"Didn't think we're still neighbors?"

In the living room, He Shiyu brought out the hot roast duck from the kitchen and said with a smile.

"Fate! But I think I'm more connected to this duck! Shen Lang smiled and stretched out his big hand, pinched a duck leg, and stuffed it into his mouth, in exchange for He Shiyu's eyes rolling.

"Did you find anything today?"

Changing out of the apron, He Shiyu didn't know how to open a bottle of red wine, poured a glass for Shen Lang, and sat quietly opposite Shen Lang, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Authentic wine, good!" Shen Langmei swallowed the fatty duck meat in his mouth, took a sip of the red wine on the table, sighed, then picked up a tissue and wiped his hands, and said, "Your guess is not wrong, that Manager Zhao, the problem seems to be not small." ”

Saying that, Shen Lang told him about Manager Zhao's visit to Huanyu Media in the afternoon, and he didn't know if Qingyu Media had any customers around Qingyu Media, so he didn't say anything to death.

"It seems so!" He Shiyu nodded, as the general manager of the company, she knew very well that Qingyu Media had no business over there, and she didn't have much doubt about Shen Lang's words.

"And what are you going to do next?" Shen Lang put down his wine glass and looked at He Shiyu, although he knew that Zhao Dehai had gone to Huanyu, but this was not evidence, and Zhao Dehai could not be brought to justice.

Hearing Shen Lang's words, He Shiyu raised his head, looked at Shen Lang with a pair of eyes full of mist, and said with a lot of resentment: "Isn't there still you?" ”

Seeing He Shiyu's expectant eyes, Shen Lang's heart moved, and he almost agreed to agree, but he thought of his main task of returning to Jiangcheng, and refused: "I am a translator, not a detective!" ”

"Alas!" He Shiyu sighed in frustration, she also knew that Shen Lang had no relatives and no reason with her, so why should she help her.

Looking at He Shiyu's suddenly dim gaze, Shen Lang remembered what happened when he applied for the job yesterday, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, I'll do my best, but it may not be possible." ”

A manly man, the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring, if He Shiyu hadn't given him a chance yesterday, I'm afraid he would still be looking for a job on the street, Shen Lang has never been a person who likes to owe favors to others.

"Ah~ thank you!"

He Shiyu was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, and her face was suddenly full of joy.

"Okay, I'm full, thank you for dinner, I'll go back and rest!" The flower-like smile on He Shiyu's face made Shen Lang slightly distracted, and then he stood up and pointed to the roast duck on the table that had turned into a bunch of skeletons at some point.

"Wow, you can really eat!"

"Alas, do you have such a treat, and do you care if the guests can eat it?" Shen Lang, who stood up, sneered at each other, and ran towards his room while pushing open the door.

Outside the house, Shen Lang, who walked out of He Shiyu's room, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, I don't know why, He Shiyu's extremely ordinary-looking home vaguely brought him a lot of strange feelings, making him want to get closer, but he was worried that he would eventually fall to pieces.

"Click!"

Taking out the key, Shen Lang was about to open the security door, when his eyes changed suddenly-he saw a shallow footprint looming on the smooth tile of the door, and the other end of the footprint happened to be divided by the security door.

"Has anyone been here?"

Shen Lang frowned, his face was quite solemn, he had only been in Jiangcheng for a few days, and he didn't have any friends, and he was the only one living here.

Pressed his ear tightly against the door, and after half a ring, Shen Lang, who was sure that there was no one inside, clicked open the door, and then his face suddenly became gloomy.

I saw that in the small living room, there was paper garbage all over the floor, and red paint was splashed on the snow-white walls.

"It's not theft!" This thought flashed through Shen Lang's heart, and the whole person ran towards the bedroom like a madman.

"Click!"

"Where's the stuff?"

Looking at the empty bedside table, Shen Lang's fists creaked - inside the bedside table, there was the only photo of him and his sister, and at this moment, this group photo had disappeared without a trace.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Shen Lang's phone suddenly rang, and a text message appeared on Shen Lang's mobile phone just right: "Don't touch things that shouldn't be touched, don't worry about things that aren't yours, besides, the little girl in the photo is good." ”

"Qian Linyu!"

Shen Lang gritted his teeth and spit out the name, his eyes were full of tyranny, after so many years of mercenary life, his sister was his only spiritual sustenance, but today, Qian Linyu used it to threaten himself.

"What's going on?"

Behind Shen Lang, He Shiyu, who had changed into pajamas, held a tempting fruit bowl and looked at Shen Lang's messy home in amazement.

"It's nothing, I don't know which thief is worried about it!" Shen Lang turned around, and he didn't know when a smile appeared on his face.

"Oh!" He Shiyu's eyes looked at the surrounding walls, which thief stole and splashed paint? However, he didn't ask much, and acquiesced to Shen Lang's statement, but after wandering for a long time, he blushed and said, "There must be no way to live in this house, or live where I am tonight." ”

Shen Lang was slightly stunned, and then looked at He Shiyu with a rather strange face-He Shiyu's room was the same as his, with a one-bedroom layout-where did he sleep?

