To be honest, just because Fu Hai moved the knife at the beginning, and from his expression and actions at the time, it was not just a situation of intimidation, Meng Zitao would not let Fu Hai come out in advance, not to mention what Fu Hai did later, which increased Meng Zitao's disgust for him.

Therefore, if Fu Zhengke made such a request, Meng Zitao would definitely politely refuse.

But if it is just to let Fu Hai be less bullied inside, for the sake of Fu Zhengke's previous great help, it can still be discussed.

So, Meng Zitao nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell my friends, but I don't dare to promise you about this, don't get your hopes up." ”

Fu Zhengke, who automatically ignored the second half of these words, was extremely happy, and hurriedly bowed deeply to Meng Zitao to express his gratitude.

Meng Zitao gave way to the side, and after a few polite words with Fu Zhengke, he went downstairs with Meng Hongchang.

Meng Hongchang said as he walked: "This old man, don't look at him and keep saying that his son is not a son, in fact, he is a baby, I look at his son's appearance, and he is used to it." ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "After all, it's my own son." ”

Meng Hongchang sneered: "Cut, if I had such a son, I would have strangled him to death a long time ago." ”

Meng Zitao smiled and said: "What you say now sounds good, but when it comes, you won't be able to do it." ”

Meng Hongchang smacked his lips and said, "It seems that the child should be taught a strict lesson, even if he is rigid, he can't be a bastard like Fu Hai." ”

Meng Zitao smiled and was noncommittal about Meng Hongchang's education methods.

Meng Hongchang continued: "Don't mention that unlucky kid, Zitao, do you think there is any secret hidden in that roulette wheel just now?"

Meng Zitao turned his head with some curiosity: "Why do you always think like this?"

Meng Hongchang said excitedly: "Isn't this quite normal? In the novel, it is written that someone got a map of a treasure or a certain treasure, and as a result, he caused a murder. However, the killing party did not get something crucial, but was obtained by the protagonist, and as a result, the protagonist went through a lot of hardships. I got a treasure or a treasure. ”

Meng Zitao was speechless for a while: "I said that you have read too many novels recently, why did you start thinking crankily, besides, I am not the protagonist of the novel." ”

Meng Hongchang smiled: "Think about it." Others can't pick up any leaks in their lives, but what about you, you can't count the leaks yourself, just like you, if it's in a novel. It must be the life of the protagonist. ”

"That's because I have an ability...... Alas, it seems that the ability is also the plot of the novel...... Wait, I was almost taken into the ditch by this kid, I'm a living person!"

Meng Zitao shook his head secretly and said, "Then according to what you say, my master and his old man are also the protagonists in the novel?

"Uh...... It seems to make sense for you to say that. ”

Meng Hongchang pondered for a moment and said, "Forget it, don't mention it, anyway." I think that roulette wheel seems to be a very important thing. ”

"Why do you think that?" Meng Zitao asked again.

"Intuition. Meng Hongchang pointed to his head.

"Intuition, you are big, you have the ability to use your intuition to find the key evidence. Meng Zitao pursed his lips.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely find it!" Meng Hongchang waved his fist.

"The devil was stunned. Meng Zitao shook his head, he had used an ability on that thing just now, except for confirming that it was indeed a thing of the Han Dynasty, but there was nothing special about it, it was not a good thing.

At best, the thing was just a little strangely shaped, and if it was related to any treasure or treasure, Mencius didn't believe it at all.

Moreover. He has now obtained a clue to a treasure, and before he has found the exact location, he immediately obtained another treasure, what is the probability of this? Meng Zitao felt that there was not one in a million, in this case, how could he put Meng Hongchang's speculation above?

However, Meng Zitao didn't persuade much, he still wanted to see Meng Hongchang's joke that he had been busy for a long time and had nothing to gain.

Ate at noon. Meng Zitao went home, took out a notebook of notes from the box, and put them on the table, with a solemn appearance, as if these notes were treasures.

In fact, for Mencius, these notes are indeed treasures, because the value given by the ability is unusually high, and the notes are ordinary notes, which is obviously impossible if there is nothing boring.

However, then Mencius looked at the notes countless times, and almost opened the notes, but did not find the slightest strange place.

This made Meng Zitao feel very strange, and he thought, could it be that the ability can also go wrong?

Meng Zitao pondered for a while, and suddenly thought, could there be something written in invisible ink on the notes?

Invisible ink Everyone should know that the general invisible ink only needs to heat the paper to show the handwriting.

