Facing the street, inside a food stall.

It's getting late, and the food stalls are sparsely populated, except for the young people who seem to have a sore egg and come out in the middle of the night to spend the night, and the only ones who come here to eat are construction workers who have been working as coolies for a day.

The food stalls are cheap, and there is a lot of oil and water, which is several grades better than the big pot rice on the construction site, so it has gradually become a canteen for migrant workers.

However, Yan Murong and the three of them sat here, and they looked a little out of place.

"Young Master Duan, can't you talk about it?" Yan Murong watched Duan Zixuan grab the chopsticks, pick up the plate of egg fried noodles in front of him, and said teasingly. "Don't worry, the old people often say, if you don't eat cleanly, you won't get sick, give it a try, it's delicious."

"If it doesn't taste good, I'll slap it in your face." Duan Zixuan glanced at Yan Murong viciously, picked up a few noodles with chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth, felt that something was missing, thought about it, and picked up another piece of scrambled golden egg, chewing there as if he were eating poison.

"Doesn't it taste good?" Yan Murong looked at Duan Zixuan's gradually changing strange expression, and asked with a smile.

"Not bad." Duan Zixuan nodded, and also felt that the taste of this fried noodles was very good, unlike the Italian noodles eaten in a Western restaurant, with so much tomato sauce in it, it was sweet and greasy.

"Then let's eat, if it's not enough, I'll treat you." Yan Murong waved his hand very generously, thinking to himself, last time he took Dong Wuyan and Su Qingwu to eat donkey meat and roast, and then he brought Duan Zixuan to eat food stalls, and he also pulled Zheng Wuming to eat barbecue - when will he ask Li Jianhua to come out and squat on the side of the road and eat two roasted sweet potatoes, he will also be considered a complete merit. These young ladies and gentlemen he knew all followed the local customs.

"Are you really going to get him to Hong Kong?" The little snake grabbed a tissue, wiped the sauce sticking to the corner of his mouth, looked at Yan Murong and said. "I never knew you would be so kind."

"Just talking." Yan Murong said vaguely while stuffing food into his mouth. "It's just that I plan to get him to Hong Kong, and it's not my problem how he will live after he goes."

"Didn't you say that you wanted the Du family and the Li family to cover him?"

"Just talking, are you serious?" Yan Murong swallowed the food in his mouth, then grabbed the beer on the table and poured it violently, burped comfortably, and said quietly. "There are so many people who need to be protected, how can I protect them. I'm not God, and I don't want to play God. ”

"It's not worth your life to die in a pit." The little snake shook his head with a sigh.

"Boss, check out." Seeing that Duan Zixuan had also finished eating, Yan Murong beckoned the boss to prepare to settle the bill.

He was going to find a place to take a good shower, and then lie down on the bed and think about who was going against him.

The surname is Zheng, and the surname is Zheng?

From this point of view, Yan Murong had already excluded Zheng Wuming - he would not be stupid enough to leave such an obvious tail. Obviously, this is someone who wants to provoke the contradiction between him and Zheng Wuming and intensify the contradiction between the two.

Hmph, I just won't let you get your way, Yan Murong thought to himself.

Yan Murong shouted to settle the bill, and the owner of the food stall did not come, but instead recruited three young people.

The three young people are not very old, they look like they are eighteen ~ nine years old at most, and the oldest one is at most twenty, all of them are covered with iron and gold, and their hair is dyed more colorful than the feathers of the pheasant that Yan Murong caught on the mountain, and they know that these three young people are the legendary people on the road with their heels.

"Hey, brother, what are you doing in a hurry to settle the bill?" The thug standing at the front said with a smile, but his eyes glanced at the little snake sitting there with an indifferent smile, and his eyes were full of a lewd and evil light.

"Oh? Children, I'm not in a hurry to settle the bill, do you want to have a treat? Yan Murong asked with a grin.

"It's not impossible." The thug touched his chin, laughed twice, looked at the little snake and said. "Let this sister accompany me for a few drinks, and I'll invite you, how about it?"

"Giggles, sister?" The little snake suddenly smiled, looked at the gangsters with silky eyes, and said with a sigh of relief. "Little one, you have to call me sister, I'm older than you."

"Yes, yes, my sister is older than me." When the gangsters heard the little snake's seductive voice and face, they were immediately excited to find the north, and the chick nodded violently as if he was pecking rice, staring at the little snake's chest that was bumping up and down because of laughter, and his lips were lewd with a lewd face. "My sister's is really big."

"Want to play with me?" The little snake asked in a coquettish voice.

"Yes." The thug nodded violently, feeling that he had suddenly hit a big luck today, and he actually came out for a supper and met such a superb woman.

"I'm very expensive." The little snake said with a grin.

"How much?" The thug asked hurriedly. "You say a price, we don't have a bad price."

"Three thousand once, night discount, only five thousand." Little Snake smiled, looked at the other two gangsters, and said. "If the three of you go together, it'll only cost six thousand—but I have one condition."

"On what terms?" The gangster's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and he couldn't care about the high price offered by the little snake. Such a superb woman, let alone 6,000, even if it is 60,000, he will be on it.

"Well, I'm going to play the queen game." The little snake tilted his head and thought about it, and said excitedly. "The kind of handcuffs, candles, whips."

"Good, good, good whip, I like leather whip." The gangster said repeatedly, and even the two followers who followed behind him nodded vigorously, praising the boss in his heart.

"Oh, you like it too." The little snake looked surprised, then giggled and laughed as he saw that the thugs had already lifted the crotch of the tent. "I'm wearing a leather whip now, do you want to see it?"

"Yes, of course." The thug said impatiently.

Duan Zixuan saw it in the clouds, but Yan Murong smiled bitterly, handed Duan Zixuan a reassuring look, and continued to watch the little snake play the three gangsters.

These little guys, it's really lard that blinds their hearts, six thousand? What are you kidding, the price of this woman's 'introduction' is terrifying, even if you sell a few of you, you can't sell it for that price - even if it can be sold for tens of millions of dollars, it is estimated that she will die thoroughly before she touches her body.

"Okay, then you can watch it, don't blink." The little snake laughed, stood up, slowly lifted his shirt, slowly moved his hand to the waist, and unbuttoned the belt.

Seeing the little snake's movements, Yan Murong was stunned, thinking, does this woman still want to play really?

These gangsters were already drooling, but Yan Murong knew that the belt around the little snake's waist was not a belt, it was a deadly soft sword.