Wang Quan returned to the An Mansion.

Only this time he didn't have a "teammate".

And he has to face not one Miss An, but two.

It's like now, it's noon the next day.

Wang Quan sat in the center of the back seat of the Ford Model T, and there were two girls in the back seat besides him.

On the left is Miss An, and on the right is also Miss An.

The car was driving down Nanjing Road, and their destination was the Chinachem Hotel, which was supposed to be built in 1929.

It was later known as the North Building of the Peace Hotel.

On the way, Wang Quan's eyes suddenly moved, and then he remained silent.

He saw Feng Lang and them.

Without Lethe and the gamblers, there are only four of them left.

Feng Lang was turning his head to say something to the air, and the three of Master, Dog Tu, and Liuying stood behind him, their eyes glazed and they didn't say a word.

Miss An, who was in a red dress, put her chin on Wang Quan's shoulder and blew into his ear, "Mr. Wang, are you going to say hello to your friends?" ”

Wang Quan endured the itching of his ears and decisively refused, "No, I really don't know them well." ”

Haven't even eaten a meal together.

"Is Mr. Wang sure?" Miss An in the black cheongsam folded a fan in her hand to cover her face, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, "If you don't see me this time, you won't have a chance in the future~~"

Wang Quan got off the donkey down the slope, "Then let's see it." ”

What does Miss Ann mean by that?

Is she going to kill herself, or not herself?

Forget it, love what's the matter, he doesn't have much hope anyway.

As for what Miss An said about letting him go back......

As long as the other party agrees that the blind date is over, then the blind date APP should be able to take you back.

The question is, what if people don't agree?

Shaking his head, Wang Quan got out of the car and was about to walk towards Feng Lang and them.

"Mr. Wang."

Wang Quan turned around.

Miss An in the black cheongsam put down the folding fan, her expression was unprecedentedly serious, and this may be the first time she has not shown a smiling expression since facing Wang Quan:

"Mr. Wang, no matter what you think, I still have to tell you...... I will never hurt you. ”

Wang Quan was stunned, nodded subconsciously, and then walked towards Feng Lang and them without looking back.

He's ashamed.

He felt ashamed.

Knowing that he is facing this kind of monster is like an ant meeting a human.

If the other party is just passing by, it may bring disaster to themselves.

She now plays with herself, and it is just like observing the "ants" out of boredom.

When your curiosity wears off, you may not care about yourself.

But I still subconsciously believe in her, why is this?

Because she's good-looking?

This is the reason why Wang Quan feels ashamed.

Sanguan followed his facial features, he really couldn't control it.

The key is that although I feel a little scared, I ...... She really didn't hurt herself.

Mental pollution is a passive skill, and it really can't be prevented.

Tsk, I would have this idea of subconsciously explaining for her, is it also the cause of mental pollution?

Or is he really an honest man?

Wang Quan didn't bother to think about it anymore.

He emptied his brain, walked to Feng Lang's side, and said hello, "Brother Feng, it's like three autumns after a night." ”

Feng Lang glanced at him and frowned, "Who is this native?" Does it have anything to do with the mission of 'Hell'? ”

After speaking, he looked at the air around him and nodded, and then said to Wang Quan: "I'm sorry, you recognized the wrong person." ”

After that, he lowered his voice and said to the air: "Remember, this is the most difficult 'Xudu City' level dungeon, if it's okay, don't intersect with the natives, in case you trigger any branch quest, it's over."

"The most difficult world doesn't necessarily have a difficult main quest, but if you insert a side story, you can't say for sure, and if you don't want to be variable, don't die.

"Let's find Lechuan and Wang Quan first, they may have been captured by gamblers, but they didn't receive a death prompt, Lechuan should not be dead, and the mission has not changed, Wang Quan should also be alive, in short, be careful."

He communicated with the air as he walked on his own.

"Brother Feng?" Wang Quan stepped forward to pull Feng Lang's bare forearm.

