Game World: Am I a toy of the system?

Tianjie, still the same hotpot restaurant as last time, and still a seat by the window on the second floor.

Looking at the red hot pot, Bai Meng frowned.

This shouldn’t be the case. Can’t Meng and Yingyu eat spicy food?

Ying Yu’s answer is acceptable, but Meng can drink so much, so is that not okay?

Across from him, Liu Yunmeng put a slightly curled piece of beef into Bai Meng's bowl and said with a mischievous smile, "Whoever cries because of the spiciness is a puppy."

Bai Meng's face turned red as she looked at the beef slices in the bowl and suddenly became worried.

It’s not that he can’t eat. With Ying Yu’s perseverance, he can hold on.

But it was so spicy that I couldn't taste any other flavors.

But as a man, once you say something, it’s like spilled water on the ground.

Bai Meng immediately sat up straight and turned his head to look forward and backward.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to this side, he cleared his throat, and barked softly with a red face.

Liu Yunmeng smiled instantly, stretched out his hand to ruffle Bai Meng's hair, and said with a smile: "Are you giving up already?"

"I'm just not in the right state today. Next time, I will make you cry because of the spicy food!" Bai Meng said stubbornly.

"Haha, then sister will be waiting!" Liu Yunmeng said, squinting her eyes happily.

Since he had admitted defeat, Bai Meng no longer hid anything and immediately called the waiter and asked for a bowl of water.

For this hotpot meal, most of the ingredients were eaten by Liu Yunmeng, while Bai Meng only ate until he was three-quarters full and couldn't stand it anymore.

After coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Bai Meng was still driving, and Liu Yunmeng lay on the zero-gravity chair to rest.

She closed her eyes slightly, touched her bloated stomach, exhaled slowly, and said, "I haven't eaten so well in a long time."

"When will we come again?"

"Wait until I'm ready!" Bai Meng looked serious.

"Ha ha!"

Now that there was no one around, Liu Yunmeng laughed happily, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes, and said, "Okay, I'll wait until you're ready."

"Did you visit Shiyu's house yesterday?"

"Yes, Li Muyu took us there. We bought three bottles of wine and spent more than 3 yuan." Bai Meng nodded.

Liu Yunmeng closed his eyes and said nonchalantly: "Spend what you need to spend, and tell me if it's not enough."

"How have you been getting along with Li Muyu these days?"

Bai Meng was a little panicked, but still told the truth, only hiding part of it.

Liu Yunmeng listened quietly, with no intention of interrupting.

In fact, someone has been reporting to her every day these days. Except for the part that Bai Meng concealed, she knows everything.

There are even some places that Bai Meng may not even know about.

For example, when Li Muyu went to buy clothes for him, she went to many places.

That dedicated look instantly made Liu Yunmeng alert.

After talking about her trip in Guangcheng, Bai Meng stopped the car on the side of the road and said, "Sister Meng, I'm going to buy some things and will be back soon."

"Well, hurry up."

After Bai Meng got off the car, Liu Yunmeng opened his eyes, sat up straight and looked out of the car.

On the quiet and deserted street, orange street lights were shining on the road, and in front of the car was a small stall selling fried rice noodles.

Bai Meng stood in front of the window: "Grandpa, two servings of fried rice noodles, please."

The old man narrowed his eyes and glanced at Bai Meng, then glanced at the car behind him and said with a smile: "Young man, we meet again."

"You still remember me. You have a good memory." Bai Meng said with a smile.

The old man was busy with his hands and said with a smile: "I don't have any other skills, but my memory is pretty good."

"There are three left. Take them all."

"It also allows my old man to close his stall and go home early."

"Okay, three servings." Bai Meng took out his mobile phone and scanned the code to pay.

While frying rice noodles, the old man asked, "Where is the girl who came with you last time?"

"Resting in the car, your skill in frying rice noodles is really good." Bai Meng smiled with bright eyes.

"Haha, it's just that I'm skilled at it. It's not worth mentioning." The old man said with a smile.

