Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

Qin Ping's eyes hesitated: "Teacher, do you want to invite Lu Daochang to come out of the mountain..."

Ling Liner raised her head subconsciously.

Nan Huaiqin's eyes flickered for a long time, but he still shook his head: "The current situation is not suitable."

"Go down and prepare."

"Yes!"

The two replied.

The sixtieth old man stood by the window, looking at the sky in the distance, his eyes were gloomy.

Lu Chen, maybe he can find an opportunity in this kind of clueless question, but...

The wood is beautiful in the forest, is it more than a word that can be described as "the wind will destroy it"?

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Obviously, the changes in Dameng City are only known to a few people, and the entire Yushui City is still the same as before.

In a flash, it was three days.

Three days later, in the evening.

Yushui, the suburbs.

Under the gradually dimming night sky, in a villa near the water, the lights dispelled all the darkness.

The sound of singing and dancing soared into the sky, and more than a dozen top-notch luxury cars were scattered outside the villa with their lights on, and there was a roar of motors from time to time.

Dozens of men and women frolicked by the swimming pool, from ingredients to drinks, full of extravagance.

This is another reception banquet hosted by a group of dandies for Meng An.

Within three days, the playfulness of this group of dandies has not stopped, and their footprints have almost covered the entire Yushui City.

Meng An was lying on the recliner in the middle, lazily basking in the sun, and occasionally glanced at the members of the special operations team hiding in the dark outside the villa.

The third bodyguard who had been standing by Meng An's side covered the communicator in his ear, nodded one after another, his face a little dignified.

He leaned cautiously next to Meng An's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Master, you seem to be being followed. These people are doing it very secretly. We don't know the degree of danger at the moment. Do you want to leave first?"

Meng An glanced at the security system behind him, and the young man was a little dumbfounded.

The security system that he had relied on for his survival half a month ago was useless to Meng An at the moment.

About being followed and monitored, only he and Chu Sen know about it.

The third child, the bodyguards in charge of Meng An's life, knew nothing about it.

But yes, with the strength of people like the third child, it is indeed a bit difficult to detect the government's methods in the first place.

"It's okay, don't worry about them."

Meng An waved his hand lazily, and said something that the youngest couldn't figure out: "If you lose, let them lose to their heart's content."

The third child hesitated to speak, but he still kept his mouth shut.

The young man on the recliner stretched his waist in an extremely soothing way, squinting his eyes to look at the gradually changing night, Meng An sneered lightly in a voice he could only hear: "The number of people is getting smaller and smaller."

"It seems that your patience is not very good."

Meng An smiled coldly, turned over and stood up with a red wine glass in his hand, looked at the eyeliner in the dark from the corner of his eye, and hugged a young girl with a hot figure into his arms.

In an instant, cheers burst into the sky in the villa.

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dark place.

The staff of Qin Pingping's special operations team are always paying attention to the movements in the villa.

Someone looked at the drinking and having fun by the swimming pool, and said angrily, "Boss, have these people discovered us?"

"I'm going around in circles every day, whether it's drinking or having fun, and there are no valuable changes at all."

Someone agreed.

Qin Ping remained silent, and she also vaguely felt that Meng An was too honest.

According to their dandyish virtues, indulging in flowers and wine every day is the norm, but after following these few days, the heroic girl has the illusion that these fun, drunken Meng An seem to be intentional.

But there is nothing wrong with it.

Since supporting Dameng City, the team members in Yushui City are somewhat stretched. In order to maintain normal work, the number of people monitoring Meng An has been continuously reduced in the past few days.

At this time, I must not disturb the rhythm of the whole group because of my guess.

After all, Meng An was not alone in Yu Shui.

"Meng An is back at the villa!"

Someone in the staff growled.

The low growl also interrupted Qin Ping's thoughts, and the short-haired girl frowned slightly and said, "Cut the surveillance in the villa!"

In the picture, Meng An, who put on his nightgown and looked a little drunk, staggered back to the room, looking extremely happy.

"Thermal Imager."

Someone handed over the instrument.

Qin Ping, who had a bad premonition in his heart, looked at the orange-red figure lying flat on the bed, roughly reminded that all movements such as estimation and breathing were normal, and then he let out a sigh of relief.

"Hey, where's Meng An's bodyguard?"

In the crowd, a staff member looked around at the people in the villa and made a sound in confusion.

A staff member looked through all the surveillance cameras around the villa, but did not find the figure of the third child. He shook his head and said, "Maybe he is lazy in the villa?"

It's normal for the bodyguard to be lazy when the master is drunk.

"Notify the second group, pay attention to the movement of the thermal imager."

The short-haired girl arranged the next work, and subconsciously glanced in Meng An's direction.

For some reason, Qin Ping couldn't feel at ease tonight.