A man and a woman were walking on the street, attracting countless glances. Of course, the looks directed at the man were very hostile.
Zhao Qiang couldn't help but smile bitterly. Can you blame him? Behind him, Lan Youyou pouted like a dragster. What can he do? Hey... forget it, anyway, he has already established his image as a blameless uncle, so why should he be so different?
What about a moment?
"This time you should believe that I am not the murderer of your aunt?" Zhao Qiang smiled at Lan Youyou.
"Huh!" Lan Youyou curled her lips and ignored Zhao Qiang.
"...Hum...what do you mean?" Zhao Qiang asked.
"I just want to express my dissatisfaction with you!" Lan Youyou said with bared teeth. "This will let the bad guy die. I'm so sorry for my aunt! Also, why did you stop me at that time? I originally wanted to use Gu worms to slowly kill me.
It's all your fault for torturing him to death!"
"...Okay, it's all my fault. How about I go home and cook something delicious for you?" Zhao Qiang asked with a smile.
"not good!"
"..." Zhao Qiang looked at Lan Youyou depressedly, has this girl changed her gender?
"I lost the bet, so you have to make delicious food for me every day, have you forgotten?" Lan Youyou said angrily. "We are all hooked, you can't keep your word!"
"I will definitely count!" Zhao Qiang followed suit and said helplessly. "Then what do you want?"
"Hehe, let me think about it!" Lan Youyou immediately laughed and returned to her innocent and lively look. Her big eyes rolled around and she walked far away. Then she said with a smile: "I thought about it."
Now! We Miao people usually live in the mountains. Our schools are in dilapidated condition and we don’t have any good medical equipment. We usually use our barefoot doctors and grass-gu women to treat ordinary people..."
"Okay! Build a hospital and a school for your Miao territory tomorrow!" Zhao Qiang rolled his eyes and said. Although it costs a little money, but getting such a powerful bodyguard can also increase the reputation of the Zhao family, why not?
?
"Not enough!" Lan Youyou immediately took over and laughed like a little fox, "Hehe, how can a school do without chairs, textbooks, and stationery? It can't do without teachers! And the hospital must have beds.
, medical equipment, doctors..."
"Okay! Okay! Okay!" Zhao Qiang immediately begged for mercy and said with a wry smile: "Sister-in-law, you go back and make a list, give it all to me, and I will help you solve it, okay?"
"Hehe, that's right!" Lan Youyou smiled sweetly.
"But I have a request!" Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Lan Youyou, as if he was sure of you.
"Humph! The request must be calculated separately!" Lan Youyou curled her lips and said.
"No! It must be included in this! For every request, you will put forward a condition, but a school and a hospital are two, right?" Zhao Qiang said with a smile.
"Hmm...it seems...right..." Lan Youyou thought for a while, nodded.
"Hehe, just admit that you are right!" Zhao Qiang said with a smile. "In two days, we will probably go back to Beigang City, but we may encounter some ambushes on the way, so you have to protect Ping Xin's safety.
"
"Beigang City? Where is that place?" Lan Youyou asked curiously, blinking her big eyes.
"It's a city, where Ping Xin and I work." Zhao Qiang chuckled.
"Where is that?"
"In China."
"nonsense!"
"I know."
"..."
…
A Santana drove to a heavily guarded villa in the suburbs of Beijing and stopped in front of a villa in the villa. Yes! This is exactly where Qi Qiu came to see Mo Daochen last time! A man wearing black Nike casual clothes
, a man wearing a baseball cap stepped out of the car. The brim of the hat was pushed down so low that his face could not be seen.
The man walked to the door and knocked lightly. After a while, Secretary Wang opened the door of the villa and said with a smile: "The leader is in the study, you can just go in."
"Thank you!" The man thanked him softly, and then walked straight in. Then he strode to the study door, knocked gently, and opened the door casually, "Uncle Mo, are you looking for me?"
Mo Daochen was still dressed like a Taoist immortal. He sat on the sofa, looked the man up and down, and praised: "Not bad! Han Shan, you are dressed like this. Zhao Qiang probably recognizes you when you walk on the street."
Not coming out?"
Han Shan took off his hat, walked in very lightly, and closed the door behind him. He said with a smile: "Uncle Mo, thank you. Be careful and sail the boat for ten thousand years. I still want to live for two more years!"
"Sit down." Mo Daochen pointed to the sofa opposite and said, "There is tea here. If you want to drink it, make it yourself!"
"Haha, no need, I'd better just drink boiled water!" Han Shan smiled nonchalantly, then walked to the water dispenser nearby, took a cup of water with a paper cup, drank it all in one gulp, and then sat down
On the sofa.
Mo Daochen looked at Han Shan playfully and said softly: "Why don't you bring one more person with you? Then you have someone to call you. Every time you come to my place, you are alone. I won't help you with tea and water."
