Seventy is so sweet, she married the toughest guy and was pampered

Li Meng didn't speak but ate the dumplings with great force.

It seemed as if each dumpling turned into the head of Thirteen Eagles.

At the same time, she angrily swallowed up the fragmentary thoughts in her heart. Seeing Li Meng like this, Ling Shuoye burst out laughing, as if he wasn't too worried about these things.

Everyone had eaten and drank enough. In the brief and half-frozen silence, Ling Shuoye spoke up, "Are you going to continue?"

"Why not?" She shook her head, "We have zero tolerance for his attitude of bullying and dominating the market. If you want me to be accomplices, there is no chance. Anyway, we will fight to the end."

"Okay, count me in."

Seeing Li Meng's stubbornness, Zhou Jingchuan passed his hand over and folded his palm on the back of Li Meng's hand. Then, Xiaoyue quickly pressed his hand on it, "This is too bullying. Count me in."

"I!"

Everyone seemed to be swearing by their actions. In the afternoon, Ling Shuoye had something to do at his unit and went back early. In the afternoon, Li Meng came home and found that the structure of the house had been raised, which made him very happy.

Han Shu called the next day, "Today is the voting meeting. How are your preparations going?"

"Here I am," Li Meng scratched his hair irritably, feeling extremely depressed, "I just do my best to obey fate."

"Resign to fate?"

This was not like Li Meng's style of doing things. She sighed and told all the outrageous things that the Thirteen Eagles had done during the visit. When Han Shu heard this, he was dubious, "What kind of society is this? It’s too exaggerated to be clear about the universe.”

"I'm worried that something could go wrong with your threatening words and deeds."

Some time ago, people from Thirteen Eagles politely contacted Han Shu, insisting on giving him something like a Dahongpao from Wuyishan or some ceramics from Jingdezhen. In fact, anyone with a discerning eye would know that there was a lot to be said for it.

As a leader, he never charges these.

Therefore, young Han Shu is a poor member of the team, but he is happy with his poverty.

"You mean, I have to pay attention to personal safety in the future?"

"What's the future? You have to be careful from now on. He knows that you are on my side and hates you even more. You have to be careful..."

There he nodded solemnly.

After eight o'clock, Han Shu packed up and was about to go out. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a few gangsters not far away. Seeing Han Shu come out, those few people followed behind him secretly.

When he turned around, they pretended to chat. When he left, they followed him in small steps, getting closer and closer to Yola.

Han Shu was a little anxious, worried that today's plan would be ruined. Just when he was impatient, an old and breathless old jeep stopped in front of him, and the window of the cab slid down. "Get in the car."

Han Shu took a closer look and realized it was Ling Shuoye.

He smiled, calmly opened the car door and sat in the back.

Ling Shuoye was very fast and left the minions behind. "You have to pay attention to safety recently. If you can't, I will arrange for you to live with us?" There is a dormitory for singles in the compound, and it is absolutely safe there. safe.

But Han Shu shook his head, "I don't believe they will kill me."

"But..." Ling Shuoye looked back at Han Shu and found that he was upright and awe-inspiring. His young face was full of fighting spirit and his eyebrows were raised vigorously. It looked like two knives, but it could also be seen from his face. A certain hint of recklessness, and... an expression similar to a look at death.

Ling Shuoye withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance.

"She saved you before, and now you turn around to help us. It's like a south wind is blowing a north wind, so I will protect you as much as possible, but..."

Ling Shuoye wanted to say something else, but an old man with a sheep appeared on the opposite road.

The old man was holding an old white goat.

The old man just stood on the road, followed by a large group of snowball-like sheep that surrounded the road. Ling Shuoye whistled when he saw this.

He looked so careless at this moment.

"Just wait, don't act rashly, I'll think of a way."

Ling Shuoye turned off the engine and got out of the car. Han Shu saw him taking out a cigarette and giving it to the old man, "Old man, where are the animals? You're blocking the road and you're tired. Please move."

"Hey," the old man rolled his eyes, "There is green grass everywhere here. The sheep like to eat it. What can I do?"

As he spoke, he gently stroked the old goat.

Ling Shuoye had talked with fellow villagers back then and knew that there were leaders among the sheep. This was like some gorals knowing that they would die if they jumped off a cliff, but they still jumped in groups without hesitation. The meaning was exactly the same.

The one in the lead made a mistake.

"What are you doing?" Ling Shuoye didn't talk nonsense. He stepped forward and grabbed the old goat's collar. He was so strong and bumped the old man with his body.

The old man started jabbering, grabbed Ling Shuoye's clothes and shouted, "Oh my god, Captain Ling bullied me, a lonely man. Who did I mess with? Oh my god, I have high blood pressure, and I also have diabetes. I want you to walk around without eating."

"Oh my god...oh my god."

When he finally said "Oh God", Ling Shuoye grabbed the old man's back, pulled him and threw him into the grass not far away, which was considered a soft landing.

The old goat was led to the other side of the hill by Ling Shuoye in one breath. In this way, the rest of the sheep followed behind and left the road one after another.

The old man tremblingly emerged from the wormwood, sighing "God" one after another.

Ling Shuoye smiled evilly and drove away. Han Shu had already seen the clues, "This is arranged by Thirteen Eagles. They will report you to the work unit."

"He has a guilty conscience," Ling Shuoye said confidently, "I didn't use my fists, so he just reported it."

Seeing Ling Shuoye like this, Han Shu was speechless.

"Today," Ling Shuoye slammed the steering wheel, which frightened Han Shu, "even if the sky falls, I will go to the venue."

On the other side of the venue, Li Meng arrived, Thirteen Eagles and a group of other small bosses arrived.

Everyone saw Thirteen Eagles sitting opposite Li Meng. From the tense situation between the two, they could feel that the atmosphere was different. Those who supported Thirteen Eagles were all sitting next to him.

The man with a bun face smiled and took out a cigar to Thirteen Eagles, "Brother Thirteen, these are cigars from Paris, France. You have a try. I'm thinking of giving you some. I don't know if you like it or not." "

Thirteen Eagles spread out his arms, occupying three positions each. His left and right arms just slumped on the chair, crossed his legs, and stared at Li Meng with his dangerous eyes.

Xiaoyue couldn't resist this look, and Xia Ran was also frightened.