The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Looking at the money in his hand, Xia Meng got off at the next stop as expected, then bought a ticket and immediately returned to City J.

Because Gu Ye's job is dangerous, his information is kept confidential.

Originally, Xia Meng was Gu Ye's wife, so her information should be kept confidential, but Xia Meng was an actress, so many people knew her.

It is impossible for Yan Dao and the people behind him not to investigate Xia Meng.

But the information they could investigate was extremely limited, and it was impossible to find out that Xia Meng had now opened his own factory.

Can you open a factory without money?

Let them know that Xia Meng is rich, then Xia Meng's previous efforts will be in vain, and they will definitely doubt Xia Meng.

Before they arrived in the capital, they contacted me and got the batch of goods. I guess I must have passed the test.

As for the bag of drugs, Xia Meng believed Gu Ye could handle it.

Ever since Xia Meng left the villa, Gu Ye's people have been secretly following Xia Meng, partly to protect Xia Meng and partly to track down drug dealers.

The next night, Xia Meng returned to J City. Instead of meeting Gu Ye, he went directly to Yan Dao.

Looking at Xia Meng standing in front of him again, Yan Dao didn't show any surprise.

Xia Meng's every move was under their surveillance. The information that Xia Meng bought a return ticket was immediately called by their people to tell Yan Dao.

Xia Meng's face was full of exhaustion, and her eyes were as dark as if they were covered by fog, without any luster, like a pool of stagnant water.

"Give you the money and give me the stuff!"

Xia Meng threw the thousand yuan on Yan Dao's table and stretched out his hand towards Yan Dao.

Iwadao raised his eyebrows, "Didn't I give you a lot when you left?"

Xia Meng twitched the corners of her mouth, and her tone was filled with disdain, "How long can I smoke that thing?"

Yan Dao good-naturedly took out a bag from the drawer and threw it to Xia Meng, "Suck slowly, suck so much, be careful to suck yourself to death!"

Xia Meng sneered, "Now I'm being hypocritical. Isn't this all thanks to you?"

"You don't have much money now, do you?" Yandao looked Xia Meng up and down, "Why, are you going back to find your husband?"

"No," Xia Meng looked gloomy and spoke in a low voice, "Now...how can I have the nerve to go back and see him?"

"Then where are you going?" Yandao stood up.

Xia Meng pursed her lips and said nothing.

Yan Dao approached Xia Meng. Xia Meng took two cautious steps back and stared at Yan Dao defensively.

Yandao frowned, a little displeased, "Okay, let's go, I'll find you a place to live."

Xia Meng hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Yan Dao with a look of reluctance.

Yan Dao took Xia Meng out of the guest house, walked two streets, and stopped in front of a house.

Iwadao knocked on the door very carefully. He knocked once, then three times, and finally twice.

After knocking, the door opened quickly. A young man opened the door a crack and poked his head out to see Iwadao. The defensiveness on his face immediately turned into flattery.

"Brother Dao!"

The young man immediately opened the door and respectfully invited Yan Dao in. Xia Meng followed Yan Dao and walked in. The young man only glanced at Xia Meng, then looked away, and then closed the door again.

Walking in, Xia Meng discovered that this was a large house with two front and back yards, and a lotus pond in the yard.

Yan Dao led Xia Meng into the backyard.

The backyard was a bit far from the front yard. Before Xia Meng could get closer, she heard a girl's voice.

However, as they approached, the girl's voice suddenly stopped.

There is a very elegant two-story building in the backyard. In front of the building stands a person familiar to Xia Meng, Yandao's uncle, Yansong!

When Yansong saw Xia Meng, a rare smile appeared on his mysterious face, and he nodded to Xia Meng in a kind manner.

"Hello, Comrade Xia!"

Yansong stretched out his hand to shake hands with Xia Meng, but Xia Meng looked at Yansong with a cold face and had no intention of reaching out to shake hands with Yansong.

Yansong waited for a moment and saw that Xia Meng made no move, and there was no expression of disappointment or anger on his face. He just retracted his hand very calmly.

"If Miss Xia has no place to live, you can stay with me for as long as you want," Yansong said very nicely, and his tone was full of sincerity.

Xia Meng, however, just pursed her lips and looked at him without saying a word, like a little animal that was unwilling to be controlled but could not escape, and was at the mercy of others.

Yandao arranged Xia Meng in the innermost room on the second floor. When walking through the corridor, Xia Meng could vaguely hear the whispers of girls talking in low voices from other rooms.

Pushing open the door, the room is quite large, with two rooms inside and outside. Inside is a large bed. In addition to tables and chairs, the outside room also has a beautiful Eight Immortals table and a large wardrobe.

In addition, there is a separate bathroom in the house, which is really rare.

Xia Meng glanced at the room calmly, and then said to Yandao,

"I'm going to rest, get out!"

Xia Meng's tone was rude. Yan Dao's eyes turned cold and he stared at Xia Meng. Suddenly, a bad expression flashed in his eyes, as if he was waiting for a good show. Then he turned and left without saying a word.

After Yan Dao left, Xia Meng immediately closed the door and walked into the bedroom carrying her bag. Xia Meng suddenly stopped and then walked into the bedroom as if nothing had happened.

Xia Meng put her bag on the bed, opened it, took out her pajamas and walked to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, the feeling of being watched still did not disappear. So, there was also a listening device in the bathroom.

Xia Meng was glad that there were no pinhole cameras in this era. Otherwise, she would not have been able to pretend, so she would have directly chosen to go ahead and arrest all these people. However, in this way, the snakes would be alerted, and the people behind the scenes would not be caught. arrive.

The feeling of being watched should be a kind of listening device. In this case, Xia Meng has nothing to be afraid of.

There are so many rooms in this building. I wonder if there are monitoring devices in other rooms?

Xia Meng finished taking a shower, opened the door in her pajamas, and then knocked on the door next door.

Soon, the door to the next room opened, and a pretty girl stood at the door, looking at Xia Meng in surprise.

"Are you alright?"

Xia Meng smiled at the girl, "I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Ah?" The girl was surprised at first, and then opened the door in a friendly manner, "Then come in, and I will get you some snacks."

Xia Meng said in a grateful tone, "Thank you!"

After entering the door, the girl did not choose to close the door. She asked Xia Meng to wait while she opened the cabinet and took out some snacks.

Standing in the room, Xia Meng could clearly feel that the feeling of being watched was still there. It seemed that there was also a monitoring device in this room.

Wei Lan handed the snack to Xia Meng, "Here you go, take it and eat it."

Xia Meng took it, thanked him again, and then asked curiously, "Are you a staff member here?"