In the middle of the night, a pale face suddenly came, and his punch was so powerful that the few people who came with the fat man were very scared.

Lu Mowei twisted his neck. Under the dim street light, Lu Mowei's white face looked extremely creepy, and his eyes were sometimes bloody and sometimes normal.

The fat man spat blood again, his face turned yellow. His internal organs felt shattered by a punch.

"I'll give you money! Kill him!" The fat man yelled desperately.

Those people hesitated and dared not go.

"I'll pay a million! Call me!"

With money, you can make the devil push the mill. This is a serious truth. Several people rushed up together. Lu Mowei opened his bow from side to side, opened and closed, and knocked all those people down in just a few seconds.

Wang Lang slowly walked to the fat man and stepped on the fat man's fat head, "Do not do evil, you must remember that evil people will be beaten by evil people."

A low growl came out from the big fat man's throat, and Wang Lang stepped down, and the big fat man lost his voice.

"Take out the money, ten thousand." Wang Lang squatted in front of the fat man.

The fat man spitted blood in his mouth and turned his eyes to glar at Wang Lang.

Wang Lang turned around and helped Bao Xiaomeng, who was so scared that his legs were weak that he couldn't stand up, and turned his head to give Lu Mowei a word before leaving.

"Ten thousand, I will send it to my place tomorrow." After saying that, he left.

After walking for a while, Bao Xiaomeng was still a little struggling. Wang Lang put his arm on one hand and arrived in front of Bao Xiaomeng, "Come on, I'll carry you."

"No." Bao Xiaomeng said stubbornly.

Wang Lang relaxed his hand, and Bao Xiaomeng almost fell to the ground.

"I'll carry you, hurry up, the alarm clock is hungry." Wang Lang urged.

Bao Xiaomeng stared at Wang Lang, and the two of them met with each other.

Wang Lang grinned, "You have..."

Before the word "eye poop" came out, Bao Xiaomeng took the eye poop like a conditioned reflex, which made Wang Lang smile.

Wang Lang turned around and "Come up."

Bao Xiaomeng hesitated for a moment and climbed onto Wang Lang's back.

As soon as the two arrived at the alley, they met Lao Liu and his wife. I don’t know what the couple went to do. There were a lot of big bags and small bags on their backs. Looking at Wang Lang carrying Xiaomeng, Lao Liu laughed, “Xiao Bao, what are you two going to do in the middle of the night?”

When I saw Lao Liu's vulgar smile, I knew that this old vulgar is not thinking of anything good in his mind.

Bao Xiaomeng wanted to explain, but Wang Lang smiled at Old Liu. The two big men grinned their teeth, all of which were all vulgar.

Without giving Bao Xiaomeng an opportunity to explain, Wang Lang carried Bao Xiaomeng back to the house.

Bao Xiaomeng rubbed her legs and saw the box under the coffee table again. The money had been deposited into the bank card, but the box was still there. Every time he saw the box, Bao Xiaomeng couldn't help guessing Wang Lang's identity.

After such a fuss at night, Bao Xiaomeng's curiosity about Wang Lang's identity reached a peak.

I don’t know what I thought, but by the way, Bao Xiaomeng actually searched Wang Lang online.

If you don’t search, you won’t know that you will be shocked.

Bao Xiaomeng suddenly sat up from the sofa and stared at all the information about Wang Lang on the screen.

The chief designer of the internationally renowned suit brand GM is also the boss behind GM. Those with insight know that GM is not only a suit brand, but also a red wine brand. Australian catering industry tycoons and others...

In addition, Wang Lang is also a well-known domestic anchor with tens of millions of fans.

Bao Xiaomeng sat on the sofa dumbly, feeling like she was dreaming. She never thought that such a person would appear in her life. Who could have the previous beggar who could only smile foolishly had this identity?

I'm afraid Wang Lang himself doesn't know why his information was leaked. All Wang Lang's information was blocked. Wang Lang specially asked someone to help block it. There was no way to find what Wang Lang did abroad on the Internet.

