In the old Wang donkey meat burning hall, Yan Murong and Dong Wuyan sat opposite each other.

This small restaurant is not large, with only eight tables in it, but to Yan Murong's surprise, there is an authentic donkey meat roast shop in this part of Hong Kong.

This thing was originally a snack in Hebei, and Yan Murong had eaten it a few times, and he liked the crispy skin and smooth but not greasy donkey meat, so when he saw this shop, he pulled Dong Wuyan and walked in.

"Donkey meat can also be eaten?" Dong Wuyan looked at this small shop of less than thirty square meters with a curious expression, and asked with a strange expression.

As the old saying goes, don't go to the house for three days - in the afternoon, after Dong Wuyan 'exited' and hurt people, Yan Murong grabbed Dong Wuyan into the lounge in the office and 'beaten' him hard, and then Dong Wuyan was completely honest.

"It's edible, and it's delicious." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Haven't you heard the phrase dragon meat in the sky and donkey meat on the earth?"

"What do you mean?" Dong Wuyan was inexplicable, it was obvious that she, the lady of the family, had never heard this folk saying at all.

"It means that the best thing in heaven is dragon meat, and the best thing on earth is this donkey meat." Yan Murong was happy to explain. "Dragon meat?" Dong Wuyan was even more surprised. "How do you eat dragon meat? Have you ever seen a dragon? ”

"It's terrible to be uneducated." Yan Murong sighed and shook his head. "This so-called dragon meat is a bird called a flying dragon, also known as a tree chicken, and does not refer to the dragon in the zodiac. But as far as I can guess, this dragon should also exist. ”

"Do dragons really exist?" Dong Wuyan asked in surprise.

Undoubtedly, Yan Murong's words had aroused her interest.

People say that the IQ of a woman in love is zero, but they are missing a word - a woman who is passively in love also has a zero IQ.

"Then who knows." Yan Murong said with a smile. "But if you think about it, in our Chinese zodiac there are 12 zodiac signs, and in the 12 zodiac signs, there are eleven kinds of animals that exist - then you say, why did our ancestors have to add non-existent animals like dragons? Maybe it's because they've seen dragons. ”

"Crooked." Dong Wuyan chuckled and shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if it's crooked, it's all unknown." Yan Murong smiled, looked at the boss who came over with the tray, and said to Dong Wuyan. "Alright, let's get ready for dinner."

Looking at the fire wrapped in oiled paper in the tray, Dong Wuyan was embarrassed. It's not that she dislikes it, it's that she hasn't eaten it. People always have a certain fear of the unknown.

"What to see, just looking at it and not being able to eat." Yan Murong grabbed the fire and took a big bite before he said inarticulately. "Eat it hot, and the fire outside won't be crispy when it's cold."

After speaking, Yan Murong asked for two more bowls of egg soup, and then began to eliminate the food in the tray in a big gulp.

Dong Wuyan carefully grabbed the palm-sized fire, then peeled off the oil paper wrapped on the outside, and took a small bite like eating poison. After a while, he began to bite into it in large gulps. However, compared with Yan Murong Pig eating swill, it still looks a little too beautiful.

"It's delicious." Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan, who had eaten the first one and started to catch the second one, and asked with a smile.

"It's delicious." Dong Wuyan answered, and began to continue sweeping.

"Eat slowly, drink some egg soup." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Donkey meat roasted with egg soup is absolutely authentic."

It wasn't until the two of them had eaten eight fires and drank four bowls of egg soup that Yan Murong was satisfied with taking out a tissue from the table, wiping the corners of his mouth full of grease, and looking at Dong Wuyan and said. "You're in for a treat, aren't you?"

Dong Wuyan was stunned for a moment, and then he wanted to grab the oily paper and slap it on Yan Murong's face.

This bastard is so stingy, he eats and wipes up others, and he is not even willing to pay for a meal, Dong Wuyan thought angrily.

Suddenly, she was shocked in her heart, surprised how she could have such an almost complaining thought.

No, I like women, even if I am forced by him, I also like women, how can I have this kind of thought?

"Hey, what kind of god, won't you not even have more than a hundred dollars?"

"Boss, pay the bill." Dong Wuyan came back to his senses by Yan Murong's words, so he shouted to the boss, then put two hundred yuan on the table, and turned around and walked out.

"What is this woman doing, is she holding on?" Yan Murong looked at Dong Wuyan's back and muttered quietly, and after the boss found the money, he trotted out and chased out.

"You tell people I'm your man?" Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Yan Murong remembered what Dong Wuyan had said in the afternoon.

"Well, I did." Dong Wuyan started the car and replied lightly.

"Talking to whom?"

"Zheng Wuming."

"Zheng Wuming?" Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and asked in some surprise. "Have you seen him?"

"Yes, at the café at noon." Dong Wuyan nodded. After thinking about it, he said again. "He wanted to work with me, and I refused."

"He's going to work with you? What to work with? Yan Murong asked.

Even if he didn't ask, Yan Murong could think that Zheng Wuming was 100% going to fight him. That guy is really arrogant. He has made him suffer so many losses, if he doesn't get the field back, it is estimated that he will not be able to sleep well at night-

"Soros, the bird is moving, there is no sign of returning. Repeat, the bird moved, no sign of homing. Ambrole, with blond hair, sat in an old crown car, staring at the Lamborghini not far away, and grabbed the headset in his ear and said.

"Report the situation." Soros said succinctly.

"Yellow Lamborghini, the target is with a woman." Ambrole said. "Do you want to do it?"

"Don't do it just yet, I need to make some arrangements." Soros thought for a moment and said again. "Follow them, don't be discovered, I'll lure the people he protects away."

"Don't do it now?" Ambrole asked, confused. "I can cause a car accident right now."

"Nope." Soros stopped. "Ambrole, you must know that I am the commander of this operation, and everything must be under my orders."

"Soros, you're really in trouble." Ambrole pursed his lips in frustration. "Okay, then I'll follow them, you have to hurry, I don't want to be here for too long, I have two beautiful little Latin wild cats waiting for me at home."

"Idiots, you know women." Soros cursed and turned off the communication directly.