I said hello to Uncle Zhang on the phone, and I will "meet clients" as usual in the afternoon.
Meng Lang returned to the community carrying a bunch of things.
While walking on the road, he kept thinking about how to break the situation.
Now that we know who the real opponent is, we can't simply treat the murderer as an ordinary gangster.
The police can no longer be trusted. It is estimated that "my future self" discovered the internal problems of the police afterwards and chose to let Lin Haitang investigate from the outside for him.
This shows that many things must be prepared and guarded against according to the standard of "all evildoers".
If possible, Meng Lang didn't want to have a head-on conflict with a big trouble like the Xu Group.
But hiding is useless. Even if Lin Haitang and Xiao Yu move, with the energy of the Xu Group, they will still be able to find her.
Yuan Li already had a grudge against Lin Haitang. Judging from the cruel methods of the other party, even if Lin Haitang was willing to give up the case in his hand immediately, Yuan Li was unlikely to let the sisters go.
You can only be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no way to prevent a thief for a thousand days.
For Xiaoyu's safety, at least Yuan Li must solve it!
It’s just...the value of force, the value of force!
This thing is not like housing prices, which can go up if you say they go up.
As for relying on external objects... China is not like the beautiful country, where even taking a family photo can give you a sense of déjà vu.
"Headache!"
Meng Lang slapped his forehead and unknowingly reached the downstairs of the rental house.
"Master Yan, please stay!"
"I told you not to bother me!"
"No, Master Yan. Master told me that if you don't go to this 'mountain climbing meeting', our Twelve Road Tan Legs won't even be able to climb halfway up the mountain!"
"If you can't go up, you can't go up. How old do you think you are when you think about climbing mountains every day to show off how much calcium you have?"
"Uh...Master Yan, this..."
"Step aside!"
Master Yan??
Meng Lang looked at the two people in front of him in confusion.
One of them is his landlord Yan Weiwei, with a bunch of rattling keys hanging on her waist, still dressed like a rent collector.
The other is a young man wearing sportswear. He looks a bit honest and has slightly dark skin.
"Master Yan, if you don't agree, then I will have to follow you until you agree!" The young man was naive, but his eyes were very stubborn, and he stretched out his hands to stop Yan Weiwei.
Yan Weiwei glanced at him, sneered, and suddenly stretched out a leg to kick his right knee.
The man was startled and instinctively drew back his right leg. However, Yan Weiwei's kick changed midway and kicked him in the stomach.
The man quickly leaned forward and pressed down with both hands to block.
"Pah!" After a slight collision, Yan Weiwei's leg used the force of the opponent's pressure to knock down, and directly hit the man's left knee with his heel.
The man's left leg, which was the only one on the ground, suddenly became weak, and his whole body fell forward uncontrollably.
He quickly put his hands on the ground, but as soon as he supported his body, he found that Yan Weiwei's flip-flops had been pressed against his throat at some point.
Yan Weiwei looked at the other party condescendingly with contempt in her eyes.
"Your master didn't learn all the kung fu, but you learned almost all of his stubborn temper?
Go back and tell your master that it is impossible for me to go to the ‘Mountain Mountaineering Meeting’ in this life!”
Seeing Yan Weiwei's back leaving without looking back, the young man still wanted to get up and chase her.
As soon as he stood up, his left leg went weak and he knelt down again.
Only then did he realize that his entire left leg was so sore and numb that it felt like he had been squatting in a pit for too long, and he couldn't use any strength at all.
"Alas! What the master said is indeed right. I am really too far behind..."
The man smiled bitterly, but saw a hand suddenly stretched out in front of his eyes.
"Brother, are you okay?"
Meng Lang helped the man up with a warm look on his face.
"It's okay, you'll be fine in a while. Thank you brother!" the man said gratefully.
"May I ask, what is your relationship with Ms. Yan Weiwei just now? Why do you call her Master Yan?" Meng Lang asked.
"Huh? Do you know Master Yan?"
"Oh, I am her tenant. We meet her often and we are very familiar with her.
By the way, my name is Meng Lang, what do you call this brother?"
"My surname is Fan, Fan Shigang."
Rice is steel? Meng Lang couldn't help laughing, "By the way, why did you call her Master Yan?"
Fan Shigang looked at Meng Lang suspiciously, "You are not from our circle, are you? Why are you asking about this?"
Meng Lang was stunned, do you still have a circle?
Fan circle or friend circle?
Can’t we chat together if we’re not in the same circle?
"Well, actually I'm not just her tenant, I...I'm also her suitor." Meng Lang showed an embarrassed expression.
Fan Shigang suddenly showed a look of surprise.
"Master Yan is indeed very beautiful, but for having the courage to pursue Master Yan, Brother Meng's courage is simply a role model for our generation!"
"Uh... Judging from your tone, Yan Weiwei is very powerful in your circle?"
"Yeah! Very impressive!" Fan Zhigang nodded without hesitation.
"Even my masters are full of praise for Master Yan, calling her a rare genius among the younger generation."
Meng Lang's eyes lit up and he rubbed his hands, "Brother Fan, look at it it's already getting late. Otherwise, if I don't do it, please tell me about Master Yan."
"This..." Fan Zhigang hesitated a little.
"Oh! Brother Fan, to be honest, I have had a crush on her since college, and I have confessed to her no less than 10 times as of today.
Do you know that feeling of never being able to enter the other person's world no matter how hard you try?
Well, it doesn’t matter if you don’t understand, you just need to know that your kind deed today is likely to create a good relationship and save a lost prodigal trapped in love!
And I know Weiwei so well, maybe I can help you convince her to attend that ‘climbing party’?”
Perhaps it was Meng Lang's infatuation, or perhaps it was his last helpful words that finally moved Fan Shigang.
"Okay! Then let me talk to you.
Where is Master Yan..."
The two people whispered and walked into a nearby restaurant arm in arm...
