Li Shitong was stunned, "What does it mean?"

Wang Lang picked up the food, "For the sake of your sister's goodness, there is only so much you can say. As for whether to do it or not, it's nothing to do. I just kindly reminded you."

Li Shitong was still confused and was about to break the casserole and asked, "Why?"

Wang Lang picked up another dish, "Because she would regret it if she was too late."

Li Shitong wanted to continue asking, but she didn't want to say it clearly when she saw Wang Lang, so she shut up.

The two of them changed the topic and talked about Xiaojun again.

Click!

The two of them were suddenly interrupted by a photo shoot, and there were flashes as the photo shoots were taken.

Wang Lang turned his head to look and found a middle-aged man sitting next to him, wearing glasses and looking just like that. He was now lowering his head and playing with the camera in his hand.

They looked at Li Shitong and continued chatting.

Click!

Shutter sounds and flashes followed.

Wang Lang frowned and turned around, and found that the man's camera was facing Wang Lang and Li Shitong, observing the camera, as if he was very satisfied with what he had taken.

The man raised the camera and was about to take another photo, but found that Wang Lang and Li Shitong were staring at him.

He said nothing, the man raised the camera in his hand and clicked another one.

Wang Lang stood up and walked towards the man. The man was not even a bird. Wang Lang looked down at his camera. There was a laptop on the dining table next to him. There was a web page on the computer page, and there was a photo of Wang Lang's wanted order in the middle. In addition, there was also a police car that Wang Lang had parked on the roadside, and there was a body inside.

The comments below are all posts that speculate whether Wang Lang died or not. Anyway, there are all kinds of weird comments, but they are not their own fathers who die, so of course they say whatever they want.

A word window is also opened on the computer with a few words on it.

International drug lord restaurant dating an unknown woman.

"Paparazzi?" Wang Lang stared at the man.

The man just smiled at Wang Lang, "Reporter."

"Is this the reason why you secretly photographed us?" Wang Lang said in a deep voice.

"I'll make a living, and you won't lose anything. It's great that you can make you famous for mutual benefit and win-win results." The middle-aged man grinned, revealing his yellow teeth that he had obtained from smoking all year round.

"Deleted." Wang Lang pointed at the camera.

The middle-aged man connected his camera to his computer, and was not afraid of Wang Lang at all. While watching the news on the computer, he was eating his own food.

A dialog box suddenly popped up on the computer interface, "What big information?"

"The middle-aged man sent a few photos of Wang Lang that he had just taken secretly." He never looked up at Wang Lang from beginning to end.

The dialog box is blinking, "Is this the international drug lord? Didn't you say you're dead?"

"Living." The middle-aged man sent a message over.

"This is definitely a big deal. This person is very popular now. If we send these photos, we will follow up and report them in real time, and we will definitely earn enough traffic." The person opposite sent a message.

"Of course, who am I, the number one whistleblower in the country, you can meet big stuff when you have a meal." The middle-aged man typing proudly.

Li Shitong walked over and saw these, "Sir, do you do this too disrespect our personal privacy?"

The middle-aged man just glanced at Li Shitong and continued to watch the computer to have dinner. He was not afraid of Li Shitong at all. I just looked like what you like.

"Sir, you..." Li Shitong wanted to say something.

Wang Lang suddenly grinned and grabbed the middle-aged man's hair.

With a clang.

The middle-aged man's face was directly slapped into the dish by Wang Lang. Wang Lang grabbed the middle-aged man's head and slapped him out again without thinking.

Bang!

The force was too strong that the dish was broken into two halves, and the middle-aged man's face was covered with oil and vegetables, and there was also nosebleed.

Wang Lang had no intention of stopping, and another bang, the middle-aged man's head was slapped on the table by Wang Lang.

The middle-aged man stood up, his feet were unstable, and he waved his left and right, and finally sat on the ground, unconscious.

Wang Lang picked up the camera, weighed it twice, and smashed it into pieces.

I slid down the message I just sent out and wanted to withdraw it, but found that time had passed and could not withdraw it.

Wang Lang closed his laptop and looked down at the middle-aged man.

Bang!

The laptop was photographed on the middle-aged man's head, and the good computer turned into rags.

After throwing away the ragged computer, Wang Lang leaned over and looked at the middle-aged man, "I won't bully people with words, but I can use my fists."

Li Shitong next to her widened her eyes, and the scene just happened in front of her.

Looking at Wang Lang's side face, my heart was beating in a hurry, as if it was touching something.

Wang Lang turned his head and looked at Li Shitong, "Sorry, Teacher Li, you are plagued by me, don't worry, I will never let these people write randomly."

Li Shitong nodded subconsciously and looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the ground holding a chair and was unconscious.

After looking around, the customers were basically eating in one bite. There were only three tables on the second floor. Wang Lang and Li Shitong were one table, middle-aged people were one table, and there were two people sitting at one table, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. Both of them were wearing small sunglasses and quietly watched the scene just now. After watching the two lowered their heads to drink soup and eat.

"Do you still want to eat?" Wang Lang asked.

Li Shitong looked at the middle-aged man on the ground, "Do you want to call an ambulance?"

Wang Lang took out his ears, "I'm very careful in my actions, no big problem. I'm confused now, and it'll be fine in a while."

When the waiter came up to add tea, he saw the middle-aged man on the ground hurriedly coming up to help him, and then he called the person to carry the middle-aged man down.

"Have you practiced martial arts before?" Li Shitong asked curiously.

Wang Lang took a sip of water and said, "Why ask this question?"

"I feel like you are fighting like this is not the first time you fight, and I feel like you are not the kind of person who will provoke actively," Li Shitong explained.

Wang Lang nodded, "I practiced for a few days when I was a child."

"Can those who practice martial arts really fly over the eaves and walk around the wall?" Li Shitong asked like a curious baby.

Wang Lang grinned, "Have you read too many martial arts novels?"

Li Shitong nodded, "When I was a child, I particularly liked Mr. Jin Yong's novels. I was very curious about the martial arts in it and yearned for it. However, the martial arts people I know are all erotic and not useful."

"Actually, it's not that mysterious. It's just jumping higher, running faster, reacting more sensitively, and having better physical coordination. Others are similar to ordinary people and need to eat and drink water." Wang Lang smiled.

The two were chatting.

The tall and short fat man not far away stood up at the same time, and the two walked towards Wang Lang and Li Shitong side by side.

After coming over, they stood side by side at Wang Lang’s table.

The tall and thin man handed over an invitation.

The two of them bowed to Wang Lang at the same time.

"Fengtian sent a thousand troops to horses!

Fengtian sent Wang Wanma!

Pay me a blessing to the Dragon King!”
Chapter completed!