Chapter 189: The obsession with wealth is a disease that needs to be cured!
"Ouch! Knock, click, click!"
Meng Lang stared at Ah Xing with his mouth open, looking at the chicken leg on his left and the lamb chop on his right, and he was all fired up towards the food on the table.
The big cheeks opened, and a chicken leg went in and out, as if it had been scraped with a boning knife.
Even the cartilage was chewed up and swallowed. Nothing wasteful at all.
Before he and Cheng Biao had even taken two bites, less than half of the food was gone.
“Cough!” Cheng Biao looked slightly embarrassed and coughed lightly.
Unexpectedly, Ah Xing didn’t understand at all.
"Cousin, why don't you sigh? Don't rub the tail knife! Ouch!"
This is even more embarrassing.
"Uh... Brother Meng is just kidding. This brother of mine has a big appetite."
"It's okay, haha. Even if you have a small appetite, you won't be able to achieve this physique. I think Brother A Xing has trained these muscles specially. Is it okay? "
With his appetite and body type, no wonder he wants to be his bodyguard.
“Well! Ah Xing and I are both fellow villagers from Hujian. Ah Xing grew up in a temple and practiced the Five Ancestor Boxing since he was a child.
Don’t look at him. You’re so stupid, you can’t even fight with a dozen ordinary people.”
"Oh!" It turns out that the two of them were villagers who came out together, no wonder they have such a good relationship.
"What kind of fist is this Five Ancestor Fist? Why haven't I heard of it?"
Cheng Biao explained.
This "Five Ancestor Boxing" was created by Cai Yuming, a martial arts scholar from Jinjiang during the Xianfeng period of the Qing Dynasty.
He learned from Dazun, Taizu, Xingzhe, Arhat, and White Crane Boxing, and created this unique boxing method, which is widely spread in southern Fujian and Southeast Asia.
The Five Ancestor Boxing has a brave and powerful shape, a majestic momentum, and strong and vigorous power. It is known as the "Vajra Power".
Hmm...this sounds very powerful upon hearing it.
Meng Lang couldn't help but nod.
The number one thug chosen by his brother in the huge crowd must be pretty good. He could beat a dozen at a time. This shouldn't be Cheng Biao's deliberately exaggerated statement.
I just don’t know who is stronger between him and Yan Weiwei?
If "overclocking potion" is used on Ah Xing, can he confront the "assassin" head-on?
He is still thinking about the sliced sample of the "assassin".
Even if you can trade one for one with the other party, it is definitely a profit!
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but add a chicken leg to Ah Xing's plate...
This move immediately made Ah Xing look over with gratitude.
Although his mouth was full of food and he couldn't speak, but looking at that little look in his eyes, his favorability level definitely increased a lot.
"Brother Meng, come on, let me toast you a glass first!" Cheng Biao raised his glass.
"There were so many people that day, but Brother Meng, you are the only one who is willing to stand up and speak out. I thank you for this cup first!"
Drinking the wine in one gulp, Cheng Biao gave another Fill it yourself.
“This cup is a tribute to my brother for saving my life! I met by chance, but my brother was willing to help me like this. I didn’t tell you that from now on, my brother’s business is my business, Cheng Biao!
I dare not say anything else. In this one-third of an acre of land in Su City, if you give me Cheng Biao's name, you will be more or less able to get along on the street and give me some face! "Another drink.
"Brother Biao is serious. This is all fate. Besides, helping others is helping yourself.
If you are so polite to me again, then I will really deserve it. ”
Meng Lang said that he deserved it, and he really did.
Not to mention the Bitcoin worth more than 300 million, it is definitely "giving away wealth"!
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Not to mention the few times the brothers planned to deal with the assassins, which time did Brother Biao not take the lead?
Who volunteered to become the laboratory's first "Madman Disease Experiment Subject No. 0"? It's you!
Who pushed me out of danger so that I only lost one leg? It's you!
Who acts as bait on the periphery and finally becomes a lamentable member of the "108 Killed in Action List"?
It’s still you, Brother Biao!
This spirit of not being afraid of hardship, being tired, and not being afraid of death can be called our external employee of the month!
Give money when you need it, give money to people when you need it, and be grateful to yourself when you are done...
What a good person!
"Brother Biao, come! I must toast you."
"Why?" Cheng Biao was stunned for a moment.
"For the sake of the safety of the mountains and rivers, the peace of the world, the clear river and the sea, and peace every year!"
"Uh..."
Having a drink with Meng Lang inexplicably.
This is a cultural person, even a toast will make people confused.
After three drinks in a row, I was a little drunk. I was just about to pick up some food and press it down, but then I realized that the food on the table was almost empty.
"Can you please slow down, you haven't eaten yet!"
Seeing that Ah Xing was still there, dealing with the food in front of him, and he had almost finished all the food for the three of them, Cheng Biao finally couldn't bear it. Then he kicked him.
“Hmm!” Axing swallowed the food in his mouth with some difficulty and looked at Cheng Biao and said pitifully.
"Brother Biao, didn't you let me go boxing? Not long ago I remitted all the money to my master, so I can only eat seven percent full these two days.
< br>I was busy catching car thieves in the morning, so I ate three steamed buns
Brother Biao, you know me. Three buns are not enough to fit between my teeth..."
"You..."
Cheng Biao was stunned for a moment, and his eyes dimmed the next moment. I just feel inexplicable sadness in my heart.
