Chapter 171

The villa is very big. It's a villa. I think it's more like a garden, because in addition to flowers and trees, there are rockeries, five corner pavilions and corridors. At first glance, it looks like an ancient mansion.

Why?

There is a man sitting in the pavilion.

At this time, the car stopped. Liu Cong and I got off and looked at the people in the pavilion.

After getting out of the car, the middle-aged man pointed to Liu Cong and said, "you stay here."

Then he said to me, "come with me."

His voice was very small, his expression became very serious, and he walked towards the pavilion.

Liu Cong nodded to me to show me not to be afraid. I gave him a gloomy look and quickly followed the man.

Shit, can't you be afraid?

He came to the snake's nest, this heart already nervous to the extreme, palms are anxious sweat, legs and stomach can't help shivering.

I looked up at the corridor in front of me. It's also an ancient style. Every other section on both sides is a wooden column, which leads directly to the small pavilion.

When I stepped into the corridor, I was like stepping on the Naihe bridge. Once I got to the other end, I was at the gate of death.

I went to the middle of the corridor, looked back at Liu Cong and looked into the distance. Goodbye, Li erlengzi. Forget me, my beloved women

I lowered my head and wiped the hero's tears. When I raised my head, I had already entered the pavilion.

There is a round stone table in the pavilion. There are five stone benches around the stone table and a set of tea sets on the stone table.

"Mr. Meng, I have brought you."

The middle-aged man bowed very respectfully.

I looked up at Mr. Meng. He looked like he was in his fifties. He was dressed in beige Tang costume. He was sitting on a stone stool and drinking tea leisurely.

At the same time, he was looking at me.

I and he looked at each other, quickly staggered, raised his hand to wipe a cold sweat.

His eyes were bright, deep and wise, and there was a faint flicker of cold light. He was like a dormant beast, which made his heart tremble.

Mr. Meng looked at me for a while, glanced at the middle-aged man and asked the man, "what's the matter with the wound on your face?"

When I heard Meng Lao's words, I was so scared that I shivered. He won't settle the accounts, will he?

"Yes, by his bodyguards."

The middle-aged man said.

When I heard what he said, I held my breath. My hands were wet, and I was very nervous to pay attention to the movement of Meng Lao.

Mr. Meng was tasting tea with his cup in his hand. When he heard this man's words, he gave the cup a meal. Then he blew on the cup and drank the tea.

"I asked you to invite Lin Yang. Did you do it?"

He put the teacup on the stone table and asked lightly. His voice was not angry.

"He, he won't come."

Next second.

Meng suddenly shook his hand, and then he heard a bang.

I quickly looked back and found that the middle-aged man had fallen to the ground, his eyes were wide open, and a willow leaf throwing knife was inserted in the middle of his brow. Most of the throwing knife was inserted, and the remaining half was full of forest light.

My mouth was wide open and I couldn't say a word. I watched the scene in surprise. After a while, I closed my mouth and rubbed my eyes. I must be dreaming.

When I rubbed my eyes and looked to the ground again, the middle-aged man still looked like he couldn't close his eyes, and the red blood was oozing from the center of his eyebrows.

The trough!

It's crazy.

We are all afraid of being caught. People are so blatant in killing people that they are not afraid of being seen. It's too violent.

Damn it!

It's a poisonous snake.

I was scared enough, but now I'm even more scared when I see Meng Lao's action.

Good guy, killing a person is like killing an ant. As soon as you gently raise your hand, you will fall to the ground. It's really scary.

Lao Tzu has the feeling that his lips are dead and his teeth are cold. Is he giving me a bad impression?

You don't have to kill your own people, do you?

At this moment, I finally understand why it is said that poisonous snakes are the most terrible, because poisonous snakes regard human life as a piece of grass. They are so cruel to their own people, and they can't be more cruel to outsiders.

I took a long breath and shook my head hard to get rid of all these negative emotions.

Up to now, it's a knife to stretch your neck and it's also a knife to shrink your neck. You just admit your life and make up your mind. You don't care what you ask him to do for a while, you agree to everything.

Two people came from a distance. They came to the pavilion and left without saying a word.

"Sit down."

Meng said to me in a cruel and gentle tone.

"No, no, I'll just stand."

I also like before that person, speak stuttering up, although the heart constantly comfort themselves, but still very afraid.

"Sit down."

Mr. Meng said again.

I quickly sat on the stone stool opposite him. The speed was fast."What are you doing so far away?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Meng Lao's mouth, giving him a warm feeling, just like the smile of parents on their children. If it wasn't for the scene just now, I would really think he was a very gentle person.

I am very embarrassed smile, don't know what to say.

He took out a cup of tea, poured the tea and pushed it to me: "don't worry, just take this place as your home and drink tea."

Get the hell out of here!

I don't want to stay here for a minute, and still be my home?

Nima, I'm scared to pee my pants. I drink tea and fart. Bah!

