The next day, Zhuyeqing kicked out Meng Xiaoan, who was basically no different from a stone man. Oh, no, he moved him out and threw him in the ice and snow to endure the severe cold. Meng Xiaoan stammered,
Zhuyeqing, you, you are trying to kill me, you can't do this, am I really wrong? Let's say we are acquaintances, you can't be so stingy, does this acupuncture treatment take a day?
That’s it. Does it really take three days?
Zhu Yeqing said in an inhumane manner, it only takes three days. If you want to become a master like Huang Shang, then you have to take care of it. In fact, you can move around now, if you want.
In fact, Meng Xiaoan was really fooled. The acupuncture treatment only took one day, but Zhuyeqing wanted to make Meng Xiaoan a bastard, so she deceived him.
Meng Xiaoan rolled his eyes. He didn't know what to do except roll his eyes. This was really sad. At noon the next day, Zhu Yeqing came to see Meng Xiaoan. Meng Xiaoan was already covered by heavy snow. He was called a snowman.
Zhuyeqing showed Meng Xiaoan's eyes heartlessly, and then asked in a seemingly kind-hearted manner, are you hungry? Are you cold?
Meng Xiaoan wanted to kill Zhuyeqing again and again, and raped her again and again. This was really too much bullying. Mom, Zhuyeqing, just wait, I will definitely take revenge.
Seeing Meng Xiaoan's lazy look back, Zhuyeqing smiled and said, "Take it slow, there is still one day left. Don't worry, I believe you are a master. Do you know what a master is? A master must be like you."
Your perseverance and strength are those of the cold wind and snow, aren't they? What does this mean? You are a grown man and a gentleman, don't you think so?
Meng Xiaoan was speechless. What could he say when such a big hat was slapped on him? "I'm stupid, I can't bear it, I can't bear it." Meng Xiaoan said inarticulately, "Well, well, I know, I will hold on."
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After the third day, Zhuyeqing came to Meng Xiaoan again. She found that something seemed wrong with Meng Xiaoan. He asked, Meng Xiaoan, what's wrong with you? Don't really die. If you want to die, just do it.
Live in vain.
Meng Xiaoan didn't reply, he really looked like a dead man.
Zhu Yeqing was a little anxious, and knocked away the heavy snow covering Meng Xiaoan's body with a palm, and Meng Xiaoan fell straight to the ground. When Zhu Yeqing saw Meng Xiaoan's pale face, he was also surprised and said in his heart, no way, this
Is he really dead? She immediately put her hand to Meng Xiaoan's nose. Well, he was still breathing. It was finally good. Zhuyeqing said, boy, I know you are not dead. Just keep pretending. You want to be here so much.
Go to bed, okay, I'm going back first.
Meng Xiaoan said in a faint voice, even if I didn't die, you almost killed me. Sister, you are too cruel.
Meng Xiaoan opened his eyes faintly, and then moved with difficulty. He slowly climbed up, stood up, shook his body, smiled, and said, Zhuyeqing, now I can be free again.
Zhuyeqing said, of course, you can regain your freedom at any time, but you have to stay in the mountains for a few days to recuperate.
Meng Xiaoan laughed and said teasingly, "The two of us are on the mountain, are you not afraid of what I will do to you?"
Zhuyeqing was not a master to be trifled with. He sneered, "You? Okay, I'll wait for you to come, as long as you have the courage."
Meng Xiaoan immediately stopped talking. If this made Zhu Yeqing angry, it would be really bad. He immediately said, Well, I was joking, I was joking, I am hungry, do you have anything to eat?
Zhuyeqing nodded and led Meng Xiaoan into the palace.
Three days later, Meng Xiaoan said to Zhuyeqing, "Are you really not going to go down the mountain with me?"
In the past few days, Meng Xiaoan could still feel Zhuyeqing's concern for him.
Zhuye Qing said, no, if I really go down to look for you, I will tell you. After you come down from the mountain, don't rush up to compete with Huang. His kung fu is even better than yours.
Meng Xiaoan said, I understand, I will pay attention to it.
After Meng Xiaoan landed in Kunlun Mountain, he first had breakfast at a snack bar and then went back home. I wonder what his home is like now?
My sister is definitely in love with Yan Ping’en in Beijing.
When he thought of this, Meng Xiaoan felt extremely depressed.
"Meng Xiaoan, get in the car."
Meng Xiaoan took a look and saw that it was Cao Man. How did he know that he was here? It seemed that he had underestimated him. This guy didn't kill Yan Ping. He was really a bird.
Meng Xiaoan was confident that he could control Cao Man at the shortest distance, so he was not afraid at all and got in the car immediately.
Meng Xiaoan spoke first and said, "It seems that I am a celebrity. You will know it as soon as I come back. What's wrong? How is the business recently?"
Cao Man said, "It's okay, what happened last time."
Meng Xiaoan said, "It's okay. I know you have tried your best. Let's keep it short. Why did you come to me?"
Cao Man said, "Happy, so I like to deal with people like you. I believe you already understand Yan Ping's personal strength?"
Meng Xiaoyuan asked stupidly, "What kind of personal strength? Isn't this just a young man?"
Cao Man narrowed his eyes and asked, are you sure he is just a young man?
Classmate Meng Xiaoan's acting skills are amazing. He is not a fool. It seems that Cao Man must have come here to investigate. He has to pretend to be stupid. If he said that Yan Ping is the prince, wouldn't he just directly
His younger brother threw himself into the fire pit? Although his younger brother died, he was just pretending. Meng Xiaoan looked very sad and said, "Actually, I know you are very sad about your brother's death, and I am also very sad. We agreed at the beginning
Yes, but you can't kill Yan Ping, so I naturally can't give you my benefits. The so-called business is business. You do the work, and I will give you the benefits. Tell me, did you say so at the beginning?
Cao Man really said this at the beginning. As long as Yan Ping is killed, Meng Xiaoan will give him most of the street benefits. But who the hell knows that Yan Ping is the prince, who came from Beijing, let alone
Knowing that there is such a master beside him, he is probably a master from the Central Guard Corps. Mom, if one of his own gangs angered Yan Ping, it would be a big deal.
"You really don't know that Yan Ping is the prince of a Beijing princeling?" Cao Man asked, staring into Meng Xiaoan's eyes.