Chapter 692 I am Wang Meng 9
Wang Meng actually thinks that the relationship between him and Wu Xie is that of boss and employee.
So what the hell is the idea of calling him?
He is a former employee.
Wu Xie: Wang Meng, my family seems to be breaking the law.
Wang Meng: Anyone with a little power is breaking the law.
Wu Xie: . . . .
I saw dead people.
Wang Meng: I see it often at funerals.
We can't chat any further today, so let's just call.
Wang Meng waved to everyone, and everyone quieted down. The volume of their cell phones was turned up, and everyone present had good hearing.
Xie Yuchen also wanted to know what happened, but no one knew it better than the people involved.
Wu Xie started the story by saying, “I have a friend.”
The main reason is that he has never experienced it and has no one to talk to.
Then Xie Yuchen frowned when he heard this. Wu Sansheng went down to the bloody corpse tomb and made a person who had only heard the story experience 7 bloody corpses without any training. Was he committing murder?
It's good enough that he could come out. As for having bruises all over his body, that's good enough. At least he didn't lose any limbs.
I didn't expect that Pan Zidu would be included.
This is a confidant.
Everything was fine for so many years, but it all went wrong this time. It's fate.
When the call ended, Wu Xie didn't know what he was thinking.
In fact, he knew the answer. Should he really call the police? That was impossible.
Some of Uncle San’s affairs might have to be executed, as he knew that the amount of money involved was too large.
If he really did it, he would not be able to return home.
Uncle San’s firecrackers rang out and he was no better off.
It’s difficult.
Zhang Qilin thought to himself that it was a good thing it wasn’t him. Fighting seven blood zombies was too unprofitable. He could only run away unless he had no other choice.
Hei Xia Zi looked at the dumb comment with a look of luckily it wasn’t me and patted him on the shoulder.
"Hurry up and say thank you to Huahua. Otherwise, you will be the one who blames me."
Given the mute's personality, he would save anyone he can.
No matter how much blood is shed and how much suffering is endured, it is still taken for granted.
Zhang Qilin: . . . .
Stop scolding.
Xie Yuchen waved at Zhang Qilin and suddenly said seriously.
"You never have to say thank you to me."
"Zhang Qilin, I can't be like you. After going through hardships, I can still be gentle and still shoulder my mission. You have a thousand reasons to choose revenge, evil, and give up.
But you didn't. The pain didn't collapse into hurtful fragments, but became a firmness that settled deep in your heart."
"I see the light in your eyes, the compassion of God."
"For a moment, I felt as if you were a god who came to the human world to save the world, and when the time is up you will go home."
Zhang Qilin was deeply touched by Xie Yuchen’s words. It’s not that he really has no temper, he just sees through the desires of the world.
The blind man was leaning against the mute in a frivolous manner. It was true that the person he liked was so beautiful.
Wang Meng nodded.
In fact, Xie Yuchen was not wrong, this guy really is.
"Do you know what you are in my eyes?
It is a white ball of light, Xie Yuchen is pink, and the blind man is black and white."
Zhang Qilin felt a little embarrassed by the praise, and stood up to continue digging food from the burning pot. His ears were red.
"Blind man, I want to eat roast duck."
"Here I come, my Mr. Zhang."
Hei Xia Zi quickly got up from his chair, in a good mood.
Wang Meng and Jie Yuchen looked at each other and smiled.
Those who have a glass heart will have glass fruit.
However, Zhang Qilin got hungry very quickly.
He is suitable for the big pot meal.
In the evening, 20 roast ducks were delivered to the door. Zhang Qilin's eyes sparkled. He could eat ten, the blind man five, and Wang Meng and Jie Yuchen five.
Xie Yuchen is used to eating crispy ones. In fact, he only eats one at most, and the rest are eaten by Wang Meng.
Wang Meng thinks the crispy skin is super delicious, and he won’t get tired of it if he has cucumber and fruit tea.
After Xie Yuchen finished eating, he would give him a pill, and Hei Xiazi would keep giving the mute pill, you take a bite and I take a bite.
No, it’s two dumb people and one blind person.
When Wang Meng saw that I could do it too, he stuffed a mouthful into Xie Yuchen’s mouth.
Xie Yuchen: . . . . .
"I'm full, you eat."
Wang Meng understood.
He immediately changed direction and took two bites.
"Really delicious."
Xie Yuchen continued to roll the roast duck. He used the knife skillfully and was better at slicing the duck than Wang Meng. The duck looked beautiful as it flew up and down.
Wang Meng stared at the roast duck and said, "All mine is mine."
In fact, not many people eat roast duck. The duck bones can be used to make soup or eaten as an afterthought.
Xie Yuchen knew what Wang Meng was thinking at a glance and shook his head and laughed.
Looking at the action of Hei Xia Zi feeding Zhang Qilin, it proves that his study of anatomy was not in vain.
Both of them are helpless, and it’s good to have a companion who loves to eat.
When Xie Yuchen was below, Zhang Qilin suddenly spoke.
"I'm not that good. I have thought about revenge."
In fact, Wang Meng’s medicine is still effective.
He remembered a lot of things, but compared to revenge, he wanted to live like this with Hei Xia Zi more. A peaceful and stable life was what he wanted.
Xie Yuchen is very good, Wang Meng is also very good, no one treats him like they do.
His memory was not very good, the only bright spot was that he was blind, and he thought that was why he kept searching.
He met his grandma, who opened his closed heart, and the blind man planted the sun in his heart.
Wang Meng and Jie Yuchen are the moon and the breeze.
As for the Nine Gates or the Wang Family, he didn't care. The only thing he insisted on now was guarding the gate.
This is his responsibility.
"But you didn't do that."
Hei Xia Zi ended with Mr. Zhang, his Mr. Zhang.
Speaking of this, Xie Yuchen remembered.
"Does one have to be a skilled martial artist to be a gatekeeper?"
Zhang Qilin shook his head, "Just guard the door."
It's just numb and boring, most people can't stand it. (′▽｀)
After all, the blind man said this is called solitary confinement.
Ten years of solitary confinement is horrible.
"Well, I have an idea. Would you like to hear it?"
Zhang Qilin looked up and thought there was still a way.
The black bears all began to listen attentively.
Xie Yuchen actually discussed this with Wang Meng.
Wang Meng watched Xie Yuchen perform.
“First, I have people here who need money. These days, many people risk their lives for money and their families, but many people cannot sell their lives or the price.
I can buy their ten years, which is not a problem for me, and this way, Zhang Qilin, your fate as a goalkeeper can also be resolved."
"Second, we can send Wang family members or people who have committed serious crimes to prison. If they are still alive after ten years, we can kill them in front of the bronze gate."
"Third, find a way to get Wu Sanxing to break up the chain, and throw Zhang Rishan and Huo Xiangu in there."
"What do you think? If the Nine Gates can do it, then others can do it too."
Zhang Qilin: . . . . (′▽｀)
There are too many choices, so he needs to take it slow.
"blind."
"The mute said he would think about it, but he hasn't figured it out yet."
Wang Meng was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry about Heixiazi, Mr. Zhang's personal translator. Zhang Qilin was not talkative, and Heixiazi must have been indulging him for a reason.
After Xie Yuchen finished speaking, the noodles were ready.
"Let's eat noodles."
Wang Meng asked Xie Yuchen to take two bites to taste it first, and he would eat the rest.
Zhang Qilin's bowl is the biggest. Now every time he eats, he will hold the big bowl and eat quickly.
Xie Yuchen understood.
This is a glutton.
There is a rice bowl next to him.