The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 915 Secretly Follow
On the pedestrian street, Wang Chen directly threw Chen to Lin Xijian and Rong Xiaoxiang, while he found a place and quietly waited for the funeral painting.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Zan Xunhua walked over proudly with a bag on his shoulders.

Coming to Wang Chen's side, Zan Xunhua looked at Wang Chen with some displeasure and said, "He has no conscience, he didn't say hello to me when he was eating or something."

"Are we familiar?"

Wang Chen chuckled, this woman probably learned a lot from her grandpa and old monster Zhou these days, so she became more and more natural in front of him, and even more arrogant.

Did she really think that she had to give her face because of Old Freak Zhou's face?
Although it is a bit narrow-minded to say that a big man holds grudges.

But I just hold a grudge, who let this woman slash me in a sneaky way.

"Aren't we familiar?"

Zhan Xunhua snorted, raised his feet and walked towards the middle of the pedestrian street.

Looking at Wang Chen who was following him, Zan Xunhua smiled strangely and said to Wang Chen: "You have to please me, otherwise, you almost hacked me to death last time, I will remember you." lifetime."

"Just remember."

Wang Chen took a deep look at the funeral painting, he was not afraid that she would remember those things, but he was afraid that she would not.

As long as she still remembers, then she probably doesn't want to experience that pain again, and will more or less be honest with herself.

The corners of Zang Xunhua's mouth twitched, and finally walked forward with a muffled sound.

There is nothing to talk between Wang Chen and Zan Xunhua.

Seeing that Zan Xunhua didn't speak, Wang Chen was also silent to the end.

After walking for a few minutes, Yan Xunhua came to a place selling snacks, sold some snacks and ate them.

As for Wang Chen, she directly forgot about it.

This guy doesn't like me, so how can I like him?

If he hadn't been caught by Mr. Zhou, he would have given Wang Chen a few knives two days ago.

Now I can leave if I want, anyway, Old Freak Zhou has already left, and this guy Wang Chen doesn't care about him.

But I can't just leave like this, my burial stone is still on Wang Chen's body.

If he just left without getting the burial stone, would it make sense?
Looking at the funeral painting of eating snacks, Wang Chen swallowed softly.

Although I only ate, the snacks in Wenning City are really tempting, and I can say that I have a big appetite now.

But... After touching the money in his pocket, Wang Chen still endured it.

I don't have a lot of money in my pocket, so I can't just eat some snacks, so I don't have any fare to go back.

More than ten minutes later, after eating snacks, Zan Xunhua took out a tissue and wiped the oil stains around his mouth, looked at Wang Chen provocatively and said, "I think we should have a good chat, after all, unmarried men and women treat each other well. After being together for a long time, it is easy for outsiders to misunderstand."

Hearing the provocative sound of the funeral painting, Wang Chen just smiled softly, he took out the funeral stone in his trouser pocket and played with it, and said playfully: "Don't you just want to take this thing back, but do you think I will agree? "

Zan Xunhua's face sank, and he said coldly: "The last time I said I would give it to you, I was just joking. Besides, it is useless for you to hold this thing, and it will cause trouble for yourself instead."

"Fuck."

Wang Chen yelled and cursed in a low voice, what Zan Xunhua said, it can be said that he mentioned his own pain.

How can I not know that this thing will cause trouble in my hands, but what can I do.

First of all, how can I return the things I got so cheaply, because it means that I will lose face soon.

Second, Old Monster Zhou just wanted to let himself keep this burial stone temporarily, and protect the burial painting by the way.

This chick doesn't understand how hard she is! ! !
Zan Xunhua didn't hear Wang Chen's scolding clearly, she raised her eyebrows, and said to Wang Chen very seriously: "The burial stone in my house may only be used as a pendant in your hand, but in your hand In our hands, the meaning is completely different.

Think about it seriously, whether it is for a little bit of cheapness that caused yourself to get into trouble, or to get rid of this trouble early. "

"Okay, okay, stop beeping, it makes me upset."

Wang Chen found that as long as Zan Xunhua said one more word, the damage he suffered in his heart would increase geometrically.

This little girl who doesn't know the inside story, doesn't know her own suffering, every word is a critical blow to herself! ! !
Hearing Wang Chen's vulgar words, Zang Xunhua fell silent.

She glanced around aimlessly, and walked towards a clothing store after a while.

Wang Chen didn't follow in, but squatted outside the clothing store, took out a cigarette and started smoking.

Touching the burial stone in his hand, Wang Chen frowned deeply.

This thing seems to involve some big secret, otherwise, the old man wouldn't be nervous, and Zan Xunhua shouldn't be talking so much nonsense.

Tapping his thighs twice with his fingers, Wang Chen put the burial stone into his pocket, and muttered in a whisper: "Why hasn't that man named Tianmo come here?"

Wang Chen is now like Doudizhu, the waiting flowers are all gone, and he has not seen his opponent play a card.

The one called Heavenly Demon didn't know what he was playing, so he didn't come out to show his face for a long time.

Now that I sincerely hope that that guy will show up, I might be able to throw this burial stone to him smoothly.

In other words, if he was killed earlier, he would be able to part ways with that bitch, Zan Xunhua.

"Come in--"

While Wang Chen was waiting, the funeral painting that walked into the clothing store came out again.

She grabbed Wang Chen's collar and walked into the clothing store.

Wang Chen quickly threw away the cigarette in his hand, patted off the hand of Zang Xunhua, and said with some displeasure: "You want to buy clothes, why do you want me?"

"Humph."

Zan Xunhua snorted coldly, and didn't even bother to answer Wang Chen's words.

I did come to buy clothes, but the most important thing was to buy for Wang Chen.

This guy actually carelessly put his treasure in his trouser pocket, what if he loses it?
So she decided to buy Wang Chen a dress with deep pockets or a pair of trousers with deep pockets, so that she could relax a bit.

Not long after Wang Chen was dragged into the clothing store by Zan Xunhua.

In a shop not far from the clothing store, a seemingly ordinary man frowned slightly, and murmured to himself: "This is a bit difficult, that woman is doing something to him... Good start..."

Muttering, the man took out his cell phone and sent a text message.

It's been more than a day since I came to Wenning City, but I still haven't found a suitable opportunity to make a phone call. If I delay any longer, I guess my boss should be anxious.

(End of this chapter)