The Lion King yawned and flicked the cigarette in his hand into the river: "Although it is a pity that this ring is on Meng Xiaoan's finger, now he can save his life. Now I, Lei Pili, and Master are all
Meng Xiaoan, who dares not take action lightly, is like walking a tightrope now. This drama is a bit beyond my expectation."
Bronze asked a question that maybe shouldn't be asked. The Lion King was her master in a certain way. He would die if he wanted her to die and live if he wanted her to live: "Why didn't you kill Meng Xiaoan and teach her the martial arts instead?"
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The Lion King smiled. He likes to laugh. Sometimes laughter can hide many expressions, and it can also make people less cautious. His smile is the kind of hearty and forthright that is unique to northern men, but it will definitely not be that way for people he knows.
Looking at such a northeastern man, he has not only wrists, but also brains, "Bronze, if I don't do this, Thunderbolt and the birdman will do the same. After all, now we want Meng Xiaoan to be fine, do you think
"I think, if we kill Meng Xiaoan, who will give the ring to? Me? Lei Pili? Master? I think it's impossible, and..." After a pause, "Who knows whether the leader is really dead or faked? Sometimes this person's heart is very...
complicated."
Bronze listened very seriously. She didn't need to think about these issues because she didn't have that right.
"Just keep an eye on Meng Xiao'an. I want to see what the scene will look like when this drama ends, whether it will be a fight between dragons and tigers or a happy and bloody ending."
Bronze nodded and left.
The Lion King looked at the river. The water was extremely calm, and the lights were shining on it.
The Lion King smiled strangely, and then left the river.
Meng Xiaoan was alerted by the ringtone of his cell phone. He looked at the number and saw that it was from Hong Ang, "Good morning." Meng Xiaoan had had a good sleep, and he estimated that Hong Ang must have had a very restless sleep.
"Mr. Meng, morning, should we meet?" Hong Ang's voice sounded pretty good.
"Want to see me?" Meng Xiao'an said, "But I have to go to school. That's it for now. Goodbye."
Meng Xiaoan got up, walked out, and took a look at his sister who was busy in the kitchen. It seemed that Bronze was going to be sent as her sister's personal bodyguard.
Bronze always appeared when Meng Xiaoan was about to come. Meng Xiaoan told him what he thought, and Bronze said there was no problem. Meng Xiaoan knew that he was definitely safe, but as for his sister, what if Hong Ang or Japan's Mitsubishi Yu also went to arrest her?
That would be troublesome for my sister, which could not help but cause Meng Xiaoan to worry.
Meng Xiaoan and her sister had breakfast and then went to class.
When Meng Xiaoan saw Qian Meng on the road, he felt a little strange, why did this girl come here?
"Good morning."
"morning."
Qian Meng asked: "Have you had breakfast?" Qian Meng was actually standing at the opposite street very early, but she didn't want Meng Xiaoan to see her. She didn't come out until Meng Xiaoan came out. She said last night
I couldn't sleep well at night, and the scene I kept tossing and turning over was the scene of Meng Xiaoan hugging me.
"Well, we ate at home, what about you?" Meng Xiaoan asked with a smile. This girl seemed to have some secrets.
"I ate too, let's go to school together." Qian Meng said with a smile. She had a lot to say to Meng Xiaoan just now, but it turned out like this from the moment it came out of her throat.
Meng Xiaoan blinked and went to school side by side with Qian Meng.
"Grandma, chase me all the way to school." Meng Xiaoan muttered softly. There was a Porsche parked at the school gate. It was Hong Ang who single-handedly came to Meng Xiaoan's school to look for him.
Meng Xiaoan looked at Qian Meng, not wanting Qian Meng to get involved in the dispute.
"Qian Meng, you go in first, I'll be there soon."
Qian Meng said: "Yeah." She glanced at the man driving the Porsche and wondered when did Meng Xiaoan know such a rich man.
"Let's talk." Hong Ang's smile flashed across his face, even though Meng Xiaoan had caught him, he didn't behave in such a groveling manner.
Meng Xiaoan smiled and said: "Okay, let's go inside and take a walk. I don't feel safe. I'm afraid you will kill me in the street."