One person: A fusion of Kizaru, the king of the trash-talking gang.

When the other person mentioned knowing his grandfather, Zhang Chulan felt it was necessary to go and pay him a visit.

He had the idea, but not the ability.

At this point in time, Zhang Chulan absolutely did not believe that the person looking for him on Longhu Mountain had no ulterior motives. Therefore, if he wanted to go, he had to find someone who could protect him.

Who is this person?

Bao'er is definitely outmatched. The other party looks so pathetic that they can't hold their own, and they might even lose one of their own.

Then, Zhang Chulan's gaze, even more honest than his "little brother," naturally fell on a certain somewhat handsome man.

"Brother Lan..."

"roll!"

As soon as Zhang Chulan shouted, he saw the other party raise their middle finger, and then received a strong reply.

"Brother Lan, please don't! You promised to protect your little brother this once!"

He slid to his knees at lightning speed and grabbed the other person's thigh. Zhang Chulan didn't care about saving face. He had already abandoned all sense of shame, so what face did he have left?

Jiang Bailan: "???"

Seeing Zhang Chulan grabbing his leg in less than a second, Jiang Bailan was utterly bewildered. He even had a feeling that this bastard's kneeling speed was no slower than his Glint-Glint Fruit...

They really have no shame.

If Zhang Chulan knew what Lan-ge was thinking, he would definitely say with great pride, "Don't you underestimate me? Everyone in this world has some special skills."

"I, Zhang Chulan, have gotten to where I am today entirely because I'm shameless enough and my sliding kneeling speed is fast enough!"

Shameless!

Lu Gong, standing to the side, was speechless. He had finally witnessed just how shameless Zhang Chulan could be. As long as he had no bottom line, he would not be bound by one.

"release."

Glancing at the shameless girl with her big butt sticking out and clinging tightly to her legs, Jiang Bailan said indifferently.

"I do not……"

Zhang Chulan revealed an expression that said he would absolutely not let go unless the other party agreed.

"Ok?"

He slowly raised his right hand, and a beam of golden light shone from his fingertips. Feeling this familiar sensation, Zhang Chulan wisely let go of his hand.

He suddenly realized that since his grandfather had been dead for so long, it didn't matter whether he knew some things or not.

This is absolutely not fear; this is called respecting the dead!

Zhang Xilin: "Grandson, 666..."

Zhang Yude: "You little brat, you just wait..."

"Alright, go back and tell your old man that Zhang Chulan will be coming over tonight."

Since he had already accepted Zhang Chulan's money, he didn't intend to break the agreement, but he did change the meeting time to the evening.

why?

This whole mess is inseparable from Feng Baobao's silly act. She asked her to bury someone, but it resulted in Jia Zhengliang running onto the field and causing himself a series of troubles for no reason.

He felt it was necessary to give the other party another lesson, to review what professional methods of burying someone alive really meant.

This 10 yuan can't be wasted.

Since we're going to have to work overtime every night anyway, why not just push everything together? That way we can save ourselves the trouble.

As for Wang Ai and Lü Ci's thoughts?

Jiang Bailan replied, "What's it to me?"

If you have any complaints, please ask Xu Si. Anyway, that guy is not very useful except for being a scapegoat.

"and many more!"

"Hmm? Do you also want to just lie down and go to sleep?"

Hearing Lü Gong call out to him, Jiang Bailan frowned slightly, indicating that if the other party was not oblivious, he would not mind being a high-quality sleep dream-fulfilling master again.

We guarantee authentic service!

Gulu!

Looking at the other man's glowing calves, Lü Gong swallowed hard and became careful with his words, afraid of angering the man in front of him.

These are no ordinary legs.

These are the legs described in Wang Wei's poem.

Wang Wei: "What the hell? Don't try to scam me for no reason!"

In the end, Lu Gong didn't get to say what he was about to say. He originally wanted to see Zhang Chulan's memories, but he gave in to the bare-legged war god.

After watching Jiang Bailan and the other two leave, Lü Gong led his men back to report.

Meanwhile, Jiang Bailan, who wasn't competing, parted ways with Zhang Chulan. He wasn't planning to watch any matches and intended to go down the mountain to find a place to relax and gain some happiness points.

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Commercial street at the foot of Longhu Mountain.

As Jiang Bailan walked out of a shop called "Seaside Young Woman," she held a cup of milk tea and thought it tasted alright. Although it wasn't quite as delicious as the incredibly tasty Meimei Pupu milk tea, it was still pretty good.

Jiang Bailan's question was... Where is my young wife?

Where did my young wife go?

Isn't she a young woman from the sea? This is false advertising!!

This is like saying there's no wife in wife cake, no husband and wife in sliced ​​beef and tripe, and no Want Want milk without Want Want milk...

Isn't this a scam?

Thinking of this, he casually took out his phone and gave the other party a one-star review.

Review: The milk tea is so-so, and there are no young women working there. I wouldn't recommend it.

Then someone quickly replied to the post.

[First floor: You're something else, aren't you? Drinking a cup of milk tea and seeing a young married woman? Where are they going to find so many young married women?]

[Second floor: It's not that I can't have married women, and I don't mind young girls either; I can help them become married women.]

[Third floor: You're really something!]

[Fourth floor (shop owner): Damn it...@￥@……@*]

[Fifth Floor: ...]

Jiang Bailan ignored these comments, put aside her "far ahead" attitude, and went into a hotel where she could soak in hot springs.

Soaking in a hot spring and getting a massage, lying on the soft skin of a beautiful young lady... Jiang Bailan gradually drifted off to sleep.

It's a leg!

Those who are thinking dirty thoughts, go stand in the corner and reflect on your actions!

Happy time is always short-lived.

"The kini is so beautiful~~"

The lively melody coming from her phone woke Jiang Bailan from her sleep.

Line connected.

"Hey!"

"Swallow, dinner's coming right away!"

After changing out of his light blue silk nightgown, Jiang Bailan stretched comfortably, feeling refreshed and invigorated, all the fatigue he had accumulated that morning gone.

I glanced at the system and saw that my happiness level had reached 1868/1900, meaning I wouldn't be far from leveling up again.

After leaving the hot spring hotel, Jiang Bailan quickly found the other party at the location given by Yanzi.

Steamed pork with rice flour, stir-fried cured pork with water chestnut shoots, beer-braised duck, braised white fish, clay pot soup...

Looking at the dishes on the table, Jiang Bailan felt that when it came to food, Feng Shayan understood her better.

Upon entering the restaurant, Kuku immediately began to eat heartily after Jiang Bailan took her seat, without any formality. After all, it wasn't their first time dining together, and they were already quite comfortable with each other.

Like close friends.

When there's a meal, there's free time for conversation, and the two of them ended up talking about the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

Suddenly, Feng Shayan put down her chopsticks, crossed her hands and rested them on her chin, staring intently at Jiang Bailan as she asked, "Jiang Bailan, is something on your mind?"

"Ok?"

Jiang Bailan, who was cooking, stopped what he was doing and looked at the other person with some surprise. He did have something on his mind, but even Xu San and Xu Si hadn't noticed. How did Yanzi know?

Jiang Bailan believed he had hidden himself very well. Even that bastard Xu Si always thought that he participated in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony out of necessity to continue hiding himself.

Little did they know that Jiang Bailan was planning to overturn the table and step onto the stage to completely abandon everything.