered around a table, eating.

The food on the table was abundant, with both vegetables and meat, and it smelled delicious.

The men were gobbling down their food like they were starved to death.

"Whew, whew..."

Just then, one young man suddenly looked up, his face turning red from choking.

Seeing this, the others quickly put down their chopsticks, some patted his back, others handed him water.

"Phew..."

The young man finally swallowed the food, quickly thanking the others. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Young people, rushing while eating like this, it’s bound to make you choke," one man said, picking up his chopsticks again.

"Come on, you’re no better. You were devouring your food just as fast as him. You just got lucky and didn’t choke."

"If you ask me, no one was eating slowly just now."

"Hahaha."

Everyone laughed at that.

But as they laughed, someone started crying.

"I can’t even remember what it feels like to choke on food."

"Yeah, I’ve almost forgotten too. When was the last time we had a full meal? A year ago? Three years ago? Ten years ago?"

"Sigh, ever since we came to Zhao Family Castle, I haven’t had a single good day. Zhao Da and his people don’t even treat us like humans, worse than beasts. Look at them living like gods in this villa, this living room, this kitchen."

"Right, I opened that double-door fridge just now and was stunned. It had everything, meat, fish, eggs, milk, you name it. And there were even popsicles! Damn it, after dinner, I’m going to eat ten or eight of those."

"Exactly."

Everyone started nodding in agreement.

At that moment, a man who had been quiet, sitting facing south, coughed lightly and said, "All that belongs to Brother Chen. We’d better not take too much."

The others were taken aback.

He continued, "Before Brother Chen left, he entrusted us with the food distribution and the task of guarding the basement. That’s his trust in us.

Yes, Brother Chen said we could eat the food in the villa, but we have to show some restraint, right?"

They all exchanged glances and nodded.

"Brother Wu is right. The fact that we can sit here, chatting and eating, is all thanks to Brother Chen. If it weren’t for him, we’d still be laboring outside."

"Exactly, he trusted us with the storage. We can’t betray that trust."

"By the way, nothing should go wrong with the basement, right?" the young man He Fei who had choked earlier asked instinctively.

After all, Brother Chen is so powerful, Zhao Da wasn’t even his match. Who would dare mess with the basement?

"Let’s hope not."

Wu Guang said, silently eating his rice.

After Chen Fan left, he immediately went to the storage to get weapons.

When distributing food earlier, he had noticed quite a few eyes burning with desire towards the basement.

Seeing this, the others buried their heads in their bowls as well.

Just then, a series of rapid footsteps echoed from outside.

They looked up, glancing towards the door in unison.

What they saw almost scared them to death.

At the villa entrance, a crowd of over a hundred people had gathered, men and women, young and old. The dozen or so at the front were young and strong, some even wielding knives, spears, and bows.

"What, what’s going on?"

He Fei’s mouth gaped.

Wu Guang set down his chopsticks, his face serious.

The other three or four had varying degrees of paleness on their faces.

They had just been thinking, could there really be someone bold enough to take Brother Chen’s things?

Turns out there really were, and quite a few of them, too.

"Pick up the weapons on the floor."

Wu Guang said in a low voice.

They snapped out of it, quickly picking up the knives and spears on the floor, and followed him to the door.

Facing this mass of people, their hands holding the weapons were trembling.

"What are you all doing here? We’ve already distributed all the food, haven’t we?"

Wu Guang gripped his spear, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his voice steady.

The elderly, women, and children in the crowd instinctively took a step back, not daring to meet his eyes.

But the dozen or so strong adults in front showed no fear.

A tall man with narrow eyes at the front, smiling, said, "Brother Wu, yes, the food has been distributed. But we still need some living supplies, like shampoo and body wash. I saw there’s quite a lot in the basement. Why not distribute some to everyone? They’re in urgent need."

The surrounding group immediately echoed his words.

In the distance, others were watching, clearly observing the situation.

"You want some living supplies?"

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