God level takeaway system

Wang Mian was a little dumbfounded. It was pitch black on all sides, and there was a sea on the other side of the mountain. It was deserted. Chen Luoying asked him to find a way to go back.

When she was on the mountain just now, she didn't say a word. Wasn't that intentional?
"You girl, did you do it on purpose?" Wang Mian said angrily.

"That's right—" Chen Luoying approached Wang Mian and said, "I did it on purpose, what can you do to me."

A smug look flashed across her face.

"I—" Wang Mian was paused by Chen Luoying's question, "How are you?" Chen Luoying said a few steps closer to Wang Mian.

"Don't you think that the moon is dark and the wind is high here, and there is no one around, so you, a girl, are very dangerous?" Wang Mian said.

"Hehe, you mean, you are a wolf." Chen Luoying said, "My Tai Chi expert, how long are you going to pretend? Did you knock me out last time? Tell me, why did you contact Ning? fragrant."

Wang Mian was startled, but he said, "I don't understand what you're talking about? If you don't send me off, I'll find a way to go back by myself. At worst, let the fat man send me off."

As soon as Wang Mian finished speaking, Chen Luoying attacked, and Wang Mian quickly parried.

Ten minutes later, Wang Mian bound Chen Luoying's hands from behind.

"Let go of me." Chen Luoying said angrily.

"I let you go, do you want you to hit me?" Wang Mian said.

"You're talking about such a beautiful woman, and there's no one around. What a great opportunity." Wang Mian said threateningly.

And Chen Luoying said like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water: "Come on, old lady, I'm afraid of you. It seems that I will suffer."

"You..." Wang Mian's teeth were itchy, how could he meet such a rascal woman.

"Don't let it go, take me home. I still have a mother who is blind and can't see. I'm going back late. She should be worried."

Wang Mian had no choice but to bring out his own mother to speak.

Chen Luoying is so angry, she is from an ancient Tai Chi family, she is the main branch of Chenjiagou, she can't even beat a delivery boy, how can she not be angry, even in their circle, her Tai Chi is a master level.

"Okay, I don't need to pester you, tell me who you learned Tai Chi from." Chen Luoying said.

"I——self-taught." Wang Mian said.

"Xin, you bastard, tell the truth quickly, otherwise I wouldn't be able to send you back today." Chen Luoying said angrily.

"I learned it from an old beggar." Wang Mian made up, but unexpectedly, Chen Luoying became quiet.

"I'll let you go now, don't mess around, you can't beat me." Wang Mian carefully released Chen Luoying.

"What does the old man look like?" She asked after thinking for a while.

"Unkempt, I don't remember the exact appearance." Wang Mian said.

"Then how long have you been studying with him?" Chen Luoying asked unwillingly.

"About three years." Wang Mian said carelessly.

Chen Luoying remained silent. This martial arts world is different from the normal world. There are many senior masters who do not pursue the prosperity of the secular world.

In ancient times or in novels, there were master beggars. I have to believe it, but I can't believe it all.

Otherwise, Wang Mian's body and Tai Chi, which he doesn't know, can't be explained at all.

Seeing the car entering Donglin City, Wang Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

"You stop here, I'll go to my colleague to marry a delivery box." Wang Mian said.

Chen Luoying stopped the car very obediently this time, and Wang Mian breathed a sigh of relief.

Lie on the car window and said, "I said, you just practiced Tai Chi, it's really not that good."

Before Chen Luoying could get angry after speaking, Wang Mian got into the crowd.

"Che - what a bastard who is proud of his talents. I have been learning since I was 5 years old, and I have been studying for 16 years now, and I just got the first glimpse of the way." Chen Luoying said this from the bottom of her heart, and she had to sigh Wang Mian's talent, "This guy, Is it possible to learn like this in three years? Could it be that grandpa said that he is a genius in martial arts."

The appearance of Wang Mian slightly shocked Chen Luoying's arrogance.

In Jiangning Community, Wang Mian went to a barbecued pork restaurant, got a takeaway, and walked in.

Now the night is very deep, it is 1 o'clock in the morning, so late, there are still people ordering supper.

He may be the most diligent of the takeaway brothers, and the super takeaway is also counted in the performance of ordinary takeaway orders.

