Just when Meng Lang was enjoying the gift from his brother and worrying about it.

The cell phone's ringtone suddenly rang.

Rice is steel?

When Meng Lang saw the contact name displayed on his phone, he was stunned for a moment, and then he vaguely guessed something.

"Hey! Brother Meng, let me tell you some good news. Master Yan has agreed to attend the mountain climbing meeting!"

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, Fan Shigang's excited voice came from the phone.

emm…

This is not good news for me...

Meng Lang complained helplessly.

"Really? That's great..." Meng Lang said insincerely.

"To be honest, I almost gave up, but this time I can finally compete with my master.

But this is all thanks to you, Brother Meng!

If it weren't for the bitter trick you gave me, Master Yan wouldn't have changed his mind."

No, this probably has nothing to do with the bitter meat scheme or anything like that...

If there is, "White Night Journey" and "Mencius Spring and Autumn Annals" should be preceded by "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".

By simply doing a chronological question, you will know that what made Yan Weiwei change her mind was not the painful trick at all. Your few drops of painless blood were in vain...

"I'm really happy to be able to help... Haha!"

"Um...Brother Meng, I'm looking for you today. In addition to telling you this good news, I actually have something else I want to ask of you." Fan Shigang said with some embarrassment.

"What's up?"

"It's like this. Although Master Yan agreed, she also made a request."

"any request?"

"She wants me to be her sparring partner..."

"Sparring partner?" Meng Lang was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, Master Yan said that he hasn't sparred with anyone for a long time and his martial arts skills are a bit rusty, so he wanted to practice with me this afternoon..."

"Yeah! There's nothing wrong with it. It's just temporary."

Although it should be of no use...

"Um... I would like to ask Brother Meng to come with me."

"Huh? Why?" Meng Lang asked confused.

"I don't know Chanis Kung Fu, so why are you asking me to be the referee?"

"Ahem! The main reason is that the tone Master Yan gave me on the phone was a little stiff, and he seemed to be in a bad mood. He said he was going to be a sparring partner, so I was afraid that I would end up being a punching bag..." The other end of the phone laughed dryly.

"I think, Brother Meng, you have such a good relationship with Master Yan. With you by your side, Master Yan has to give you some face, so that he won't be too harsh."

So this is ah……

But... are you in a bad mood?

Then why do you want to get into trouble? What if you beat me up too?

"You are a big man after all, you are so big! If you can't beat Yan Weiwei, you won't be treated as a punching bag, right?"

"Alas! Then you are overestimating me. In terms of seniority, I have to call Master Yan uncle. In terms of strength, I am more self-aware. Master Yan is one step away from the legendary dark power."

"An Jin? Is there really such a thing?" Meng Lang asked curiously.

"Of course, it's just that very few people in the world can reach this level. For someone with my qualifications, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the threshold in my lifetime..."

Fan Shigang finished speaking with a hint of sadness, and then said.

"Brother Meng, if Jianghu is in an emergency, please help me. I'll treat you to dinner later!"

Is this a matter of eating?

In fact, he refused in his heart.

There are so many pressing matters at hand, which one is not life-threatening? There is no time to care about her turbulent inner world...

Well! Isn’t it just a volcanic eruption?

Go through the wind, make a roundabout way, and still have a crater that you can't avoid?

"Okay, let's talk about the location..."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Lang couldn't help but cover his face.

The subconscious is controlling your life, but you call it destiny...

The moment I made the decision, the poignant and famous scenes on the cruise ship kept popping up in my mind.

Reason told him not to go into this muddy water, but emotions controlled the final choice...

Meng Lang was thinking.

How can you be yourself?

Instead of letting your own brain become a racecourse for other people's thoughts...

…

Su City, Huqiu District.

Red ribbon boxing gym.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Yan Weiwei, who was wearing a training uniform, looked at Meng Lang in surprise.

"Haha! By coincidence, I happened to bump into Brother Meng on the way here, so we came over to join in the fun."

Fan Shigang explained with an honest smile.

"Well! I came here to watch and learn. In fact, I am also very interested in kung fu. By the way, I also joined the martial arts enthusiasts association in college." Meng Lang looked seriously.

In fact, if you think about it, Yan Weiwei has outstanding martial arts skills and is the honorary captain of the Xiaoyu Guards.

Having her protecting the Lin sisters is like having an extra layer of protection.

After all, one is a future scientist who is under training, and the other is a unique "author" at present. If either one has an accident, it will be a huge loss for him.

To achieve the goal of the "United Front Against Night Stalkers", someone like Yan Weiwei needs to be strong and powerful, have a good background, have a wide network of contacts, be able to introduce "clients" from time to time, and have a reliable and trustworthy personality. Isn't that what I need? team member?

Yeah! You can still block the gun for yourself at critical moments...

Sometimes, isn’t what a man needs just a little sense of security?

Meng Lang convinced himself in this way...

Yan Weiwei stared at Meng Lang for a while, curled her lips and turned around.

"Fan Shigang, go put on protective gear!"

Hmm! I checked my eyes and it seems that I am indeed in a bad mood.

While Fan Shigang was putting on his protective gear, Meng Lang looked around at the boxing gym.

It covers an area of ​​more than 300 square meters, with a boxing ring in the center and a lot of professional training equipment around it. However, it is completely empty, let alone customers, and there is not even a girl at the front desk.

"Why are there no customers here?" Meng Lang asked curiously.

"The boss is not doing well and is about to go bankrupt. I just borrowed it for a day. You know the boss too, his surname is Hu."

Hu? Hu Yifei?

"Well...that's really unfortunate."

A professional who failed in investment, this is...

"Unfortunately, some people fail, and at worst they will have to do it again. Some people fail, but they may never have a chance again!"

"Well……"

Meng Lang asked tentatively after hearing something in the other person's words.

"You seem to be in a bad mood today?"

"Nothing, I just had a quarrel with the old man at home."

Stretching, twisting the waist, pressing the legs... Yan Weiwei said expressionlessly while doing warm-ups.

The practice clothes she was wearing were a set of loose meditation clothes made of linen similar to Tang suit, which looked very light and flexible.

During the activity, he showed off his amazing flexibility...

Meng Lang calmly retracted his gaze from the other party's waist and said doubtfully.

"Quarrel? Didn't you already agree to attend that mountain climbing meeting? Why are you still quarreling?"

Yan Weiwei curled her lips.
To be continued...