The weather is getting warmer, the grass grows and the warbler flies, the green willows are blowing in the spring breeze, and the air is exuding a vigorous and upward atmosphere. Although last night's dream was very strange, it did not affect Wang Mengxiong's early wake-up. After washing up, he hurriedly swept away the breakfast that Gu Chuanqi left for him alone, stepped on his schoolbag and set out on the road to school every morning.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and at this time, in addition to the guests who sleep in the willows and the bad gamblers who stay up all night, there are only a few scholars such as Wang Mengxiong. Passing through the familiar alley, the once unobstructed sidewalk is blocked by a black sedan. Two men in black suits were stuck on both sides of the alley like two door gods, with a straight face and no smile, looking at him getting closer and closer, and couldn't help shaking the two thick wooden sticks in their hands.

Wang Mengxiong stopped, subconsciously looked behind him, and sure enough, two men dressed in the same way appeared at the entrance of the alley over there.

"Niang Xipi, these guys haven't changed their tricks for hundreds of years, and they obviously say on their faces that I'm a bad person, and I'm going to kidnap you!"

Ordinary children are afraid that they will be scared to scream loudly or cry in a low voice, but Wang Mengxiong is obviously not among these ordinary children. He turned around, laughed for no reason, and still kept his pace, walking towards the two men opposite.

The two men glanced at each other and noticed something strange about the child. However, it was only a surprise, and it did not arouse their vigilance. Since the day they followed the Guo brothers, these old brothers have gone through ups and downs, and they have also licked blood on the head of the knife and rolled in the rivers and lakes. Even if this child is a little miracle doctor and a little magic stick, in the eyes of their brothers, he is also a little chicken cub who can pinch to death with his hand.

When Wang Mengxiong walked up to the two of them, as if he wanted to pass through the middle as if ignoring the existence of the two, Uncle Chen, the bodyguard he had only seen on Nanjing Road yesterday, put a stick in his hand and just blocked his way.

"No way! Don't be in a hurry, young man! Our boss wants to meet you, so please come with us. ”

Wang Mengxiong stretched out his fingers, touched the stick that Uncle Chen was lying on in front of him, and bent his fingers again, making two crisp sounds of iron and wood intersecting. "Sorrel wood, at least 20 years old. There are more than ten years in the hand, and this luster, this pulp, and this color are all excellent. It's a pity ......"

He said these words with the eyes of connoisseur of antiques, and said that Uncle Chen was stunned for a while, forgetting his purpose. Seeing that Wang Mengxiong stopped and deliberately lost his appetite, he couldn't help but be fooled: "What is a pity? ”

Wang Mengxiong saw that he had succeeded in fooling this guy, he smiled secretly in his heart, easily took the hand stick from his hand, sniffed it lightly, and threw it back into Uncle Chen's hand and said: "It's a pity that this hand stick has been soaked in too many people's blood, and the smell is too heavy, completely covering up the aroma of sour branches and wood, and it has become a big evil thing." When you are young, you have the courage and blood to resist, but once you are a little older and a little longer, you are a big murderer. Not only the owner, but also the people who are a little closer will be contaminated with evil qi and die! ”

Uncle Chen's hand still trembled for a while, if it weren't for the fact that this guy had been with him for more than ten years, he was no longer a cold weapon, but a little friend, maybe he would throw the stick out easily, and throw it as far away as possible. He didn't believe it when he heard his young master talk about the strangeness of this child, but he didn't know that after a few words, he had automatically promoted Wang Mengxiong to the status of a little half-immortal in his heart. During this period, most of the Chinese in Australia came from Liangguang and Fujian, and the southerners were particularly obsessed with the worship of Daxian. If the Hong Kong people of later generations want to win the Mark Six lottery or buy the horse race, it will be unimaginable if they do not go to the temple to burn incense and worship Wong Tai Sin. Uncle Chen can compare Wang Mengxiong and Huang Tai Sin, although he calls it a half-immortal, that is also a very high degree of attention.

"Lao Chen, are you stupid? You also believe the words of children, it is important to hurry up and do the business assigned by the boss, don't let the boss wait for you! ”

Wang Mengxiong ignored this bodyguard, turned his head to look at Uncle Chen and said, "Don't worry, let me guess, what is the origin of you guys?" ”

The bait that was just laid yesterday was hooked early this morning, and I could figure out the origin of these people with my toes. What's more, although he glanced at it yesterday, the appearance of this bodyguard surnamed Chen has been remembered by Wang Mengxiong. What is the origin is almost written on the top of the brain, and I deliberately pretend to be mysterious with Lao Tzu, so I don't fool you!

That Uncle Chen's mind had long been led astray by Wang Mengxiong, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but answer: "You can guess this?" Tell us where we came from. ”

Wang Mengxiong stretched out his finger and pointed to the southwest direction: "You are from that direction!" ”

The other bodyguard scolded: "Little red guy, you can really deceive people." In the four directions of southeast, south, northwest, and northwest, even if you point at random, even if you tell us where we come from, who will believe it! ”

Uncle Chen was a little unhappy, and said with a straight face: "Lao Zhang, don't interject, be careful when you speak." The boss explained, I want to ask Wang Fan's children to come over and talk, you have to be careful when you speak! ”

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and smiled at Wang Mengxiong: "You can be more detailed, which province are we from in the south?" ”

This guy didn't want to be so careless on the surface, but deliberately set up a trap for Wang Mengxiong here. There are many provinces in the south, and even if this kid guesses one randomly, it is impossible to guess correctly. Because they went from Australia to Hong Kong, and finally to Shanghai Tang. If you want to say that the southern province is limited to the country by the guidance of thinking, you will definitely not guess right.

Wang Mengxiong smiled secretly in his heart, he was small, and he was still playing with Lao Tzu. Don't say where you came from, even if you guess what year your Shanghai Yongan Company was from the yellow stall, Lao Tzu knows it clearly as a person from the next generation.

"I guess, you're from Sydney, in southwest Australia, right?"

"Holy, hell!" This is Lao Zhang's idea.

"Damn, it's really a half-immortal, it's on par with Wong Tai Sin!" This is a true portrayal of Uncle Chen's heart.

In short, the two of them were completely stunned by Wang Mengxiong's divine calculation, and the wooden stick in their hands involuntarily fell to the ground, making a clanging sound, which woke them up from their petrified attitude.

"Wang Ban...... Fan, our boss invites you to come over and have a meeting, have breakfast, please enjoy your face. Don't worry, we will drive you to the school in a while, and you won't miss your studies! ”

"Okay, lead the way!"

Since the bait is sprinkled and the fish bite the hook as expected, of course Wang Mengxiong wants to harvest the fish, but he doesn't know the harvest geometry!