The enemy of the enemy is the friend, and sometimes, the friend of the enemy can also be taken as a friend.

Of course, if you can find a way to get him to treat you as a friend.

Chang Xiaopeng kept an eye on it, and after the little snake gave him the antidote, he secretly asked someone to take it for testing. He thought he could get the results of the test and then dispense the medicine himself, but in the end, he was a little disappointed, a little crazy, and a little laughing and crying - the test results showed that most of the ingredients in the antidote were mainly vitamins.

After questioning this result, Chang Xiaopeng secretly raised his internal strength, and then, there was a burst of heat from the dantian, which was as hot as a burned red iron rod piercing his body, and the cold sweat on his head also fell down vigorously.

Therefore, when he received a call from Yan Murong, he didn't let out a fart, so he ran over in a hurry-

"Belly Feng" This is a famous snack in Yanjing, which is said to have been born in the Guangxu period. With the change of the times, the business of this store is getting better and better, and it is also the favorite place for foodies like Yan Murong.

In a private seat on the second floor, Yan Murong and Chang Xiaopeng sat opposite each other, he was eating, and Chang Xiaopeng was watching.

"Why don't you eat it?" Yan Murong raised his head, looked at Chang Xiaopeng, who was holding a teacup and didn't know what he was studying, and asked.

"I'm not hungry." Chang Xiaopeng said.

It's not that he's not hungry, it's that he just can't eat this kind of thing. He is used to eating the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, so it is okay for him to occasionally eat wild vegetables in clear soup and fresh water, but let him eat the internal organs of this animal and go into the water, he wants to vomit when he smells it, let alone eat it.

"If you can't get used to eating, let's say you can't get used to eating, where are there so many excuses." Yan Murong pursed his lips, put down his chopsticks, grabbed the paper towel on the table, wiped the sauce at the corner of his mouth, and said. "No wonder you and Zheng Wuming can get together, it turns out that appearance is not very important, but personality is the most important thing - you group of people, all of them are hypocritical."

"It's better for us to see each other less." Chang Xiaopeng changed the topic and said. "If someone sees it, I'm afraid your ideas will be useless, right?"

"As long as you don't say it, no one will know." Yan Murong narrowed his eyes and said. "No one who knows can live."

Chang Xiaopeng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood the meaning of Yan Murong's words.

Yes, he is also accompanied by a terrible master of drug use, who wants someone's life, and he can definitely kill people invisibly.

Raising his head and looking at Yan Murong seriously, Chang Xiaopeng felt that this man was really terrifying - not to mention the beautiful women around him, and such a terrible killer at his disposal, what was even more incomprehensible was what kind of heart was hidden under his honest and delicate appearance?

"No one who knows can live." ――How much hatred does it take to do such a thing? Even if he is called ugly by others, at most he will go up and beat him violently, at least he will break a few bones, or at worst he will be in a vegetative state, and he has never done anything terrible.

"What did you call me for?" Chang Xiaopeng asked.

"It's not a big deal." Yan Murong smiled, took out a paper bag from his pocket, put it on the table in front of Chang Xiaopeng, and said. "I'm afraid that your medicine won't be enough, so I'll send you some medicine."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Chang Xiaopeng's face changed, and the cold sweat on his back began to flow.

Terrible, this man is really terrible. The ingredients of the antidote were all made secretly, and the person who was looking for it in the military hospital, he actually knew that he would do this, and he specially came to deliver the medicine to himself.

Is it kind? Apparently not - it's a reminder to himself not to do stupid things.

Thinking about it, Chang Xiaopeng was covered in a cold sweat, but he was also secretly happy. Fortunately, he is still useful to him, otherwise he would really have to say goodbye to the world without an antidote.

"Thank you." Chang Xiaopeng nodded seriously and didn't say more. Since Yan Murong didn't break it, he shouldn't have known.

"You're welcome." Yan Murong said with a smile on his face. "I'm done eating, let's go first. If you're hungry, just order something to eat and remember to check out at the end of the day. ”

Seeing Yan Murong's figure disappear at the door of the private room, Chang Xiaopeng's tense nerves relaxed, leaned weakly on the chair, and let out a long sigh.

It has been scientifically proven that long-term nervous tension can easily lead to fatigue, nervousness - and some hunger.

After greeting the waiter, he removed the empty plate from the table, served a new pot of tea, and then began to eat it in a big gulp.

Not hungry? Can't eat? No.

With the experience of last night, Chang Xiaopeng is now extra vigilant and careful, Yan Murong has eaten and touched the tableware, he doesn't even want to touch it. Now that Yan Murong is gone, he doesn't have to pretend anymore-

"In such a hurry?" Yan Murong looked at Old Man Yan in surprise and asked. "Grandpa, even if you want to have a wedding, you don't have to be in such a hurry, right?"

"It's good to hurry up." Old Man Yan sat on the bamboo chair in the courtyard, looked at Yan Murong with a smile, and said. "You're not too young, you should have started a family a long time ago."

"Then you don't have to do it on Sunday, right?" Yan Murong said depressedly. "It's Wednesday today, just three days, can you prepare? Could it be that the three of us just get together and get it together? ”

"I'm going to come here, and I'm going to do it big, how lively is it." Old Man Yan smiled. "The location has already been prepared – and as for the guests, even if we don't invite them, some people will come to the door."

Hearing Old Man Yan's words, Yan Murong was silent.

I have to say that Old Man Yan's hand is too high. If the relationship is good, all those who should be invited have been invited, even those with different factions must have invited a lot, and in the end, there are only those who stand in the middle and waver.

Forcing the palace - his own old man is forcing the palace, this hand is forcing these people to express their position. Even if their attitude is still unclear, at least it will make others think about it.

"Murong, don't blame me." Old Man Yan said suddenly. "I'm a rough guy and a soldier, and I don't like these roundabouts, but I have to do it—once for the country, but now for you."

"I understand." Yan Murong nodded solemnly.

"I know you'll understand." Old Man Yan shook his head and sighed. "If you can be safe and happy, I will be satisfied."

"Don't worry, grandpa." Yan Murong smiled confidently. "Whoever stands in my way, I will break his leg."

PS: Weekend eight watches, applause - applause is gone, let's have some flowers.