Super Bad Luck System

Chapter 480 An awkward meeting

"How did you get in here?" Zhang Yang looked around, it was already midnight, and he had slept under a gazebo for three hours?
So did Li Mingliang never find him when he was looking for him just now?
"That's how I came in." Zhang Yang told the truth that he was brought in by someone.

"I'm asking how you got in here!" The other party was also anxious, wishing to step forward and arrest Zhang Yang directly.

Zhang Yang also saw that this man had no malicious intentions, otherwise he would have made a move in advance by now.

"I was brought here." Zhang Yang didn't know how to describe it, "How about this, why don't you take me to Mr. Wang's place?"

Hearing this, the other party frowned.

The person in front of him obviously didn't have any malicious intentions. He could have no malicious intentions if he could fall asleep in a gazebo.

But it's still a little inappropriate to take him to see Mr. Wang.

"Well, you can tie me up." Zhang Yang stretched out his hands and said.

Besides, it's already night now, and I can't live in this place anymore.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Yang was tied into a rice dumpling.

"Brother, are you tied too tightly?" Zhang Yang moved his mouth and said.

This is if the other party knows that the most lethal part of him is in his mouth, or even in his heart.

Maybe this guy will sew his mouth shut and stab himself in the heart.

"Stop talking, or I'll glue your mouth shut." The man said unceremoniously, and led Zhang Yang into a house.

But at this time, the person who was supposed to be sleeping had a light on in the room.

……

in the hall.

Brother Li stood opposite Wang Xiaomin, while Mr. Wang was sitting on a chair, looking at the two with sleepy eyes.

"Have you not found it yet?" Wang Xiaomin asked Li Ge anxiously.

Brother Li shook his head and said: "Obviously they came together, I went back and took something and it disappeared."

"Obviously they're here, why are they still gone?" Wang Xiaomin stomped her feet impatiently, this is great, the person has been invited, and the person disappeared before he had done his best to entertain the guests?

If this kind of thing gets out, wouldn't it make people laugh to death.

While the two were discussing excitedly, a figure appeared not far from the door.

"Miss Wang, Brother Li, there is a man named Zhang Yang who wants to see Mr. Wang." The man shouted into the room at the top of his voice.

"Zhang Yang?" Hearing the name, Brother Li hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and come in."

The man took Zhang Yang's arm, and brought Zhang Yang, who was about to be tied into a rice dumpling, into the house.

"It's strange, why brother Zhang walks so slowly." Li Mingliang looked at the slow Zhang Yang at the door, with doubts in his heart.

When Zhang Yang appeared in front of him, even Mr. Wang's mouth grew wide.

A person tied like a rice dumpling was brought into the house.

Seeing the three of them, Zhang Yang smiled slightly, opened his mouth to say hello, and said, "Mr. Wang, your bodyguard doesn't believe that I'm your guest, so..."

He paused at this point, and the corners of his slightly pursed lips drew a graceful arc: "So, this is how I came to see Mr. Wang."

The three of them were both surprised and happy when they heard this, and they didn't know how to describe their current mood.

They were in a hurry to find Zhang Yang just now, but Zhang Yang actually appeared in front of them in this image, no one would have thought that this would be the case.

But hearing the half-joking tone of the other party, Wang Xiaomin also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the other party was not angry.

She quickly smiled and said, "Brother Li, quickly untie him."

Seeing that the other party was so excited, the man knew that he had really done something wrong, so he hurriedly untied Zhang Yang, but Zhang Yang felt that it was quite interesting, and did not make things difficult for the other party.

After all, this person was also thinking about Mr. Wang's safety, and there was nothing wrong with what he did.

Having such a bodyguard is definitely beneficial to Mr. Wang's safety.

After untying, Zhang Yang moved his wrist, looked at the person who tied him up, and stood in front of him.

"What are you still doing here?" Mr. Wang also saw that Zhang Yang didn't want to trouble his bodyguards, so he urged him.

The bodyguard who sent him said yes, and hurriedly withdrew.

"Xiao Zhang, it's getting late now, why don't you rest for the night first." Mr. Wang looked at the time and said.

Zhang Yang nodded, and didn't ask Mr. Wang what he asked him to do, anyway, he would know tomorrow morning.

Zhang Yang followed Brother Li to a spare room. According to Mr. Wang, although the room was always empty, the moment the door was opened, it could be seen that the house should be cleaned every day.

The whole room is very brief, with a large double bed, a large wooden wardrobe, a bedside table by the bed, and a teacup on the cabinet.

On the whole, it is simple and practical.

"Brother Zhang, have a good night's rest." Li Mingliang patted Zhang Yang on the shoulder, and then walked out.

Zhang Yang nodded and lay down on the bed, but he felt better sleeping comfortably in the pavilion.

The next morning.

The morning light shines through the dawn sky, waking up the entire courtyard-like villa in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zhang Yang got up early and wandered around in the yard. Walking around in this yard, Zhang Yang felt that his whole body and mind were relaxed, even extremely relieved.

After walking not far, he saw Mr. Wang doing aerobics in a free place. Zhang Yang took a look and knew that the opponent was playing Wing Chun.

It's just that there is still some gap between the Wing Chun that Mr. Wang practiced and his own Wing Chun. The opponent's Wing Chun is obviously not the complete version.

Seeing this, Zhang Yang knew what Mr. Wang meant.

He went out and greeted Mr. Wang respectfully.

Seeing that it was Zhang Yang, Mr. Wang stopped what he was doing, walked up to Zhang Yang and said, "Xiao Zhang, you don't have to be so respectful when you meet alone."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang curled his lips, he said it so nicely, if he really didn't bark, you might not say anything, who knows if your bodyguards will tie me up again.

"Xiao Zhang, I saw that you were fighting Wing Chun the other day?" Mr. Wang also directly asked the question he wanted.

Zhang Yang said nonsense: "In the past, I learned a little from a quack master."

Mr. Wang nodded. When he saw Zhang Yang playing Wing Chun that day, he was very good at the angle and strength of his punches.

Zhang Yang's answer like this also dispelled his suspicion.

"Little Zhang, can you do a set of Wing Chun? Let me have a look." The usually serious Mr. Wang looked at Zhang Yang like a naughty boy.

(End of this chapter)