was chased and killed by Meng Ruoyu for a long time, and swore a gambling curse to let the embarrassed Meng Ruoyu go back to the room to rest, Zhang Hang squatted at the door of the villa depressedly and smoked.

"Ah~~" Meng Qinghua walked downstairs with a yawn on his head against the chicken nest, Meng Qinghua, who closed his eyes and closed his eyes, saw a "security" squatting at the door smoking without rules, and didn't think much about it, he raised his foot and kicked the ass of the "security" when he got closer, and asked casually: "Hey, do you see Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Hang was rubbing his cheeks, and Meng Qinghua kicked him in the ass, Zhang Hang slowly stood up, with a "kind" smile on his face, and turned to look at Meng Qinghua.

"What about you...... Yes...... Ah......h Big brother!" Meng Qinghua rubbed his eyes, saw the person in front of him clearly, and stammered.

"Well, my sister just gave me a mouthful, and when my brother kicked me again, I seem to be a good bully. Zhang Hang said with a bright smile.

"Hehe, big brother, I didn't know it was you...... You look more handsome in sportswear......" Meng Qinghua smiled and patted his ass.

"Well, it's true that handsomeness has always been my biggest burden. Zhang Hang nodded in agreement.

"Big brother, you smoke, it's nothing, I'll go first. Meng Qinghua's eyes were rolling around, and he raised his legs to prepare to slip away, but after taking two steps, he found that he couldn't move, and when he looked back, he grabbed the back of his neck with one hand.

"Xiaohu, come here!" Zhang Hang called to Ning Hu not far away.

"What's wrong?" Ning Hu asked at a trott.

"You eat and live in the Meng family, it stands to reason that you should have something in return?" Zhang Hang Zhengse said.

"Naturally, I want to get it, I'm stupid, and I don't know how to repay it. Ning Hu scratched his head and looked embarrassed, these days in the Meng family, eat well and live well, Ning Hu's face is full of meat, the most important thing is that the Meng family has properly settled his parents, Ning Hu has always wanted to repay the Meng family, but the Meng family is not short of money and people, how can he repay a poor boy?

"Oh, no, no, no, big brother, your people are the guests of our Meng family, they should all deserve it, and there is no need to reciprocate. Meng Qinghua, who knew something bad after hearing a few words, said boldly and righteously, while secretly glaring at Ning Hu.

"Then what's the matter, my father and mother have taught me since I was a child to receive the grace of dripping water and repay me with a spring!" Ning Hu was honest and honest, where could he understand Meng Qinghua's eyes, and said straightforwardly.

"Now there is a ready-made opportunity to repay, Young Master Meng also wants to learn martial arts, but there is no foundation, you will be responsible for teaching Young Master Meng basic skills in the future. ”

"Young Master Meng is not afraid of hardship, you will train him fiercely, if it doesn't work, you are sorry that the Meng family is so good to you. Zhang Hang said sinisterly.

"Okay! I must teach Young Master Meng seriously!" Ning Hu's eyes lit up, this is a good way to repay his kindness.

"No, there's no need for this......" Meng Qinghua said with a sad face.

Zhang Hang raised his foot and kicked Meng Qinghua's buttocks: "Quick, run two laps to warm up first, Xiaohu looked at Young Master Meng, you can't be lazy." ”

Meng Qinghua screamed and ran, and scolded Ning Hu, who was running with him, as he ran: "Huzi, are you stupid!"

"Young Master Meng, don't worry, I will definitely be able to teach you well! I can teach you my basic skills solidly! I will teach you in a down-to-earth manner, and I will not keep the designation!"

"Oh my God!"

Zhang Hang looked at the "warm and peaceful" scene in front of him with satisfaction, and the depression in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"Buzz. The mobile phone vibrated for a while, and Zhang Hang took out the mobile phone from his pocket, which was an unfamiliar number in Huncheng.

"Hey, who one?" asked Zhang Hang casually.

"Is it Mr. Zhang...... on the other end of the phone, a weak girl's voice came.

"I am, who are you? I don't buy anything, I don't take out a loan. Sounds like the standard beginning of a sales call, Zhang Hang said bluntly.

"I, I'm not a salesman...... I'm Lan Ling......" the girl's voice explained weakly.

"Lan Ling?ah~ I remembered, what's the matter?" Zhang Hang thought for a long time and finally remembered who the girl was.

"I ...... Can you come to the West Bund Hotel? I have something to tell you......" Lan Ling's voice on the other end of the phone became quieter and quieter.

"What's wrong, what are you doing in the hotel?" Zhang Hang asked in wonder, what are you doing in the hotel in broad daylight?

"I'm ...... in room 308," the girl said hurriedly, then hung up.

Zhang Hang looked at the phone that had been hung up inexplicably, although he was puzzled in his heart, but listening to the girl's voice, it seemed that something had happened, could it be that he had met a bad guy? Zhang Hang didn't have time to think about it, so he inquired with Meng Qinghua about the address of the West Bund Hotel, and drove out of Meng's house.

According to Meng Qinghua, the West Bund Hotel is a five-star hotel in Huncheng, and the price is expensive, and generally those who go in and out of this kind of place are dignitaries, so how can Lan Ling, a girl from a poor family, go back to this kind of place? Zhang Hang instantly thought of many kinds of bad possibilities in his head, and along the way, Zhang Hang drove the car very fast and came to the West Bund Hotel in 10 minutes.

Being able to be a doorman in such a hotel is naturally very discerning, and he recognized at a glance that this was the car of the Meng family, and hurriedly ran over, although he was a little surprised to see that it was not Meng Qinghua who got out of the car, but how could anyone drive the car of the Meng family, but it was only the relatives and friends of the young master Meng, and respectfully opened the door for Zhang Hang.

Zhang Hang threw the car keys to the doorman, asked where room 308 was, and entered the hotel in a hurry.

Walking briskly through the palatial hall, Zhang Hang looked at the elevator, which was already overcrowded before it arrived, turned around and went straight to the fire escape.