After the passion, it brings not only happiness, but perhaps a deeper tiredness, a kind of tiredness that penetrates into the bone marrow. Meng Xiaoan feels a lot strange about this spontaneous tiredness, but there is nothing he can do about it, after all, he can feel it clearly now
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Bronze walked in and said to Meng Xiao'an who seemed to be meditating on the bed with a hint of sadness: "I think you must be hungry now. I have prepared delicious meals. You will definitely like to eat them. You will eat them when you are full.
Have the strength to do things.”
Meng Xiaoan smiled. It was the most comfortable thing to have such a super bodyguard who could kill people and prepare good meals. She didn't tell her about killing her father, and she didn't have to worry about it.
Meng Xiaoan put on his clothes and trousers and went out to eat. Bronze had already filled the food and handed it to Meng Xiaoan.
Meng Xiaoan devoured the food so voraciously that he had the tendency to eat the entire table. Bronze looked at it with a hint of tenderness in his eyes. Meng Xiaoan finished the meal and then lay down on the sofa very comfortably. There was a lot of atmosphere here.
The feeling of home is also suitable for hiding the beauty in the golden house, and is more suitable for talking about love.
Meng Xiaoan glanced at Bronze and said, "Do you have something to say to me?"
Bronze said: "After eating this meal, you leave. Someone will pick you up later."
Meng Xiaoan was not surprised at all, "I can come here at any time."
Bronze said: "You can come anytime you want." After a pause, "If you want to go back quickly, you have to do your own thing."
"That's right. This is not my home after all. It's better to go home." It's okay to take one step. After all, we've come this way. We can't escape. Face it, whether you fail or succeed, it doesn't matter anymore.
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"Would you like another shot?" After eating and drinking, Meng Xiaoan's mouth curved in a ### and evil way.
"I'm too young to withstand your troubles."
"It's just because I'm young and older that I have to do more activities." Meng Xiaoan said with a smile.
"That's right, after all, there are not many people who are suitable for you." Bronze sat on Meng Xiaoan's legs, his eyes were charming, and he was shy even if he wanted to speak, and he looked like a beautiful woman.
Meng Xiaoan was so moved that he raised his gun and went into battle without saying a word.
An hour later.
Bronze has returned to his usual indifferent expression, and he knows the time very accurately.
She had just put on her clothes when someone knocked on the door.
Meng Xiaoan sighed inwardly.
It was the fox who walked in.
This person is like a poisonous snake in the forest, cold and damp. Meng Xiaoan doesn't like to deal with people who are too dark.
"Let's go."
The fox followed him out.
Bronze looked at the two people walking on the ground from the window and murmured that it was time to enter the corner.
"You have become more powerful than before." Meng Xiaoan smiled, saying that the encounter with the fox was a complete accident. The fox was being chased, and he happened to pass by, and then buried the chess piece. He is a very careful person.
People have to prepare some escape routes. Only Bronze knows about this matter.
"How can I see it?"
"Because you don't smile." Meng Xiaoan said.
The fox said: "I am not only a chess piece, but also a murderous chess piece."
"Let me ask you a very serious question. Do you rarely smile?"
"Usually you only laugh when you're killing someone."
A black car slowly drove up to them.
"Both of you, my young master has invited you. There are wine and women at that place." A man said with a smile.
Meng Xiaoan had no reason to refuse to go.
I refused this time, but what about next time?
Mo Yan closed his eyes, with a quiet and comfortable expression on his face. His long and clean fingers quickly swam back and forth on the piano, like butterflies flying happily. The sound of the piano sounded melodiously in the bar, sometimes soothing, sometimes tight,
It is breathtaking. It seems to bring people into a poetic and strange world full of killing. This is a very delicate-looking man, full of feminine beauty, and his eyebrows occasionally reveal a hint of depression.