However, I was still a little excited. The Viper poured tea for me personally. What's the treatment?

No one will believe it if you say it.

I quickly stood up, hands like holding a peerless baby, holding the cup over, a drop of tea do not dare to spill out.

"Thank you, Mr. Meng. What can I do for you?"

I hardened my head and asked weakly.

He must have something to do with himself, so he won't kill himself easily.

"No hurry, let's talk first."

Meng Lao was not worried at all and said with a smile.

He is not in a hurry, but I am!

"Is there a toilet here, Mr. Meng? I want to pee. "

I asked in a low voice, cautious even speak civilized up, no way, for fear of saying bad angered him.

Meng shook his head slightly and pointed to the corridor on the other side of the pavilion: "go straight and turn left."

I stood up and bowed to Mr. Meng. I quickly walked there. After I was far away from Mr. Meng, my heart finally fell to the ground.

Soon, according to the route of Meng Laozhi, we found the toilet.

Just as I was about to go in, I saw the two men who ran into the pavilion before. They put a black bag into a car.

I swallowed again. It must be the middle-aged man in the bag.

Good way, man.

If you feel wronged, go to find Mr. Meng. Don't look for me.

I went into the toilet and peed for a long time. After that, I shook my brother and muttered: "little brother, this old man Meng is so scary. It depends on my luck if we can leave the garden alive."

Just after I muttered, I turned around and stuffed things into my pants. I was stunned.

Nima, why is he here?

"Meng, Meng Lao, why are you here?"

My hands stopped, my legs softened, and I almost fell to the ground.

Little brother came to pee again, lying in front of his pants on the door, stretching his "head" and looking at old Meng with some fear.

It's over. I'm sure it's time to stop!

He must have heard what he said just now.

To his surprise, Mr. Meng didn't get angry. On the contrary, he showed a smile. His deep eyes showed a hint of humor: "you little guy, dare to call me old man Meng."

"I, I'm talking about an old man near my home. I didn't talk about you."

I don't believe in this reason.

Mr. Meng would not believe me. He asked me, "is Han Bing your wife?"

When I heard Han Bing, I felt a thump in my heart, and then I had a bad feeling.

His wonderful wife has offended the big and small forces in Hong Kong City. Does he have something to do with Han Bing?

After I put on my trousers, I raised my hand and wiped a cold sweat. The more I thought about it, the more I thought about it, the more likely it was.

"Yes."

I subconsciously replied that sophistry is useless. He must have investigated me clearly.

"If I ask you to divorce her, will you?"

Meng also like himself, after putting the water, shaking his brother, cough, it seems that we men like to tease my brother like this.

I heard what he said, suddenly confused, he wants me and Han Bing divorce?

What to do?

Before, he made up his mind that no matter what Meng laorang did, as long as he did it, he would be OK.

But he asked me to divorce Han Bing. I can't do it. Even if I promise him temporarily for my life, the poisonous snake will know that I lied to him later. By his means, I can't escape death.

Life a life, grass a spring, when also life, since sooner or later is a death, early death early life.

"I won't divorce Han Bing. If you want to kill her, kill her."

I said a very manly thing, then I closed my eyes and waited to die, but I was scared, especially in the middle of my eyebrows. I felt that the flying knife would come in the next moment.

After waiting for a while, I found that there was no movement. I opened my eyes and saw that there was no one in front of me. Did Meng Laogen not come here, and he had hallucination?I raised my hand to wipe the sweat on my head, and my clothes were soaked with sweat.

I took three deep breaths in a row, went out of the toilet and walked towards the pavilion. From a distance, I saw Mr. Meng sitting at the stone table and drinking tea again.

"Sit down. That cup of tea is cold. I'll pour you another one."

After entering the pavilion, Mr. Meng said to me that he was forced to return to his former state of being an outsider.

I sat down, took a sip of the cup, smacked it, smacked it, and sighed, "well, it's delicious."

"What's a good way to drink?"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The fragrance of the tea alone makes people feel comfortable. After drinking it, the tea is fragrant and sweet, with a touch of bitterness. It's really good tea!"

I said, smelling the tea cup.

Hearing this, Mr. Meng laughed: "I can't see that you still know how to taste tea."

I feel embarrassed to touch his head: "I am a layman, is to say the most direct feelings."

"You can taste these in a sip. It's very good."

Mr. Meng praised me with a smile.

"What kind of tea are you having?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know what kind of tea it is. It was given to me by a good friend before. I can't buy it in the market."

There was a look of nostalgia in Meng Lao's eyes.

I thought, is his good friend dead?

"No wonder I haven't had this kind of tea."

In fact, I seldom drink tea. I used to drink jasmine tea and glutinous rice tea.

"Lin Yang, I asked you to come today. I have an important matter to talk with you."

Meng Lao's face was straight and his tone became very serious.

His grandmother's, finally when he said business, I hastened to say: "if you have anything to order, just say it."