Not far from the mountain village of Crouching Tiger, the hut where Jiro Yamamoto lived alone is still there. Wisps of green smoke came out, and the Meng brothers were sitting on the kang in the house.

After Jiro Yamamoto disappeared, this hut became a stronghold for Meng San to seduce the little widow. Some of them are a little, do some business here, and Meng San will take a little change. After Meng Fan was sent to Yanjing by Yamamoto Jiro, Yamamoto Erlang couldn't get used to Meng San's style, so when he fought with Swallow Lane, Meng San was spared.

occupied Jiro Yamamoto's house, and Meng San felt that he should take it for granted. When he didn't know what Jiro Yamamoto was going to do, Meng San liked to play tricks; Now that he clearly knows that he and others are going to oppose the government of Huaxia State, Meng San is even more resistant in his heart.

After just a few drinks, Meng San had already drunk himself. In this way, you can not only avoid your brother's nagging, but also make your ears clean.

After three rounds of drinking, Meng Fan's phone rang anxiously, Meng San lay on the dirty quilt, listening to his brother answer the phone.

"Don't arrest Ouyang Chang'an?" Meng Fan put down the wine glass in his hand, respectfully answered Shiro Yamamoto's call, and asked puzzledly.

"Don't catch it! Just now I heard Ouyang Changan and Zhen Cheng arguing, and he was trying to get information! Now that he still has use value, don't be in a hurry to provoke the people of the Ouyang family, so as not to cause the wrath of the Huaxia government and bring us unnecessary trouble! Come back at once, I have something to do for you! Shiro Yamamoto's tone was natural, neither apologizing for beating Meng Fan last night, nor deliberately alienating Meng Fan's indifference. It's like nothing happened yesterday.

"Hey! I'll be right back! Meng Fan agreed, waited for Shiro Yamamoto to hang up the phone, and hurriedly got dressed and got off the kang.

"Brother, why did you act like a grandson in front of Shiro Yamamoto? Make a phone call, look at you respectfully, I look disgusting! This little devil of the Japanese country just can't get used to it, you have to be tough on him! Meng Sanhong looked at Meng Fan getting off the kang and putting on his shoes, and said with disdain.

"We are also all of Japanese blood, you don't want a little devil!" Meng Fan looked at the door, glanced out the window, and reminded in a cold voice.

"Let's not talk about the blood of the Japanese country, your current attitude is not right!" Meng San hiccuped and continued, "People are good at being bullied, don't be too respectful to that Yamamoto Shiro!" ”

"Shut up!" Meng Fan saw that his younger brother's drunken and nonsensical mistake had made another mistake, and he wanted to rush up and smack his brother a few times, take the scarf and hat, Meng Fan scolded, "You know what a fart!" Besides messing around with widows every day, you can do something serious! Keep an eye on the situation in the village, don't take the money and don't do business! You also have to think of a way to see if you can sneak into Crouching Tiger Villa! ”

"I'm not going anywhere! In Crouching Tiger Village, I am my grandfather! With my IQ, I know in my heart that if I go to Crouching Tiger Villa, then I will be discovered by others in a few days! If you are slaughtered by others, how much can't you get? I'd better stay in the village and wait for you to take me to Tokyo! ”

"Peng-" As soon as Meng San's words fell, an angry slamming sound came, and Meng Fan left with the dust stirring in the air. Meng Fan had nothing to do about his younger brother's mud.

"Second Sister Wang, sit on the embroidery building-" Meng San kicked the kang table to the kang tail, hummed and turned the two, lying on the hot kang head, shaking her feet, and falling asleep in a daze.

Meng San likes this kind of life very much, he is at ease, and he doesn't have to look at other people's faces. I was in a hurry to go to Tokyo, it was because Meng San had already boasted about Haikou in front of the people in the village, if he couldn't go to Tokyo to see it, take a few photos, and go to a few Japanese girls, Meng San felt sorry for the dead master.

Jiro Yamamoto's hut has now become Meng San's kennel. The room is not very big, but you can clearly see the situation of the cave of Crouching Tiger Mountain.

The tall excavator has been working again, and the entrance of the cave of Crouching Tiger Mountain is already clearly visible. Because of the bombing, the entire cave entrance looked as if it had been bitten by a demon. The new stone wall of the cave shone with a cold white light in the sunlight.

Meng Fan came out of the hut and did not go directly to the south of the mountain. Instead, go out from the east end of the village and go straight to the east.

