Chapter 64: Death is Coming

"Let's go to the hall and have a look. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zeng Yifan said, grabbed Zhang Mengmeng's hand and ran out of the bathroom.

As soon as I ran to the door, I bumped into a middle-aged woman who was about to go to the bathroom.

Belch!

The middle-aged aunt looked at a man and a woman holding hands with a puzzled expression, and then carefully looked at the sign on the bathroom door. That's right, it's a woman. How did a man and a woman come out of it? Today's young people are really, they can go to open a house, they have to be in the bathroom, or the women's bathroom.

"That...... ...... inside" Zhang Mengmeng suddenly thought of a vicious battle that had taken place inside before, although the wormworm was covered with a large amount of earth and stones, whether it was the killed winged fire dragon or Ali's corpse, it could still be recognized, if someone who didn't know the truth went in and suddenly saw it, he wouldn't be scared to death.

"Just tell me what pit you are in." The middle-aged aunt knows a lot about men and women, and she is not shy about speaking. Thinking about it, the man and woman may have been in a hurry, and they didn't have time to deal with the aftermath, for fear that they would be embarrassed when they went in. In that case, it is better to be open and ask directly.

"What?" Zhang Mengmeng didn't understand what it meant for a while.

Zeng Yifan understood, and also understood what Zhang Mengmeng was worried about, so he dragged her, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't worry about her, there is nothing in it, it's very clean, but it's the two of us, I'm afraid it will be considered ......."

"I'm afraid of being thought of what?" Zhang Mengmeng was even more confused.

"It was thought that there was a leg and couldn't help but settle it in the toilet." As soon as Zeng Yifan finished speaking, he immediately flashed a big step to the side.

Sure enough, after hearing Zeng Yifan's words, Zhang Mengmeng's already red face turned crimson, and he was about to smash it with a fist.

"Wait a minute!" Zeng Yifan grabbed Zhang Mengmeng's small fist and restrained his smile.

"You took advantage of me and pretended to be serious, it's too bad!" Zhang Mengmeng withdrew his fist angrily, knowing that even if he swung it out, he would not be able to smash it, after all, Zeng Yifan had spit out two mouthfuls of blood just now, and he must be very weak.

"Did you notice anything wrong around you?" Zeng Yifan's expression was a little serious.

"It's all right all around, it's wrong for you."

"No, I'm telling you to be serious, didn't you notice that the black mist on those plants is gone?"

After Zeng Yifan said this, Zhang Mengmeng also suddenly reacted.

"But maybe it's because the time limit for kissing has passed, so you can see it, I can't see it." Zeng Yifan suddenly showed a wicked smile again, and was about to go up as he spoke.

"Wait!" Zhang Mengmeng hurriedly blocked Zeng Yifan's lips with her hand, she had been misunderstood by others about what was in the toilet, if she kissed in public, she was afraid that she would have to cover her face on the street in the future.

However, the black fog is gone.

"Are these plants already absorbing all the black mist?" Zhang Mengmeng was puzzled.

"No, and, apparently, the plants have been poisoned."

Indeed, although the plants around the exhibition hall still maintain their fresh appearance, their leaf veins are faintly black. The leaf veins of plants are like human blood vessels, once they turn black, it is equivalent to poisonous gas invading the internal organs, and it is not far from death.

Throughout the exhibition hall, an eerie atmosphere is spreading.

"The sky is falling apart, the rich dragon vomits blood, the sword light and sword shadow, and the dead and wounded one after another." That's right, there should be a lot of sharp stuff somewhere.

But there is nothing sharp in the whole exhibition hall except for cars or cars?

Looking around again, even if he felt uncomfortable, Zeng Yifan didn't know what the problem was for a while.

"Please come to the stage with ticket No. 88!" The moderator shouted again in a loud, very inflammatory tone. This is a gold bar, which local tyrant actually took the initiative to give up.

If no one wants it, I don't know if this gold bar can be owned by me. While the host was excited, he was a little thoughtful.

Offstage, in addition to the spectators who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they can't eat grapes and don't want others to eat them, there are two people who are whispering.

"Director Chen, I'm right, the No. 88 ticket that Mr. Jin gave you really hit the jackpot." The second dog and his father were quite proud. His move this time helped the director directly block an invisible bribe.

Boss Kim, who is that? Can he trade at a loss? Today he will give you 88,000 gold bars, and tomorrow he may ask you to approve a building of 88,000 square meters in violation of regulations. Compared with the kind of director Ma of the hospital, the father of the second dog knows that Chen Jianguo does not like to make friends with this kind of local tyrant.

When Chen Jianguo heard that No. 88 had won the lottery, his heart fluctuated slightly, after all, a gold bar slipped through his fingers, and he was a little distressed. But when I thought about it, I also thought of Boss Jin's personality, and I was relieved for a while.

Speaking of which, the previous directors have all participated in the auto show held by the boss of Jinda, and it seems that they have all won the grand prize. It's a pity that the money is still there, and the people are gone.

While thinking like this, Chen Jianguo also looked around, he wanted to find out where Zeng Yifan was. The host had already shouted twice, but he didn't go up to receive the award.

According to Lao Zhao's previous analysis, Zeng Yifan should have calculated that this admission ticket could win the jackpot, so he didn't want the 20,000 yuan and asked for the admission ticket. So, it should be a fart to go up and receive the award at this time.

"Have you seen Zeng Yifan?" Chen Jianguo asked.

"Do you say master? Just now I saw him rush out the door and then go to the bathroom. "Although Ergou and his father believe in feng shui, Zeng Yifan exists like an idol master in his eyes, but when it does not involve feng shui issues, it is the key to fulfill the duties of a driver and subordinate and follow the director closely. Therefore, he didn't pay too much attention to Zeng Yifan's movements.

"But ......" The words fell, and Ergou's father suddenly thought of something: "Why didn't the master go up to receive the award?" ”

"It seems that we may have misunderstood him......" Chen Jianguo looked around and found Zeng Yifan standing in the corner, just looking at him.

Zeng Yifan naturally heard the winning number said by the host, and contacted that his admission ticket was given by Chen Jianguo, and Chen Jianguo should have known that this admission ticket was set for a grand prize, and he actually gave it to him directly, which is really a big gift.

However, it is useless, and cracking Chen Chen's "Five Yellow Evils" is just a gesture, and he can't stand such a heavy thanks.

Zeng Yifan saw Chen Jianguo looking at him, so he replied with a look full of gratitude.

And Chen Jianguo, who received this look, thought more. Indeed, as Lao Zhao said, Zeng Yifan was able to pinch his fingers to calculate what would happen, but he did not go for this gold bar, but to avoid this unwarranted disaster for himself. It's really well-intentioned.

At this moment, Zhao Dapeng, who held the No. 88 ticket that won the prize, was holding Zheng Zixuan with great difficulty, and ran towards the door with heavy steps. I usually don't exercise enough, Zheng Zixuan, who is more than 100 pounds and is in a state of fainting, Zhao Dapeng has to run when he hugs him horizontally, and his arm strength is really a little unable to keep up.

So, the moment he heard the host's words, Zhao Dapeng subconsciously slowed down. Number 88?! Isn't that the one Zeng Yifan gave himself? Fucking won the jackpot for gold bars?

Now, do you want to put down Xuanxuan and go up to receive the award, or continue to run regardless of the gold? The choice of beauty and money seems so difficult for any man.

At the moment when Zhao Dapeng hesitated, suddenly, with a "snap", a sharp crystal glass fell straight from a high place, which was close to Zhao Dapeng's hand and shattered to the ground.