However, after Meng Zitao's experiments, there was no trace at all, and he also tried several other methods, almost broke the notebook, but did not find any traces.

This result made Meng Zitao confused, and he couldn't figure out what the reason was, so in the end he had no choice but to give up temporarily, put away his notes and roulette wheel, and wait until he thought of a way to talk about it later. ……

Maybe the Bu family has accepted his fate, and in the next two days, Xi Zhengzhen didn't bother him, and Meng Zitao lived very peacefully, but the three killers were still not found, which has always been a pimple in his heart.

Meng Zitao sometimes thinks that if he had been ruthless and had used a little more force to kill the short man, at least he would have been less threatening. Of course, he was just thinking about it, and he would deprive another person of his own life, at least he wouldn't be able to do it now.

At the beginning of another day, Meng Zitao sat on a recliner, reading a book and drinking tea, and sometimes, he took out his mobile phone and sent text messages to He Wanyi, and his life was very leisurely.

Just as he was seeing a wonderful place, Meng Zitao suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps, he distinguished it, smiled secretly, and threw the book directly in the direction where the footsteps came, and saw the army firmly receiving the book in his hand.

"When did you come back?" said Meng Zitao with a smile.

"Just came back in the morning. Dajun looked at the book in his hand and found that it was a strange novel: "Why have you changed your taste now, and you look like this kind of book?"

"Sometimes you have to change your mind. Meng Zitao pointed to his head, and at this time, he sniffed with his nose, and his face changed and said, "Your mission this time is very dangerous?"

The army was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

Meng Zitao said: "There is a murderous aura in you, and there is a faint smell of blood. ”

The army was surprised and said, "Are you a dog? You can even smell this?"

Meng Zitao said angrily: "It's not that you don't know, I belong to the mouse." ”

Speaking of which, I don't know if he was born to practice martial arts, or if the influence of his abilities is too great, or the relationship between the two, the progress of that set of Taijiquan supporting the heart method is very fast, not only makes his body elements multiply, but also his facial features are becoming more and more acute.

This was unimaginable to him before. However, the last layer of that set of mental methods is missing, and it may not be long before he can no longer practice, which can be regarded as a fly in the ointment.

However, Meng Zitao was also very calm about this, because his original intention of cultivating that set of mental methods was just to strengthen his body, and with his current skills, the army was not his opponent. Therefore, he felt that the last layer of mind was dispensable.

Getting back to business, the army suddenly smiled and said, "I said, the nose of the mouse is also very smart." ”

Meng Zitao said: "Don't interrupt, ask you!"

The army spread his hands: "Confidential, I can't sue you." ”

Meng Zitao was choked by these words, and his heart was a little depressed, because even if he knew that the task of the army was dangerous, he could not prevent him from not taking the mission. Besides, if the army does not go, someone else will inevitably go in his place, and will someone else's life not be his life?

Dajun smiled and said, "This is our mission, besides, there must be someone to contribute to the stability of the country." Even if I sacrifice in the future, my requirements are not high, as long as you are clear every year, you can give me a bowl of wine. ”

Meng Zitao said angrily: "What are you talking about!"

The army looked indifferent: "Everyone has to die, and I have seen it for so many years, in addition, on the battlefield, those who are afraid of death die faster." But don't worry, I also cherish my life, who wants to die if it's okay!"

Meng Zitao was silent for a while, feeling that this topic was too heavy, so he changed to a lighter topic: "By the way, I remember that you don't seem to know how to drink, right?"

Dajun laughed: "I don't drink alcohol during the mission, not that I can't drink." ”

When Meng Zitao heard this, he was a little curious about the amount of alcohol in the army, and said, "How much can you usually drink?"

Dajun said: "I really haven't counted this, anyway, so far, I haven't been drunk." ”

Meng Zitao immediately became interested: "Why don't we try the amount of wine one day?"

Dajun shook his head: "I'm your bodyguard, I can't drink." ”

Meng Zitao said boringly: "It's boring for you to say that, besides, in addition to my experience is not as good as yours, what is worse than you? ”

The army was dismissive: "Only a fool will wrestle with you." ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard a voice outside the door: "Yo, what else does your army dare not do?"

Meng Zitao and Dajun looked out of the door, and saw a woman who was one meter seven feet tall and had some dark skin but was a beautiful woman, walking in from outside the door. Moreover, judging from her walking posture and the momentum she exuded all over her body, Meng Zitao judged that she should be a soldier like the army...... (To be continued.) )

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