After he caught it, he was really stunned.

Why is it so cold? And the muscles are atrophied, the skin is loose, and there is no elasticity at all.

This touches ...... How is it not like a living person?

With his arm thrown away, Feng Lang continued to walk forward while communicating with the air.

The three masters followed him with dull eyes.

Looking at their backs, Wang Quan felt a sense of sadness welling up in his heart.

Is this the result of being in contact with Miss An for a long time?

Will it be like this?

He looked up.

It was obviously only noon, but on Nanjing Road, which was supposed to be very lively, there was no one except for Feng Lang and Wang Quan himself, as well as the Ford car where Miss An was.

The sky was cloudy, and it seemed like it was going to rain for a while.

The road is full of potholes, and the buildings on both sides look very dilapidated under the dark clouds.

They don't look dilapidated, but Wang Quan just feels that they are very dilapidated, even close to the appearance of buildings that are about to be weathered.

It's a strange feeling.

Light a cigarette and smoke it quietly.

The cigarette butt was thrown on the ground and his foot was extinguished, and Wang Quan returned to the car.

Miss An in the black cheongsam smiled and said, "Have you finished saying goodbye to them?" ”

Wang Quan didn't say a word.

Miss An in the red dress comforted him, "It's not your fault, it's better to say that they should have died a long time ago, and it is all up to Mr. Wang to survive today." They wouldn't have waited without you. ”

Wang Quan sighed a little melancholy, "It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable." Although I used each other with them, they defended me when the gamblers clashed with me, and they didn't do anything sorry for me. ”

In fact, it is the sad feeling of the rabbit dying and the fox being sad.

There is also the kind of sympathy that ordinary people have after seeing poor people.

"Let's go eat." Wang Quan smiled, "This demon capital has come here, I have to taste the food here to be worthy of myself." ”

Both Miss An smiled, "I won't let you down~~"

The car and the people went in the opposite direction, and Feng Lang and they gradually drifted apart.

Eventually, Wang Quan withdrew his gaze - their backs were no longer visible from the rear window.

A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Chinachem Hotel.

Zombie-faced Lao Liu opened the cab and walked to the back door, then pulled the car door.

Wang Quan got out of the car, looked back at Nanjing Road, the magic capital that made him feel inexplicably lonely, and then turned around and followed the two Miss An into the hotel.

On the balcony in the Nine Night Hall, Wang Quan leaned on the marble railing, quietly looking at the dilapidated and weathered Bund and the dry Huangpu River.

Wang Quan is in the middle, and he is a woman on the left and right.

"There's no need to get so close." Wang Quan was helpless.

He was going to ask something very seriously.

After all, he was not a threat to Miss An, and he felt that Miss An would answer some of his questions.

I was going to be serious...... But the "big big guys" and "big big guys" on both sides leaned on his arms, making it really hard for him to get serious.

Comparatively speaking, Wang Quan admires Miss An in the cheongsam more (she changed her dress back into a cheongsam).

Nothing else, the main thing is that she shows a lot.

It is said that if there is a ditch, it will be fired, who will be hot if she is not hot?

"It's okay~~" Miss An's black eyes and white and red pupils narrowed slightly, as if she sensed Wang Quan's thoughts, "There's no need to compare the two of us, Mr. Wang~~ Because we are the same person~~"

"Uh-huh~" Miss An's red eyes, white and black pupils in the red and white eyes of the red cheongsam were bent into crescent moons, "And don't forget yo~ You have to make us happy these two days, we will be satisfied when we are happy, and we will let you go when we are satisfied~~"

Wang Quan said helplessly: "I have a few questions I want to ask you, can you answer me." If I can't, forget it, I'd rather die than give in. ”

I'd rather die than give in, and if I don't die, I will give in.

"Yes~~" Miss An in the black cheongsam tilted her head, "But what..... Let's order first~"

"......," Wang Quan grinned, "give me a sturgeon first." ”