"
"How can we let Uncle Mo take action? Just like before, I can do it myself." Han Shan smiled as if he had something else to say. "Besides, one more person means more danger, as I said just now
, I still want to live for two more years!"
"Then you're not afraid?" Mo Daochen nodded in agreement with this view, but still asked.
"What are you afraid of?" Han Shan narrowed his eyes, seeming to ask rhetorically, but also seemed to be questioning.
"Aren't you afraid that someone will hurt you?" Mo Daochen chuckled. "If Zhao Qiang discovers your traces, in this suburban area, where no one comes and goes, and you are the only one, he will kill you easily."
"Haha, don't be afraid! As long as Uncle Mo doesn't take action against me, I have nothing to fear." Han Shan said without any worry. "Even if Zhao Qiang is the old and immortal disciple, Uncle Mo, don't forget, I am
"Breaking Dawn" abandoned his disciples!" When it came to "Breaking Dawn" abandoning his disciples, Han Shan gritted his teeth, obviously very resentful about this matter.
"Haha, good! Han Shan deserves to be a member of the Han family, not bad! Very good!" Mo Daochen suddenly laughed, and was very satisfied with Han Shan's unchanging expression. "You are right, I am indeed
I won’t kill you! If you die here, or on the way to my place, I’m afraid Long Shihao will pin another charge on my head, and it’s a charge I can’t afford!”
"Haha, Uncle Mo is too modest." Han Shan smiled modestly. "Uncle Mo should know? Qi Qiu is dead. He was killed by Qi Qiufan! His first shot was in the thigh, obviously he was not killed.
Qi Qiu's plan, the next three shots hit the vital point."
Mo Daochen was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "If you didn't tell me, I could have guessed it! With Qiu's character, it is impossible for him to continue to live an ignoble life. The first thing I liked was that he could endure
!No matter what happens, he can pretend to be a bastard, lurk in the water, and remain motionless despite the wind and rain. But after we gave him enough help, he actually chose to become a tiger. What a pity.
The tiger turned into a hyena before it even came down the mountain."
Han Shan nodded and said: "I can indeed guess some of this, but I never would have thought that Qi Qiu would die in the hands of his own brother, Qi Qiufan... Haha, this is really unbelievable!"
"It makes no difference!" Mo Daochen said with a frown. "If he is dead, he is dead."
"He is dead. He is indeed dead. No one will remember that there was a dead man named Qi Qiu in Beijing." Han Shan said indifferently. "But... I am a little scared. I thought I was also a master, and
Although the younger generations of the Zhao family, Qi family, and Gongsun family were at a disadvantage in the game, I didn't lose anything. On the contrary, I still had the strength to strike back. But seeing the game between you, Uncle Mo, and... him, I really
Scared!"
Mo Daochen smiled calmly, as if he didn't care about Han Shan's words. Maybe, Mo Daochen thought it was impossible for Han Shan not to be afraid! Mo Daochen smiled and said, "What do you have to be afraid of?
"
"I was abandoned by Dawn a few years ago. I'm really afraid that I will be abandoned by Uncle Mo again this time!" Han Shan looked directly into Mo Daochen's eyes, but couldn't help but look away.
Sight. Mo Daochen's eyes were bottomless, yet terrifying and deep, like a black hole in the universe, mysterious and dangerous.
Mo Daochen smiled and shook his head and said: "Compared with Qi Qiu, there is a big difference between you. He is greedy, but stupid! In comparison, you are much smarter. The most important thing is that you can resist
When you are tempted, you know how to advance and retreat, and how to be patient. I think... a smart person like you should understand whether you can become an outcast?"
When Han Shan heard Mo Daochen's words, he seemed to let out a sigh of relief. He leaned back and leaned on the back of the sofa. He chuckled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Mo, for the compliment."
"I'm just telling the truth." Mo Daochen waved his hand and said, "You don't have to think so much, just do what I tell you. This way, you won't be exposed.
, I won’t make any big moves..."
Han Shan frowned and said doubtfully: "Uncle Mo, forgive me for talking, you have always asked me to contain the Zhao family. Is this... necessary? Zhao Qiang, just kill him. I think this is for Uncle Mo
, is it not a difficult thing?”
"It's indeed not difficult!" Mo Daochen took a sip of scalding hot tea and said softly: "But now is not the time. Zhao Qiang is a very important chess piece of that old guy Long Shihao. Don't move it until it is absolutely necessary.
Him! Since you are an abandoned disciple of 'Breaking Dawn', you should know the horror of Long Shihao? It is no joke to make him angry. For now, as long as you attract his attention and put all his energy
Put it all on your side so that we can better progress the next plan. But your words reminded me that Zhao Qiang will probably go back to Beigang City once the matter is resolved. When he left,