Chapter Seventy-Seven: Mei Ziming (I)
Worry-free was shocked by the content of the man's words, and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a young man with a clear face and a moon-white shirt appear at the door of the courtyard, leaning on the wheelchair leisurely, seeing Carefree looking at him, the young man raised his eyes and smiled back slightly, faintly shallow, but let Carefree suddenly feel a moon-white breeze in this bloody and ruthless last days. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The man's face in front of him was a little too pale, even if he stood more than ten meters away, he could feel that the young man's breath was unstable, and his weak body could sleep in the world at any time.
Worry-free to see, if the most profound image of Major General Muxian before this has a kind of indifferent temperament, then the man in front of him is the kind of indifference condensed to the bones, no matter how the world changes, this man just sits there, watching the clouds rise and fall, the heroes compete for hegemony, at the end, a slight smile and sleep with the night, sassy and the world.
"Helper, it's not early, it's easy to catch a cold. Wei Lin looked at the young man and said worriedly.
When Wu Wu heard Wei Lin's title, he was surprised in his heart, this weak sick man in front of him turned out to be the leader of the Youzai Gang?!
A gang that can gather forty or fifty gangsters who are obviously official members so quickly after the outbreak of the end times, and their gang leader is actually the sick gang leader in front of him who is no more than twenty years old?
The leader of the Youzi Gang, who was lying leisurely in a wheelchair, smiled and said, "Brother Wei, is there any accident in taking the medicine?"
Wei Lin arched his hand and said: "Tell the helper, I didn't expect to have a conflict with the Nangong family this time." β
"Oh, what did you do?"
"According to the rules set by the gang leader, there is no cooperation with the Nangong family, but thanks to this worry-free little brother by my side, the brothers have not been harmed, otherwise the consequences are unpredictable. β
The leader of the Youzai Gang looked at Wuwu and said with a smile: "Thank you Brother Wuwu, the weather is cool and the breeze is rising, come in and talk." The weather has changed a little abnormally in the past few days, and you will arrange someone to see what the situation is later. β
Hearing this, Wei Lin gave up his hand, and with a worry-free greeting, he stepped forward and pushed the leader of the Youzai Gang into the other courtyard, obviously, for this sick and weak gang leader, Wei Lin did not want him to stay outside for a long time, especially when the weather was bad.
After worry-free followed the two into the courtyard, they found that although this courtyard looked small from the outside, it was unique after entering.
There are pavilions, rockeries, flowing water, and fruit trees, but compared to the heavily guarded courtyard, there is not a single gang member in the courtyard.
Wei Lin pushed the man all the way down the path to a room that was extremely elegantly decorated, and then retreated to carry out the man's previous order.
The man looked at the decorations in the room and smiled: "Brother Wuwu, the age difference between you and me is only five or six years old, so I will call you by your name, don't you mind?"
"I don't mind, what do you call you?" asked Carefree.
"My name is Mei Ziming, and I don't know the specific age, but I must be older than you, younger than Brother Wei. Mei Ziming pressed the smart wheelchair he was sitting in, skillfully walked to a small table and took out a small bag of tea, and returned to the coffee table where he was sitting worry-free.
Worry-free watched Mei Ziming brewing tea very seriously, so he didn't bother, put his sorrow on the coffee table, licked his somewhat dry lips, and waited for Mei Ziming to make tea.
After a few minutes, Mei Ziming made the tea, poured a cup and put it in front of Wu Wu, and said with a smile: "I am the leader of the Youzai Gang, this time Uncle Wei and they can all return safely, and I want to thank you, in this last day of human degradation, there are not many people like you." β
Worry-free picked up the teacup and drank the tea, even with Worry-free, a layman, was a little amazed by the clarity of the tea.
Hearing Mei Ziming praise himself, he smiled worry-free: "It's not what you said, I just happened to have some contradictions with the Nangong Zhan who just confronted you, and I solved it easily, besidesγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» your other ginseng fruit was eaten by me, so it's not helpful." β
Mei Ziming smiled and poured the tea again for worry-free and said, "The reason and process are not important, the result is in my favor." β
Worry-free looked at Mei Ziming, who was always smiling in front of him, and sighed that people should not be good-looking, Mei Ziming's dusty temperament in his heart should be the kind of person who is virtuous, at least the kind of lofty image that understands the true meaning of life, and he would actually say such a tasty thing at this moment.
Drinking the tea in the teacup again, Wu Wu continued the topic outside the door and asked: "What is this afterlife meeting, they are so rampant, don't the Federation care?"
After Mei Ziming poured the tea again for worry-free, he leaned on the wheelchair leisurely, staring at the chandelier with both eyes, as if he was lost in the light.
After a long time, he slowly spoke: "The Afterlife, a gangster bigger than our friends." β
Worry-free didn't expect Mei Ziming to describe this evil organization like this, and he was stunned for a while.
"The predecessor of the Afterlife Society is a collection of some anti-human organizations in the world, after the dark energy of the earth changed, it began to collect all the awakened people in the world, and wanted to overthrow human society through the powerful strength of the awakened people, it was as simple as that. β
Seeing that Wu Wu didn't drink all the tea in the teacup again, Mei Ziming smiled and asked, "What's the matter?"
Hearing this, he thought that the other party was saying that he didn't know how to taste tea, so he drank the tea directly, and said with some embarrassment: "I'm not thirsty, I haven't tasted tea before, so I'm bored, and I'm a little bad at this good tea." β
Mei Ziming smiled: "Tea is indeed good tea, these tea leaves are natural treasures under the influence of dark energy, there are not many in the world, when I participated in the auction to buy these tea leaves a few months ago, it cost a full 500 million." β
After hearing 500 million, he was completely stunned by this number, and did not doubt that Mei Ziming would tell lies to a little person like himself, no matter how shocked he was, he would obviously not have any sense of accomplishment for a person like Mei Ziming.
Thinking of the small bag of tea that Mei Ziming just took out, and then thinking about the amount of tea leaves he just put in the teapot, Wuwu roughly estimated that the tea he just drank could be regarded as having one or two million, and the feeling of 10 million in a sip γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ» tsk was really cool!
Wu Wu thought that Mei Ziming would then persuade himself to savor the shocking price of tea, but he didn't expect Mei Ziming to smile lightly after saying the price: "If I can, I am willing to drink this tea worth 500 million in one sip, life in the world, if the tea posture has come, although the fun can be extended, but how can there be a comfortable and comfortable feeling after a mouthful?"