200. Chapter 200 Too lethal

Author: Shang Xia seeking locks

Chapter 200 Too lethal

Shen Kuo answered the phone and said "Yes" several times, put down the phone and hurriedly walked out of the office.

Yang Shuwan followed closely and also escaped from the office. Fu Wei shook his head slightly and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that you are avoiding Wang Hao because you are afraid of him!".

A week later, corpses were strewn in the river valley under the snow-capped mountains, and part of the river was dyed red.

Very quiet.

There wasn't even a sound of wind.

Some people were silently carrying the bodies, all of them had dark skin and round eyes, full of fear.

In the sky, there are some eagles circling.

They didn't leave until all the bodies had been removed.

It was a different scene in the camp located on the mountainside of the snow-capped mountains. Everyone's faces were full of "reluctance". A soldier looked at the knife in his hand and frowned and said: "Next time I patrol, I still want to

Take this knife with you."

After saying that, he put the knife into the iron box.

The other soldiers also put their knives into the iron box one after another.

"Extra meal tonight, eat barbecue, disband where you are"

If it were in the past, the soldiers would have started cheering. In such a harsh environment on the snowy mountains, it would be quite good to have a barbecue. Now, all I can think about is knives.

A younger soldier made a swing of his sword and said excitedly: "That's how I chopped it. After dozens of meters of sword energy was released, the enemy was chopped down neatly like wheat in the field."

”.

After saying this, a trace of fear flashed across the little warrior's face.

The lethality of this knife is too great and frightening.

The other soldiers didn't speak, they were all recalling the scene. The enemy once again came to provoke them with sticks and shields, crossing the cold and biting river water.

Give an order.

Draw the sword.

chopper.

Silvery sword energy instantly filled the entire river valley.

When the sword energy disappeared, I finally knew what it meant to be littered with corpses. I had only read this idiom in books before. It was superficial and had no specific concept. When I saw it with my own eyes, I just felt a cold air rising from the soles of my feet.

Soaring Linggai.

The hand holding the knife kept shaking.

This knife is so scary.

In the workshop, Wang Liang looked at the small flying knife in his hand and secretly complained: "The progress bar of the sword cannot be activated. You can at least activate the progress bar of Xiao Li's flying knife for me. Don't make any difference."

A "bang" sound interrupted his rant.

I picked up my phone and saw that it was a message from Ding Yanxin.

"Are you busy?"

After ignoring her for more than a week, it was almost over. You couldn't always refuse, you had to give the other person some hope. Wang Liang thought about it and replied: "I'm not busy."

"That's just right. I made a reservation at the restaurant and let's have a meal together at noon. Thank you again for sending me to the hospital last time."

"I might have a meal at noon."

"Okay, then come over as much as possible"

"kindness"

Looking at the information on her phone, Ding Yanxin shook her head slightly. Now there was another problem before her. Before, she was worried that the beauty plan had been leaked, but now she was worried that the other party would not like her at all and the mission would fail.

noon.

Wang Liang locked the shared bicycle, looked at the food on the roadside, and secretly complained: "What a bad place to choose, can the food in Plaster Country be delicious?".

After complaining, he walked into the restaurant and was led by the waiter to the door of the private room. The private room was surrounded by a wooden frame and covered with a layer of white paper.

The floor is covered with straw mats, which are also called tatami mats. You have to take off your shoes after entering the door. If you encounter someone with particularly severe athlete's foot, you don't even need to eat because you are full from the smell.

There is a low table on the tatami, and there is a pile of plates and dishes on the low table. Fortunately, it is the rice from the plaster country, and it still has some meat. If this is the rice from the pickle country, there must be all kinds of pickles on it.

, at most I’ll add a piece of salted fish for you to give you some meaty taste.

The most eye-catching thing was Ding Yanxin, who was sitting at the low table. She was dressed too cool and looked like a big peeled pear, white, tender and full of water.

"Hi! Long time no see"

Ding Yanxin put her hand next to her oval face and shook it.

Wang Liang had to admit that this female agent was a bit cute, and ordinary men simply couldn't resist her.

"haven't seen you for a long time"

He said hello calmly, took off his shoes, walked to the other side of the low table, sat down cross-legged, and said, "You are too polite. I sent you to the hospital that day. It was just a little effort."

Ding Yanxin picked up the wine bottle, poured a full cup for herself and Wang Liang, raised the wine cup, and said with a smile: "Everything is in the wine, cheers!".

What is this for?

Want to get me drunk?

Another one who takes advantage of the situation?

Too young!

Wang Liang smiled and nodded, raised the wine cup, touched it with Ding Yanxin, and drank it all in one gulp.

What followed was a casual chat.

During the chat, we learned that Ding Yanxin's superficial identity in Longguo was that of a writer. He had published several books and received a moderate amount of royalties every quarter.

In addition to writing, I usually travel, or stay at home reading and playing games.

Life was very nourishing.

As for her family situation, I am not familiar enough to ask about her family situation yet.

While eating and chatting, the drinking continued. It was not until Ding Yanxin fell asleep on the tatami that Wang Liang realized that he had made a mistake. Ding Yanxin was not trying to get him drunk, but to get himself drunk.

But, is she really drunk?

"Ding Yanxin, wake up!"

No movement.

After getting up and pushing, Ding Yanxin grabbed his hand and pulled it down, trying to use his hand as a pillow.

Wang Liang stretched out his hand, pinched Ding Yanxin's face, and said, "Wake up!" Ding Yanxin snorted, turned over, and continued to sleep.

What to do?

You can't just sit here and waste time with her!

Wang Liang thought for a while, then called two waitresses, each holding an arm, holding Ding Yanxin up, carried her out of the restaurant, took a taxi, and sent her to the police station where Miao Shiyu was located.

Looking at the beautiful woman sleeping soundly on the single bed, and then secretly glancing at Wang Liang standing next to her, Miao Shiyu was confused. In this situation, she shouldn't have brought her to the hotel, and then...

When I thought of this, my cheeks suddenly felt hot and I didn't think about it any further.

"Okay, it must be very safe here. If she wakes up, just say that I sent her here."

"Oh, okay"

"Why is your face so red?"

"Ah? Is there any? But it's hot."

"I'll treat you to dinner another day. I'll leave first."

"Walk slowly!"

Looking at the retreating figure, Miao Shiyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and complained silently in her heart: "Xiao Miao, Xiao Miao, why are your thoughts so dirty now! You are thinking about things you shouldn't be thinking about."

At the same time, she expressed her affirmation of Wang Liang's character.

What a gentleman.

Such a beautiful woman got drunk and was sent directly to the police station. She was really a modern version of Liu Xiahui.

Ding Yanxin, who was "sleeping", also expressed "affirmation" of Wang Liang's character.

Damn it, this is too much of a gentleman, isn't it?

How could a normal man think of sending her directly to the police station?

Could it be that the information is wrong and that he committed suicide in order to practice magical skills?
To be continued...