Zhang Yong really read it right.

The figure that appeared quietly was Mei Wanjun.

After leaving the Sea Demon Club, Mei Wanjun paid special attention to her. She knew that Zhang Yong would follow her.

Her intention was to attract Zhang Yong to follow.

Then, she...

Turn.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong.

Huh?

behind……

What?

It seems like there is a wind...

"puff!"

A dull sound was heard vaguely.

It seemed that something hit the back of my head.

The residual consciousness told her that she was attacked...

Then……

There is nothing else.

Her consciousness was completely blurred and she knew nothing.

Her body fell down softly and was then hugged by Zhang Yong. He was still very confident in dealing with a woman.

Mei Wanjun, haha, after taking a stick of her, she feels very fragile!

No need to use a gun or a stick to do it.

First handcuff her and then tie it with ropes.

Be careful to sail the ship for a thousand years.

These women are all very cunning.

If you are a little careless, you may capsize in the gutter.

If it falls into their hands, he can imagine what he will end up in.

It is definitely worse than death.

Everything was ready. Drag her to an empty house next to her.

There was a bed inside. It was quite clean. Throw her to the head of the bed. Then add a rope and tie her hands and feet to the bed post.

When she woke up...

Hehe. I guess her face will look very good.

However……

Mei Wanjun was not awake.

He did so many moves, but she didn't wake up.

I patted her face, but still didn't wake up.

Frowning. Is she pretending?

Must be pretending...

This woman is actually quite beautiful. She has a standard melon-shaped face and a tall figure.

How to say it? The skin is very white. You don’t need to put on makeup. Just hang it at someone’s door and stick out your tongue. It will probably scare the whole family to death.

I patted her face hard, but I still didn't wake up.

frown.

Still installing?

Just reach into the clothes.

I don't believe you...

As a result, she still didn't wake up.

On the contrary, blood flowed slowly on the back of the head.

Zhang Yong:...

Oh, it turns out that he is heavy on the move.

It was okay when I hit Akagi Takachun, but it was okay if I hit her.

Women are indeed not as good as men's beatings.

I had to stop the bleeding from her. Then I slowly pinched the person, patted the face, and pinched the nose...

Finally, Mei Wanjun woke up.

Seeing Zhang Yong...

I found myself lying on the bed...

Limbs are bound...

Messy clothes...

I feel that there is nothing abnormal in my body.

His eyes became very strange involuntarily. This guy has come to this point, but he hasn't really come?

"Aren't you okay?"

"What?"

"Do I want you to find a doctor?"

“Ah…”

Zhang Yong understood.

This is a female hooligan!

Mango.

It's yellow on the outside and yellow on the inside.

It is said that women act like hooligans, but nothing can happen to men.

It's true.

"Do you want to lead me to the bait?" Zhang Yong said bluntly.

"I want to deal with you." Mei Wanjun answered calmly.

"You seem to owe me 50,000 US dollars, 50,000 pounds, and fifty big gold bars..."

"Go to die!"

"So, what can you trade with me?"

“Plan 226.”

"Oh? You know this too?"

Zhang Yong's expression remained motionless.

It seems that this plan has spread out.

Since Mei Wanjun knows it, it means that many others know it. This is a good thing.

More and more people know that they have the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Only when they are fake can they become real. By the way, this is not completely fake.

Calculate the time, it is only more than ten days before February 26th.

Once a mutiny breaks out, this plan will definitely attract more attention. Because it really happened.

A basic principle of intelligence work is to believe that it exists rather than that it does not exist.

If a certain message is ignored and serious consequences are caused, then it will be done.

"Of course I know."

"I know, too."

"But you don't know much more about me."

"Yeah?"

Zhang Yong was still nervous.
To be continued...