Mo Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and his soft eyes met Meng Xiaoan who walked into the bar. The two people's eyes met, neither of them flinched, they just looked at each other.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Meng Xiaoan's mouth. Soon the people in the bar noticed something strange and turned to look at Meng Xiaoan. Mo Yan suddenly picked up the wine glass placed on the piano and showed a vague smile.
The fox sighed slightly in his heart, this Mo Yan is a very difficult character...
Mo Yan stood up. He was wearing a white shirt and looked very thin. Meng Xiaoan found a seat to sit down, and he was the only one sitting there. The fox stood. Mo Yan sat down next to Meng Xiaoan in a natural and casual posture.
Opposite Xiaoan, he smiled brightly: "Meng Xiaoan? The boss behind Longbang?" Without waiting for Meng Xiaoan to answer, he continued, "Very good, much better than I imagined. My name is Mo Yan, respectfully.
You have a glass." He tilted his neck and drank the red wine in the glass.
Meng Xiaoan half-squinted his eyes, so he knew his origins clearly. Meng Xiaoan did not show any surprise. After a long time, he showed a gentle smile: "I don't think you came to me for a drink. The Kong family
You’re an interesting person, I’d like to propose a toast to you.” Holding the top of the beer bottle on the table with his right thumb, he squeezed it tightly with a “bang” sound and the bottle cap flew out, drawing an arc in the air.
When the bottle cap landed on the ground, Meng Xiaoan suddenly reached forward with his arm and clamped the bottle cap between his two fingers. Those who were watching them sighed in surprise. They all suspected that they were dazzled. This was even more magic than magic. It was beyond.
They imagine the scope.
Meng Xiaoan raised his neck and drank the beer.
"What a spirit." Mo Yan applauded. He didn't say that Meng Xiaoan's kung fu was good, but he could also do this move, but it was not 100% sure. He was a little surprised when Meng Xiaoan came.
He is 80% certain that Meng Xiaoan will come. He must do what he wants to do. Mo Yan's razor-sharp eyes stared at Meng Xiaoan, a strange look flashed across his eyes.
Meng Xiaoan said casually: Thank you."
Mo Yan still had a bright smile on his face. He flicked his fingers on the wine glass a few times and made a clear voice: "I want to talk to you about something interesting. I think you will be happy to do it?"
Meng Xiaoan narrowed his eyes, interesting things? At this juncture, it must be interesting for him to talk about interesting things with this person who seems to be from the Kong family.
"What if I don't agree?" Meng Xiaoan looked at Mo Yan and gave a wanton smile, "To be honest, I don't want to be carried out sideways by your men."
"This matter will do you no harm at all." Mo Yan said in a proud tone.
"Really? I don't think so." Meng Xiaoan's tone turned cold, his eyes flashed with an imperceptible cold light, and the lightning in his right hand stabbed Mo Yan, holding a sharp dagger in his hand. The dagger was about to stab Mo Yan.
Mo Yan dodged the blade with a beautiful dodge. Meng Xiaoan narrowed his eyes, turned back, and moved his wrist forward. The lightning of the blade was aimed at Mo Yan's neck. Mo Yan could feel the cold temperature coming from the blade, and he did not expect Meng Xiaoan's movements.
So fast, so cruel, his pupils shrank rapidly, his body exerted force, he fell backwards, connected to the chair, and barely escaped Meng Xiaoan's knife. Mo Yan's men reacted at this time and took out the machetes from their arms. The bar security guard
He also came up carrying the steel pipe.
"Stop." Mo Yan's voice sounded, and he stood up from the ground, with a strange smile on his lips. His men froze in place. He walked up to Meng Xiaoan again...
Mo Yan's eyes had too many complex expressions. He looked at Meng Xiaoan, or more accurately, at Meng Xiaoan as a person, as if he wanted to see Meng Xiaoan clearly.
"Even if we can't cooperate, we are not enemies." He picked up the wine glass from the table and drank all the red wine in the glass.
Meng Xiaoan looked at him strangely and said something: "You want to cooperate with me so much. It seems to be a very beneficial thing for me. You might as well talk about it."