The two chatted casually, and soon the fried rice noodles were ready.

The old man packed the rice noodles and put them at the window.

Then he picked up the towel on his shoulder, wiped his wrinkled face, and said with a smile: "Well, it's time for the old man to pack up and go back."

"Thank you."

Bai Meng picked up the rice noodles, turned around and took two steps back, then suddenly turned back to look at the old man and asked, "Old man, do you think Ying Yu is powerful?"

"The heroic and holy king?" the old man asked doubtfully.

Bai Meng nodded: "Yes, it is the heroic general who has gained a lot of strength."

"Haha, he is a ruthless man who can fight against thousands of troops alone. He is the best in ancient and modern times. Naturally, he is powerful." The old man laughed.

Bai Meng nodded in satisfaction, and then asked, "Grandpa, if it were you, how many of his moves could you take?"

The old man smiled naively and said, "If the Saint King were still alive, I would only dare to watch from afar and would not dare to take his moves."

"That's right. You are old after all."

Bai Meng didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked back. When passing by a street lamp, he casually shook hands on the lamppost.

The old man put the towel back on his shoulders and squinted his eyes at Bai Meng's back.

Not until the car drove away did he straighten his back and walk to the street light in two steps.

There were five distinct knuckle marks left on the lamp pole!

The old man frowned immediately: "What hard fingers, what great power!"

He turned and walked back, not even noticing the four black cars passing by him.

The scene of Bai Meng's gentle grip kept replaying in my mind.

He murmured, "How can a boy from the countryside of Xuancheng have such skills?"

"I've never heard of anyone with the last name Bai on the street."

The old man thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out where Bai Meng's master came from.

Finally, he just smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, the old man has retired a long time ago, so I'd better just sell my fried rice noodles honestly."

"No matter how strong your kung fu is, the world is dominated by hot weapons nowadays."

Then the old man hummed a country tune and began to pack up his stall.

Bai Meng drove home as if nothing had happened, chatting and laughing with Liu Yunmeng.

After obtaining Yu Ze from Ying Yu, Bai Meng suddenly discovered that the world was not as simple as he thought.

Not only Xiaowu and the security guard, many people around Liu Yunmeng have undergone rigorous training.

Even Liu Yunmeng has received training, but it is not obvious from the outside.

If it was before, even if Bai Meng had close contact with her, she wouldn't have noticed.

But now it's completely different.

However, considering Liu Yunmeng's identity and wealth, it is not difficult to understand.

However, when he saw the old man selling rice noodles, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The palms and backs of those broad hands were covered with calluses, and his lower body was very stable, not shaking, as steady as a mountain.

Especially those eyes, which were full of vicissitudes and a hint of murderousness.

He has killed people!

I thought that Liu Yunmeng might come here to buy fried rice noodles in the future.

That's why Bai Meng asked those questions at the end and left a fingerprint on the lamppost as a warning.

No matter how hard others try, they will never be able to figure it out.

What kind of power does the harmless Bai Meng have in her body?

I don’t even know to what extent he can achieve under the protection of the system!

After parking the car in the parking space of the community, Bai Meng unbuckled her seat belt and said with a smile: "Sister Meng, we are home."

Liu Yunmeng stretched lazily, opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Bai Meng.

Thinking of the long night and what would happen that night, her face suddenly turned red.

"Xiaobai, sister is hungry."

Bai Meng mentioned the fried rice noodles and said with a smile, "I bought three servings."

Liu Yunmeng looked at him charmingly and smiled foolishly: "This is not what Sister wants to eat!"

Bai Meng closed the car door, walked around to the side, and handed the fried rice noodles in his hand to Liu Yunmeng.

Then he picked her up and hugged her with a smile as bright as the sun.

"Sister Meng, I'll carry you home."

"Ok!"

Looking at this young face.

Liu Yunmeng's eyes suddenly became blurred.

She was becoming more and more immersed in this happiness, and she was willing to do anything to achieve it!

Even if my hands are covered in blood!