Wang Lang is sleeping heavily now.

Just as dawn was dawn in the morning, Wang Lang was awakened by his phone. Looking at the three words "Thunder Flower" on the phone screen, Wang Lang's face became more and more confused, which was a very strange expression, between momentary awakening and permanent confusion.

Wang Lang still answered the phone.

"Brother, I'll get married the day after tomorrow. Can you come back?" Lei Huaer asked.

"Ah? Oh, yes." Wang Lang agreed.

"By the way, brother, were you doing something cosplay a few days ago? What are you playing? The little erhu is so good." Lei Huaer chuckled.

Wang Lang said oh.

Yaya's voice came from Lei Huaer, and the phone was immediately hung up.

Wang Lang stared at the screen of the phone. There was a lot of news on it. Wang Lang looked at the names one by one and then stuffed his phone into his pocket.

Bao Xiaomeng didn't sleep all night. The kitchen was the suite of the room where Bao Xiaomeng lived. When Wang Lang went to the kitchen to find food, he saw Bao Xiaomeng looking at his phone with dark circles on his eyes.

Seeing Wang Lang eating voraciously, Bao Xiaomeng sat up and walked towards Wang Lang with the chicken coop.

"Are you the GM president?" Bao Xiaomeng straightened the point.

Wang Lang was eating and glanced at Bao Xiaomeng's mobile phone, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Bao Xiaomeng pushed his phone in front of Wang Lang.

Wang Lang looked at the introduction about himself on the web page, and the confusion and soberness in his eyes were stalemate between each other and swallowed back and forth.

Bao Xiaomeng clicked on Weibo again and found a beggar who played Erhu and cried a group of people not long ago. The person on the video was exactly what Wang Lang looked like before. All the comments below the video were Mr. Ma.

"Are you still a big v?" Bao Xiaomeng asked again.

Wang Lang's face was getting more and more confused.

"The boss behind Linghe Noble School? Wang Lang, do you really not remember who you were before? Or did you deliberately forget who you were?" Bao Xiaomeng stared into Wang Lang's eyes.

Wang Lang's eyes were filled with confusion, and then there was endless pain gushing. Wang Lang stood up and sat down again, forcing himself to stand up. Wang Lang took one step and walked to the sofa, curled up into a ball, nestled on the sofa and hugged his head, feeling in great pain.

Bao Xiaomeng was panicked and hurried over, "Wang Lang, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Lang inserted his ten fingers into his hair, his hands tightly clasped his head, and he growled in pain, and his voice was suppressed.

Bao Xiaomeng got up and scalded a towel with hot water and applied it to Wang Lang's head, but it was useless. Bao Xiaomeng probably guessed at this time that his actions stimulated Wang Lang and made Wang Lang look like this.

Wang Lang was getting more and more painful, holding his head that felt like it was about to explode. He had no choice but to remember his mother's appearance when his father had a headache, Bao Xiaomeng suddenly hugged Wang Lang's head, "A Xi, A Xi, A Xi. Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, everything will be fine."

After five or six minutes, Wang Lang's mood gradually stabilized.

Finally, he fell asleep slowly. Lu Mowei came during this trip and delivered the repaired dining truck, which also brought 10,000 yuan.

Bao Xiaomeng signaled Lu Mowei to give a small voice. After asking about the situation, Lu Mowei left.

In the evening, Wang Lang woke up. After waking up, he felt like he had become a different person than before. He was so mean, but he was much silent after waking up. But he could still communicate normally.

The next evening.

Bao Xiaomeng went to the stall to sell things as before, and Wang Lang sat on the stool next to him basked in the sun.

The afterglow of the sunset over this city, covering the entire city with a layer of red glow, as if shrouded in warm colors.

Wang Lang looked down at the ant on the ground, and suddenly there was a pair of high heels in front of him, and Wang Lang raised his eyes.

Lin Yaqi.
Chapter completed!