Although the country roads are blocked by snow, it is still possible to walk on the snow. One foot deep, one foot shallow walked east for about five miles, Meng Fan walked three miles to the south side, and then turned back and walked west. Although this is a long detour, it can bypass Sparrow Villa.

On the plains of the northeast, as far as the eye can see, there are not ten miles, but also eight miles. It's so hard to keep track of people in this place. In the summer, there are also bookmakers to cover it, and in the winter there is endless snow everywhere.

In broad daylight, alone, passing in the direction of Sparrow Villa to go to the gardening field, Meng Fan had no bottom in his heart. The big iron rod of last night's cold mangs was still dangling in front of Meng Fan's eyes, looking at the direction of the gardening field, Meng Fan quickly quickened his pace.

Meng Fan's figure gradually turned from clear to a black dot, disappearing in the direction of the gardening field, Yan Twelve was satisfied with the retraction of the miniature special military binoculars, waiting for Liu Ying to come back, and then go back to the villa together.

Yan Twelve and Liu Ying came out today because of Zhen Cheng's advice in the morning, and the two went to Crouching Tiger Mountain Village to investigate Meng San and Meng Fan. I didn't think that not long after he came out, he immediately confirmed Meng Fan's identity as a tong, Yan Twelve fiddled with the binoculars while pacing and smiling with satisfaction, humming a pop song that he didn't even know what to name.

The meeting place agreed by Liu Ying and Yan Twelve was near the guillotine pit where Jiang Shiheng was thrown off the cliff by Ximen Shuang'er. The terrain is high and secluded, making it a good place for lookouts and secret conversations.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Yan Twelve turned back from the edge of the guillotine pit in the direction of the path.

"Huh? Injured? As soon as Yan Twelve walked out of the path, he saw Liu Ying limping towards the mountain. frowned in surprise and snorted, without thinking about it, and quickly ran towards Liu Ying.

Liu Ying raised her head, and on the left side of her face, a palm print could still be faintly seen. Seeing Yan Twelve running towards her, Liu Ying simply stopped, panting with an ugly face.

"What's wrong with you? Beaten by Meng San? Yan Twelve looked up and down, and found that Liu Ying was fine, as if she had twisted her foot, and the rest of the place was intact, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and joked with a smile, "You won't fight with Meng San for the widow!" ”

"Roll the calves!" Liu Ying saw Yan Twelve's angry appearance, moved her injured foot, looked at Yan Twelve, and scolded, "Do you still have any sympathy?" I've got my feet hurt, and you're still sneering and sarcastic! ”

"Twisted my ankle, that's a fart injury!" Yan Twelve glanced at Liu Ying and said, "My senior brother said, as long as it is not a broken hand or foot, it is not an injury!" ”

"You brutes, you don't know pain! I'm human, how can I compare with you! Liu Ying scolded and continued to limp towards the villa.

"How did you get hurt?" Yan Twelve saw that Liu Ying didn't answer his question, and he scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously urged.

"I don't have to tell you!" Liu Ying twisted her head to look away, ignoring Yan Twelve and continuing to walk towards the villa.

"Then I won't tell you where Meng Fan went!" Yan Twelve said very proudly, "When I return to the villa, I won't tell Zhen Cheng, you wait to be trained!" ”

"Cut! You know, I know it all! Meng Fan went to see Shiro Yamamoto! I don't have the ability, if I am a ground level master, I will definitely leave that Meng Fan behind! You stand in this position, that is, you can see with your own eyes that Meng Fan went to the gardening field in Shannan, what is there to be proud of! Liu Ying's voice was very strange because of the beating on her face. But seeing Yan Tshi's smug appearance, Liu Ying still couldn't help the anger in her chest, and loudly mocked contemptuously.

Yan Twelve glanced at Liu Ying and was speechless. After thinking about it, he quickened his pace and said disdainfully, "If you are beaten like this, it must not be Meng San's late Yellow Order!" If I'm not mistaken, you must be Yujian Invincible in the East! That old thing just died two apprentices last night, and Zhen Cheng happened to be yujian last night. You must have said something you shouldn't have said, that's why you got beaten! You accidentally became the invincible punching bag of the East, didn't you? haha！ ”

"Shit! I didn't say anything, and that's how I was beaten! Liu Ying heard that Yan Twelve also roughly guessed what had happened, and said very aggrievedly, "Damn, a late-stage powerhouse actually beat me, it's really not human!" ”

"Invincible in the East is really not human!" Yan Twelve scolded, "At such an old age, why is your temper still so hot!" But you're lucky, that old thing can slap you to death! You went back in such a hurry, you won't let Zhen Cheng take revenge on you, right? ”

"When did I say that the Invincible of the East beat me? Would you like to listen carefully? I'm talking about the late-stage master, an old man I don't know who beat me. Dongfang Invincible has a sad look on his face, how can he be in the mood to pay attention to me! If it weren't for Dongfang Invincible's words, I might not have been able to come back! ”

"Is there anyone else around the Invincible of the East? Isn't it Zamuha and Mukel? Yan Twelve was curious and asked impatiently.

