The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 336 The Counterattack of the Scholar 38
Miss Feng launched her nirvana: Sprinkling money all over the sky.

Passenger: Defeated.

In just 3 minutes, Feng Wanwan sat in the new seat surrounded by bodyguards as if nothing had happened.

There are empty seats on the left and right.

The few passengers who changed seats with her walked over with their heads down, clutching a handful of fresh big bills in their hands.

At this time, Lan Shuying was standing firmly two steps in front of her right, reading the news with her head down, while Meng Qingguang was standing in an awkward position. He couldn't reach the handrail at that place, but was stuck in the middle by two uncles, with his legs out of reach. easy to move.

Feng Wanwan's heart ached so much that the male god he wanted to hold in his palm was actually being treated like this.

It's a pity that it is still winking at the blind.

Meng Qingguang had a "prejudice" towards her, even if he didn't have this deep dislike, he wouldn't be able to easily accept other people's kindness, and would rather suffer than take this step.

The bus bumped all the way, and Meng Qingguang inevitably collided and rubbed with the two uncles, and the smell of hair oil and sweat rose straight up. Lan Shuying underestimated him.

There were still three stops away from the terminal, and the people on the car finally started to flow down. The two uncles retreated at the same time. Meng Qingguang was caught off guard, and the car suddenly swayed!He let out a low cry and fell over to the seat!

Feng Wanwan was taken aback for a moment, overjoyed in his heart, and immediately leaned over to reach out to catch him.

Three steps away, it's entirely possible for her to do it.

The premise is that this scene should not be seen by Meng Qingguang.

Even when he was seriously out of balance, he even subconsciously stretched out a hand to grab something next to him, but abruptly twisted halfway, staggering with Feng Wanwan's hand!

Dislike, extreme dislike.

Feng Wanwan:? ? ?

Lan Shuying: ...

Of course, she couldn't really let the male lead fall like this.

It wouldn't be bloody in the carriage, but it wouldn't be good if it fell and broke like Feng Wanwan did.

Lan Shuying reached out to fish, her arm precisely passed through Meng Qingguang's schoolbag belt, and directly lifted him back.

The driver discovered this unexpected situation just now, he was relieved, and gave her a thumbs up: "The little girl is quite strong!"

Lan Shuying raised her eyebrows: "Uncle, concentrate on driving."

"Are you okay?" she asked Meng Qingguang.

Meng Qingguang's heart was still beating a little faster, and he was a few steps away from Feng Wanwan. There happened to be a place for him to stand firmly. This time, he tightened the armrest, shook his head, and did not speak.

Feng Wanwan reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth, and tentatively said to Lan Shuying: "Du Xianjun, have you ever studied martial arts? It seems that you didn't exert any effort just now, and your sense of balance is also very good."

"No, it's not uncommon to grind tofu from a young age to have great strength and stand firm."

Feng Wanwan didn't quite believe it, but because of the presence of the male god, she didn't question it directly.

The performance of "Du Xianjun" just now is in her eyes:

The opponent's feet didn't move from the beginning to the end. She was very calm, and her shots were quick and accurate, and her body was still moving in response to the bumps of the car while saving people. Especially, she lifted Meng Qingguang who was so tall with one hand. Going back, it didn't look difficult at all.

Feng Wanwan was sure that none of the bodyguards around his father could do this.

She must have practiced.

This realization made Feng Wanwan even more unhappy, and she felt that she had lost to this girl again.

She has always been delicate and doesn't like to play these things. She almost failed the martial arts class and actual combat training arranged by the Feng family for the younger generation. She had no choice but to go out with a few more bodyguards.

After being robbed last time, her father replaced a batch of bodyguards, which were of much higher quality than before.

Faced with his father's jujube and stick strategy, Feng Wanwan finally let go, and confessed the cause and effect of the matter to his parents.

She accidentally found an old record from the study about "Feng Jiuwang".Only then did she know that the Feng family had produced such a character.

That was the illegitimate son expelled by the Feng family. He escaped the pursuit by chance, and finally used Rong County as his base to become the king and hegemon.If it wasn't for the invasion of foreigners and the encirclement and suppression by the Qing army, which slowed him down, he would definitely fight back to Feng's house.

Of course, that was not the focus of Feng Wanwan's attention.

What caught her attention was that this investigation file said that Feng Jiuwang once got half of the turtle jade, and finally the jade was buried for him.

The divine turtle jade, Feng Wanwan knew, was what Uncle Qi had been looking for for the past two years.

She found the location of the ancient tomb, but the jade was gone. Moreover, she was betrayed by the driver, beaten to the hospital and disfigured. Feng Wanwan couldn't even imagine how she survived these days.

Fortunately, she finally stood up.

Not only did she come back, but she also brought her father's support!This is her last chance for Du Xianjun, if Du Xianjun still refuses to accept her "friendship", then...

Feng Wanwan's eyes flicked over the several black-clothed bodyguards around him. As friendly as he was on the face, he was filled with resentment in his heart.

……

The journey into the mountain was a test for Feng Wanwan, who was weak in physical strength. Panting, she watched the two figures walk away briskly, and finally couldn't help it: "Carry me, hurry up."

A bodyguard crouched obediently.

Meng Qingguang was even more unhappy when she found out that she was following her all the way.

Old man Meng stood at the entrance of the village, rubbing his hands from time to time. When he saw his grandson coming back, he grinned foolishly, jumped up and waved: "Xiaoguang, Xiaoguang! Here!"

Seeing Lan Shuying from a distance, his smile faded a little, and he greeted lukewarmly: "Oh, girl Du, why didn't your mother come back with you?"

Old man Meng was almost robbed of his only grandson by Du's mother in the past. Rao, this farmer has been generous and straightforward all his life, so he can't forgive it.He and Grandma Du have been neighbors for many years, and they have a good relationship, but facing Du Xianjun who has always been cold-faced, he really can't be friendly.

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with her." Lan Shuying said lightly, and went back to Grandma Du's old house.

After a brief cleaning, it was already noon. After Lan Shuying washed her hands, she was about to go to the kitchen to have a look. Meng Qingguang suddenly appeared at the door.

He was carrying a flat bamboo basket, from which came the aroma of food.

Lan Shuying's stomach was growling, and she poked her head to see that there was a small dish of farm fried pork and a plate of golden fried rice with eggs.

"My grandfather asked me to bring you food, but he said that you must not have time to do it." Meng Qingguang was a little embarrassed. The scene where the old and the young met in the morning was not friendly, and he was really afraid that she would not accept it.

Lan Shuying was overjoyed.

This old man also has a knife mouth and a tofu heart.

"Thank you. I once tasted the egg fried rice made by Grandpa Meng. It was very delicious. My grandma also said that it was better than hers."

Meng Qingguang struggled for a while, and felt that she should praise her, and said in a low voice, "Grandma Du's cooking...is also delicious."

"What are your plans in the afternoon, do the questions?" Lan Shuying took the chopsticks and turned back to the table.

"Well... listen to you."

Lan Shuying thought for a while, "Why don't I take you to the tofu shop after dinner?"

"Row."

The conversation between the two at this moment fell into the ears of someone through the bugging device on the windowsill.

(End of this chapter)