He Shiyu was a little uncomfortable by Shen Lang's gaze, and only after half a sound did he explain: "Don't think too much, I don't have any extra room, you can only spend the night on the sofa." ”

"Well, thank you!" Shen Lang was slightly disappointed, and then looked at the mobile phone in his hand in a daze.

This text message came at the right time, just when he returned to the room, Shen Lang raised his head slightly, and among the bushes outside the window, a little light flashed slightly.

"I cut the fruit, you can eat some!" Before He Shiyu's words were finished, Shen Lang jumped out of the window directly.

"Humph!"

Seeing Shen Lang leave suddenly, He Shiyu sullenly carried the tray and prepared to go back to the house, and after half a sound, he sighed and picked up Shen Lang's dirty clothes scattered on the ground......

Looking at the empty bushes that had obviously been pressed down, Shen Lang's face changed slightly, just like that, a group of kung fu people were gone, and he obviously met a master.

Qian Linyu's Dongsheng Group is one of the largest groups in Jiangcheng, mainly starting with food and stepping into all walks of life, while the predecessor of Dongsheng Group is a well-known underworld organization in Jiangcheng.

It is not surprising that there are two masters in such a gang.

Between thoughts, Shen Lang picked the corner of his eyes, and saw a figure flashing in the corner of the wall in the distance.

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen Lang followed closely behind.

The two men were less than ten paces apart, and in the blink of an eye, they leaped through the low walls of the neighborhood, and in a short time they appeared on the edge of the desolate river.

"You did the things in my house?" Shen Lang clenched his fists and looked at the man in a sweatshirt with a rough face on the opposite side.

"Boy, you're good, how about it, are you interested in coming to our Dongsheng to be a little boss?" The man smiled, but he didn't take Shen Lang in his eyes.

In his eyes, Shen Lang is thin and thin, just like an ordinary white-collar worker, such a person, even if he knows a little kung fu, is just a showman.

"Give me back the picture!" Shen Lang was not moved by his words, Dongsheng was relatively horizontal in Jiangcheng, and outside, it was just a ninth-rate force.

"You're talking about this picture?" The man opposite sneered, took out a yellowed photo from his arms, and then said lightly: "I'll give it to you!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the photo slipped from the man's hand, like a butterfly in the wind, swaying and falling towards the rolling river.

The river is fast, and once the photo falls into the water, Shen Lang is afraid that he will never find it again. Shen Lang was furious, roared, and the whole person took three steps forward, and the iron fist of his right hand hit the man's jawbone hard, while the other hand reached out like lightning in mid-air, holding the photo in his hand like a flower.

At this moment, the man was able to react, and his heavy big hand was frightened in front of him, and then a huge force came from Shen Lang's fist, directly shaking him away a few steps.

"Master!"

The man was shocked, such strength was simply unheard of, even the foreign black market boxers he had seen before had never burst out with such power in an instant.

"Smack!"

Unforgiving, Shen Lang quickly took the photo into his arms with one hand, the sealed iron fist was slightly opened in mid-air, pinched the man's wrist between the lightning and flint, buckled it suddenly, and raised his left foot violently, slamming it on the man's lower abdomen.

"Ahem!" The man's eyes were full of fear, every place Shen Lang hit was the key point, and the punch that kicked him in the lower abdomen made his five abdomen and six organs directly displace, completely killing him.

There was not the slightest emotion in Shen Lang's eyes, as if he was playing sandbags, seven years of mercenary career made him extremely sensitive to the breath on people, the man in front of him, the smell of blood on his body was strong, I don't know how many people died in his hands.

"Stop...... I sue you who instructed me ......"

"No, you don't!"

Shen Lang pinched the man's throat with one hand, his eyes were cold, and he said indifferently: "Qian Linyu, right?" I know it's him! ”

As Shen Lang's words fell, the man's face suddenly turned dead gray.

"Click!"

A crisp sound came, and Shen Lang's hand buckled heavily, directly breaking the man's trachea, and then throwing it into the boiling river.

"It's been a lot of events ever since!"

Shen Lang sighed, although this man is vulnerable in his own hands, he is already a first-class master in other places, and the place inside Dongsheng is not low, and such a person died in his own hands, and the relationship between him and Dongsheng in the future is already an endless ending.

"Hey, you're back!"

Shen Lang walked back to the corridor, He Shiyu poked his head out of the door, and put a pair of slippers at Shen Lang's feet with a smile.

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, and finally walked in.

Walking into the door, He Shiyu didn't ask anything, walked to the kitchen, brought out the fruit that had been cut before, made a pot of tea for Shen Lang, and finally yawned and said: "The water temperature in the bathroom is just right, I will wash your clothes and hang them on the balcony, good night!" ”

"Thank you!" Shen Lang glanced at the fruits and tea on the table, and a faint warmth was in his heart.