"Do I not know Zamuha and Mukel? Idiot! Liu Ying glanced at Yan Twelve, and limped towards Sparrow Villa.

"You go so fast to dry your hair! Let's talk about it in detail, can you die! Zhen Cheng is making a girl, you go now, he won't kill you! Yan Twelve followed behind Liu Ying and shouted loudly to remind.

"The stakes are high, I can't shut them up so much!" Liu Ying is like a child who goes out to play and is bullied, and she is eager to see her parents, hoping that her parents can take a bad breath for herself. The cold voice replied, limping faster.

Zhen Cheng's speed was very fast, so fast that as soon as Zhou Yubing touched the red sweater, Zhen Cheng grabbed the pair of cold and trembling little white hands.

"Don't do that! I'll help you, it's always okay! Zhen Cheng looked at Zhou Yubing and explained solemnly, "When I was in Hanqian City, Sister Yuru helped me, and this time I will be okay!" ”

"Excuses!" Zhou Yubing burst into tears and laughed, whispered, with two red clouds hanging on his pale cheeks, and said softly, "It seems that you are really not a pervert!" ”

“haha！” Seeing Zhou Yubing's shy appearance, Zhen Cheng naturally let go of Zhou Yubing's little hand, and said to relieve the embarrassment, "That's not necessarily!" A high-level pervert often deceives his heart first, and then deceives his body, you can be careful! ”

"You're not!" Zhou Yubing sighed secretly, glanced at Zhen Cheng, and said with some loss, "I've known you as a friend in my life, and I don't know if it's lucky or unlucky!" ”

"Nonsense, it must be lucky, how can it be unlucky!" Zhen Cheng saw that Zhou Yubing stopped crying, and returned to the way he used to talk to Zhou Yubing, and said unceremoniously, "I used to accidentally take advantage of you, but what I did for you was a big thing!" Say, what background does your boyfriend have, in Yanjing, he is the prince, and I will step on it casually! Zhen Cheng said arrogantly, "As long as you are not engaged to Brother Yu Haoran, I will help you get it!" ”

"It's not Yanjing's, it's a fake foreign devil who came back from the United States!" Hearing Zhen Cheng mention his boyfriend, Zhou Yubing hurriedly added, "Our parents are verbally engaged, and he is not exactly my boyfriend!" ”

"That's your fiancé?" Zhen Cheng felt that he had been deceived, and thinking about Han Xiu, he couldn't help frowning and asked, "Does your mother agree very much with this marriage?" ”

"On the day I agreed, my mother told the man's parents! Otherwise, I wouldn't be mad! I don't care anyway, you just promised to help me! Zhou Yubing was like a little girl, pulling Zhen Cheng's arm and said coquettishly.

"Didn't you just say it was your boyfriend? In the blink of an eye, I became a fiancé, you mouth full of trains, how can I help me! Zhen Cheng had a headache. Whether he has anything to do with Zhou Yubing or not, Han Yong knows it clearly. Han Yong is Han Xiu's nephew, if he intervenes, who will Han Yong help! Besides, Han Xiu has also helped herself, and Zhou Yuru has also helped herself, for the sake of Zhou Yubing, she may have to offend three benefactors at once, this matter is a little unworthy!

"Anyway, I don't care, I'll tell the cold people tomorrow that I've been given XXOO by you!" Zhou Yubing saw that Zhen Cheng was hesitant to regret it, so he suddenly leaned forward, hugged Zhen Cheng's neck tightly, and bit Zhen Cheng's forehead hard, leaving a clear lipstick mark.

"Bang dang! Before Zhen Cheng could react, the sound of pushing the door and hurried footsteps came from outside the office door.

"Caught rape!" Yan Txi's voice sounded gloating outside the door of Zhen Cheng's office.

There were no black lines on Zhen Cheng's forehead, leaving only Zhou Yubing's bright red lipstick marks.

"Wait a minute! Let's get dressed! It's annoying, it's the first time for people! Zhou Yubing's eyes flashed a trace of cunning, and he deliberately complained coquettishly.

In Zhen Cheng's office, there was the sound of heavy objects falling on the sofa.