The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 441 Poison and crime [18]

The timing of the two events collided so subtly that it couldn't have been just a coincidence.

…really.

She looked at the things exposed in the box, her eyes were slightly deep.

The famous "tonic" in this area.

There was a rattling sound from the wooden door, as if the steaming meat in the bowl could speak, making the whole space eerie.

"Bam—!!"

With a sound, the door opened.

Someone broke in.

"lay down!"

Shen Lang turned around slowly, holding the soup cup with one hand, and said with a smile: "Ah, I accidentally saw it. ——I'm really sorry."

The person who came was wearing the custom-made clothes of Changmeikan, and his face was covered with clouds, as if the lamp oil was spilled and lit by a candle, and the anger spread little by little.

Shen Lang slowly put the lid on the soup cup, and then approached the visitor generously with the soup cup, "Since we've caught up,...do you want some?"

The man smiled and said: "You are not afraid of death."

Shen Lang glanced outside, and sure enough, he saw many men in black blocking the door, making it impossible to get through.

She shook her head and smiled gracefully, "What a big battle." Then, she took a step back, put the soup cup on the table, sat down calmly, raised her eyebrows and said, "This is how your restaurant treats guests. road?"

She knew that they didn't dare to act rashly. After all, her background was unknown. If she provoked any forces, she would end up causing trouble for themselves.In this line of work, the most taboo thing is to make enemies.

Shen Lang pinpointed the fear in their hearts.

Perhaps her unhurried appearance was too suspicious, and the other party couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Are you here for soup?"

Shen Lang lowered his eyes and smiled, stretched out his fingertips and flicked the warm edge of the pot, seemingly amused, and said, "Otherwise, are you here to make trouble?" He complained half-truthfully, "You guys This soup is really crazy, it's hard for my family to keep thinking about it, and let me bring it back when I'm sick."

She was lonely and courageous, and she didn't call anyone from the anti-drug brigade to ambush her, and what she said now showed no flaws under her dignified and elegant temperament.The person on the other side was still full of doubts, but a gentle smile slowly appeared on his face, and he asked, "I don't know which distinguished guest your husband is, so we can keep a record."

The words are full of temptations.

Shen Lang smiled calmly: "My husband? He is very mediocre, not a distinguished guest. But you should be familiar with his brother, Mr. Fu Cheng, you know? He often visits here."

The other party narrowed his eyes, looked at her carefully, and suddenly said: "I've never heard that Mr. Fu Cheng has a younger brother."

"Then have you heard of Mr. Fucheng's wife?"

"heard about it."

"Unfortunately, I am Mr. Fu Cheng's ex-wife. Unfortunately, he is dead now-I have to remarry and marry his younger brother."

The other side looked shocked: "You...you really..."

Subconsciously, he didn't want to believe it, but thinking of the rumors about Mrs. Fucheng, even if he didn't believe it, he still believed it.

Mrs. Fucheng is a very beautiful and coquettish Chinese woman.

The woman in front of me seemed to be more serious than the rumors.

He swallowed, stared at Shen Lang with deep eyes and said: "I heard that Mrs. Fu Cheng went to..."

"Kanchana." Shen Lang interrupted him, showing a coquettish and sweet smile at him, "You want to say, I went to Kanchana a few days ago, right?"

The man froze.

"It's the false news that Fucheng released on his own initiative." She lowered her eyes, her voice was faintly visible, as if covered in a layer of smoke, so light that it made people's heart tense, "He seems to have expected that day a long time ago."

After Fucheng's death, no one paid any attention to his wife's whereabouts.It is one thing to not find it, and another is not necessary to find it.

The other party was silent for a moment, not knowing whether to believe it or not, staring at her and said: "You drink this soup while it is hot, the effect of the medicine will fade when it cools."

Shen Lang raised a weird smile, he glanced at it, his heart was more settled, and he left.

The door was closed tightly, and Shen Lang heard Xixi's footsteps going away.

She rubbed her numb wrist, which had been tense just now, almost cramp.

She glanced at her wristwatch and said to the system, "Scan it to see if there is anything in this soup."

The system said: [After testing, there are 30% addictive|sexual substances in the soup, which should be the drugs mentioned by the host. 】

Shen Lang nodded: "Save some samples and bring them back."

The system said coldly: [The system is only an auxiliary function, and does not provide the host with any real pleasure other than sex||love. 】

"Are you sick from riding a horse?" Shen Lang was taken aback, and couldn't help but swear.

However, the system seemed to be dead, and he didn't say a word.

Shen Lang was so angry that his chest heaved|heaved, so he had no choice but to take out the soup cup by himself, and asked the front desk to pack it for her with an ugly face. ——This stinks the face of the girl at the front desk, worse than the stones in the latrine.

This soup has a strong taste and a lot of oil. The hot steam on the face is more abrasive than the scorching sun, and the oil will flow all over the face in an instant.And the job of packing, I have never seen it done by the front desk!

In the eyes of the girl at the front desk, this overly beautiful woman in front of her is an act of capriciousness, a model of big breasts and no brains.

Shen Lang left with the packed "Bu Tang".After driving for a while, she realized that there were more than one tail following her, and she couldn't help but sneered.

What naive kids.

She sighed regretfully in her heart, and suddenly turned the steering wheel——turned at the intersection.

The intersection leads to the anti-drug brigade on one side and to the border crossing on the other.

She changed direction, intending to head for the border crossing.

Mr. Fucheng's non-existent "brother", Shen Lang pondered for a moment, and called the commander.

"Fang Qing, right? Do you want to use him?" On the phone, the commander reacted for a long time before slowly saying, "...I'm afraid it won't work. His training for the next few days will be very intensive, and his tasks are harder than others. Heavy."

"He looks solid."

"I'll send another person to see if it's okay?"

Shen Lang said nonchalantly: "It's better to be him. Of course, others are also fine."

The commander didn't know what to think of, and sighed: "You young people... Tsk, okay, I will send him there in a while. Send me the specific location. Do you still need our manpower to support?"

Shen Lang briefly explained a few words, then hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel neatly, and dealt with the tail behind him.

There are many, menacing.

If she hadn't realized her lie, she would have ended badly.

She calmly sent an address back.

...

"Is this woman telling lies? She doesn't have the temperament of Country W."

"She is from China."

"Shut up!" the head of Changmingguan gritted his teeth and roared, dizzy from the noise, "Isn't it, you will know later? Why are you beeping?"

(End of this chapter)