So there are really not many people who desperately deliver food like Wang Mian.

Don't think about it so much, suddenly felt the phone vibrate, it was a message from Zhao Yuerong, "What are you doing? Are you asleep?"

Wang Mian smiled, and immediately replied, "No, I can't fall asleep thinking about you."

"Slick tongue, you're like this, but it makes me feel unsafe."

Wang Mian replied: "My slick tongue is only aimed at you alone. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will fly away?"

"Humph—I'm ignoring you, I'm asleep." Then Zhao Yuerong sent a cute expression.

Wang Mian's mood improved a lot in an instant. Although it didn't take long to break up with Li Jing, logically speaking, it was impossible for Wang Mian to recover so quickly.

But after the Lianfan incident happened, Wang Mian forcibly erased Li Jing from his heart.

Taking the takeaway to the 22nd floor, he knocked lightly on the door. When Wang Mian was about to knock, the door was suddenly opened, and a icy coldness settled on Wang Mian's forehead, causing Wang Mian's heart to turn cold.

It was a cold muzzle, pressing against Wang Mian's forehead.

"Come in—" This is a Westerner, but he speaks fluent Chinese.

Wang Mian had never encountered such a thing before. At this moment, his whole body was tense and he thought a lot.

"Host, completed the super delivery order, and rewarded the stand-in puppet."

"The stand-in puppet can die once for the host without being noticed by the host... May I ask the host if it is used."

"If I use a stand-in puppet and the other party doesn't kill me, then it counts as my use."

"It doesn't count! Only when the host is really dead and in danger, the substitute puppet will take effect."

Wang Mian breathed a sigh of relief, and followed the Westerner into the room.

This room, where it is a normal room, is a big blank. In the living room of the room, there are a few simple pedals and a TV.

"Your name is Wang Mian?" The Westerner was wearing a clean black suit, which seemed out of place in this room, obviously he had been waiting in the room for a long time.

"You mistaken me, I'm not Wang Mian." Wang Mian said, he consciously took a step towards this man, his heart pounding in his throat.

"Impossible, the information given by my client is not wrong." The Westerner said.

"You pointed a gun at me. It seems that I am going to die. Can you let me know who is going to kill me?" Wang Mian said unwillingly.

"Hehe, it seems that you are indeed Wang Mian, but the killer has a creed—" the Westerner didn't finish his sentence.

Wang Mian's stagnant body suddenly approached the killer like a cheetah.

The killer's eyes widened sharply, "Boom!" The gun fired, only punching a smoking hole in the gray wall behind Wang Mian.

But there was a silencer on the gun. At this critical moment, Wang Mian didn't care to hold back his hand, and punched the Westerner's throat. The killer had obviously been professionally trained, and suddenly he was short, and Wang Mian punched nothing.

But he never expected that there is a heavy hammer in Tai Chi, called the Hanging Hammer, if he missed a single punch, Wang Mian's whole body twisted like a big dragon, concentrating all the strength of his whole body on the fist, It slammed down, "Bang!", and it just hit the side of the Western man's neck.

With just one punch, the white man was instantly knocked out.

Wang Mian gasped violently. At this moment, this punch that gathered all the strength in his body, just one punch, had already exhausted his whole body's strength.

Although this Taiji scripture technique is powerful, it is obvious that Wang Mian's weak body of ordinary people at this time can't perform a few punches at all, and just one punch makes Wang Mian feel weak.

If he wanted to defeat the enemy, he had to do so within three rounds. After three rounds, Wang Mian might not be able to keep up with the physical exertion and would be exhausted by the opponent.

He was covered in cold sweat, sat on the ground, rested for half a minute, and rushed into the bedroom, but it was empty, but the house was not pure rough, and there were curtains, maybe the killer was afraid that people outside would observe the inside of the room. The movement, so specially so.

Wang Mian cut the curtains into cloth strips, and tied the white man tightly.

Then he was worried, and tied dozens more until the white killer was tied like a rice dumpling.

Wang Mian picked up a cigarette on the table, lit it and took a puff, slowly waiting for the white man to wake up.

After half an hour, the white man struggled to wake up.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you, who sent you to kill me." Wang Mian said, his eyes flickered coldly.