Once upon a time, Brother Biao, who was always surrounded by people and surrounded by people, is now almost unable to support his own brothers...
"Alas! Brother Meng, I’ve made you laugh. ”
Cheng Biao let out a long sigh, grabbed a bottle of white wine on the table, and drank half of the bottle. A red cloud suddenly appeared on his face.
"Has Brother Biao encountered any difficulties recently?" Meng Lang asked.
"Oh! To be honest, brother, I hate it!" Perhaps because of the alcohol, Cheng Biao patted his thigh with regret and started talking.
“I hate myself for being ignorant and mistrusting villains.
I hate myself even more for being so smart!
What I hate most in my life is high technology! High technology misled me! "Cheng Biao looked remorseful.
I'm so stupid, really, I only knew the secrets of Bitcoin's value preservation, but I didn't expect that it can't be retrieved if it loses its account password...
" If God can give me another chance, I, Cheng Biao, swear to sever all ties with high technology in my life! "Cheng Biao gritted his teeth.
If it were anyone else, he might have heard it in confusion, but Meng Lang...
Well... I understand your pain!
Meng Lang saw that the heat was almost up, and it was time to start performing...
"It seems that Brother Biao is also a person with stories...
But this destiny has its own fate, so there is no need to worry too much. ."
"Destiny? Everything I have now, Cheng Biao, was achieved with one sword and one gun. I don’t believe in fate!”
“Haha! I see that Brother Biao, your Yintang is dark, but there are already signs of dissipation. I wonder if that’s the case! Just been in jail?”
"Huh?!" Cheng Biao's hand that was about to raise the wine glass suddenly stopped, and his eyes widened instantly!
"You...how do you know?"
He...has known me for a long time?
"Haha!" Meng Lang smiled as if he had seen through the other person's thoughts.
"The Hetu Luoshu evolved into the Bagua, the Eight Diagrams evolved into the Zhouyi, the Zhouyi judged Yin and Yang, and checked the five elements.
Everything in this world has its own laws. I only know a little about divination and fortune telling. "
Cheng Biao didn't understand, but it didn't stop him from realizing it.
Just now Meng Lang said that he had a fortune telling for himself when he went out. He thought that the other party just had some feudal superstition. Now it seems ...
Could it be that the other party really has some skills?
Although Cheng Biao respects ghosts and gods after so many years in the world, he is naturally not so gullible as he is accustomed to the tricks of the world.
"Brother Meng hit the nail on the head! How about... can you help me take a look again?" Cheng Biao said with the idea that there would be no loss if he gave it a try.
What I’m waiting for is your words!
Meng Lang looked him up and down with a smile, and then he thought a little.
"Although your Yintang is dark, your complexion is rosy, and the red Luan star appears, which means that you are a good match for women, but the red Luan star is faintly golden...
The Red Luan star and the Caibo Palace were originally They conflicted, and now they are actually mixed together...
I'm afraid that your friend...will lose money! "
" Bang! "
The cup in Cheng Biao's hand slammed on the table, his eyes widened, and he looked at Meng Lang with an incredulous expression.
"You...you..."
Shocked, right?
Just be shocked!
The so-called divination technique is nothing more than a metaphysics derived from the Book of Changes.
From this perspective, he, this magic stick, is definitely the true legend among the true legends of divination.
It can even be said that he is the only disciple of a single lineage!
"He Tu Luo Shu" is all in my hands, who can match my upright roots and Miao Hong? Who can inherit the orthodoxy like me?
What Yuan Tiangang, what Li Chunfeng!
Those are all younger brothers in front of me!
I have my autobiography in hand, I have the magic stick!
"Mr. Meng...oh no! Master Meng, please help me figure it out. I lost something very important. Can I get it back?"
Cheng Biao There was a look of hope on his face, as if he had found hope.
Meng Lang frowned when he heard this.
I am here to save you, not to help you find things.
Brother, the obsession with wealth is a disease that must be cured!
He pretended to pinch and calculate and groaned for a while.
“This... I’m afraid it’s difficult!”
"Ah? Why?"
"I see a looming golden light on your face. It must be money you lost, right?"
"Yes! Right again!"
" From the appearance, your Wealth and Silk Palace is in the west, but the west is a metal, and it is a dangerous place!
If you want to get it back, you will have many difficulties, and there may be a bloody disaster!
It can range from constant disasters to continuous disasters, or it can endanger lives! "
"What? ! "Cheng Biao was shocked.
The first instinct was disbelief.
After all, contrary to his expectations, people are always more willing to believe the answer they want to believe.
But... I thought that I was bitten by a mad dog as soon as I stepped into Yipinju.
I almost got a fake vaccine and the consequences would be disastrous...
Isn't this a bloody disaster and life-threatening?
He...is he hit again?
"Then...then what should I do? Is it possible that the things will never be recovered?"
"No, no, no, I mean, you don't have to force anything.
Things you deliberately look for are often not found.
Everything in the world comes and goes in its own time..."
Meng Lang's smile was meaningful.
"This...what does it mean? "Cheng Biao didn't know why.
"It means that the more you can't let go, the easier it is to lose, and the more you want to catch, the faster it disappears.
Life is always about chasing gains and losses in order to satisfy endless desires.
As long as you know how to let go of your obsession, the money you have lost will be regained! "
"This..."
Let go of your obsession?
About that... I just need to lie down flat? (End of this chapter)