Chapter 159 On the Road of Degeneration, Drifting Away

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"Give it a name, so you don't have to call it hairy crab all day long." Wu Yaange was slightly drunk after drinking, her little face flushed. Biting the scallion fingers, he pondered for a while and said, "It's a hairy crab, with a pair of big claws that are very powerful and domineering. Let's name it boil! The crab's nickname is Guchangzi. From now on, let's call it Bogugut."

"Boiled without intestines?" Wang Yan also twitched the corner of his mouth, "Isn't that good? What if you pissed off Lao Ao and asked us to get lunch boxes one by one? For the author, we still have to respect it a little bit. It’s a hairy crab, why not name it Xie. How about calling it Xie Wuchang?”

"Anyway, it's a hairy crab. You can call it whatever you want." Wuya Ange seemed to be a little sleepy after being refreshed, and yawned lazily.

Thank you Gutless? Kakaka~ My hairy crab also has a name. From now on, my mighty and domineering hairy crab will be called Xie Wuchang! With a name, it is no longer a trick, and it will not be so easy to be eaten.

In this world, there is also a lot of love for hairy crabs. It waved a pair of big pincers, clicking and dancing the crab dance excitedly.

Before it could finish being happy, Wu Ya Ange kicked it up and flew out. It drew an arc in mid-air, and fell into the cold lake with a "puff".

"Bah bah!" The hairy crabs struggling in the lake, no, Xie Wuchang couldn't help but succumbed endlessly. A witch is a witch, moody. One minute ago, he thought this gutless boy was cute, but the next second he kicked him in the lake.

But when he thought of the strong sense of danger in her body, Xie Wuchang was inspired, and sighed that he couldn't be provoked. Quickly sank into the water, our little flower, Xiaocui, and Xiaoyanyan were better, graceful, gentle and considerate.

Ladies and gentlemen, your husband has returned from a victorious battle.

A huge crab figure greets the female crabs with its teeth and claws at the bottom of the lake.

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Next, Wuya Ange expressed that she was in a good mood. I want to go back and have a beauty sleep, so that I can recharge my energy and I will play Beimang tomorrow.

After Wang Yan and Wu Ya'ange said goodbye, they also returned to their home. After taking a shower, wearing a nightgown, lying in the grand master's chair with half-closed eyes and resting. Enjoying the clear moonlight sprinkled on people, the lake breeze blows away the impetuous mind.

The croaking and croaking of frogs, the clear and bright crickets. One after another, it spread to the ears, and the indescribable comfort and peace in the heart.

Tomorrow we will leave for Beimang.

Thinking about it carefully, I have only joined the China African Bureau for less than two months. But these two months are more exciting than the first half of my life combined.

Suddenly, the chirping of cicadas under the corner of the house suddenly stopped and became quiet.

Wang Yan slightly opened his glasses, and his keen sense of hearing caught the sound of rustling footsteps as the door opened downstairs. Wang Yan, who is not what he used to be, clearly sensed that Liu Lang, who had already fallen asleep, was tiptoing out.

Wang Yan rolled down from the teacher's chair, half opened the curtains, and looked down through the gaps in the climbing plants. But he saw a corpse Taoist in a long robe standing downstairs with his hands behind his back.

His zombie face, the robes of the Republic of China, coupled with the gentle night wind and the hazy moonlight. No matter how you look at it, the corpse Taoist exudes a strong eerie smell.

What's more, he didn't restrain his breath very much, otherwise those crickets might not be able to detect him.

After a while, Liu Lang pushed the electric car outside to meet the corpse Taoist.

"Little friend, why are you so slow? The old man has been waiting for a long time." The priest said excitedly, "Let's go, let's have some fun together, the old man can't wait."

"Mr. Shi, don't worry. Old Wang just came back, so it's not good to disturb him." Liu Lang lit a cigarette and said leisurely, "It's still early, if you don't feel like you're having enough fun, we can have fun all night. .Anyway, you are old and strong, and you are not afraid of tossing."

Wang Yan upstairs, with his excellent hearing ability, heard these words clearly. He couldn't help but help his forehead, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. The corpse Taoist and Liu Lang flirted together, and they really knew that stuff well, and they couldn't stop enjoying it.

You also said not to alarm yourself, is it because you are afraid that you will despise yourself? Alas, in this world, why are people so impetuous?

"No, although I can bear it physically, it's okay to fight all night. But tomorrow, my unit arranges for me to go on a business trip. Wouldn't I be laughed at for being listless on the road?" The corpse Taoist said sullenly, "Oh, it's annoying. Blame your stinky brat surnamed Wang for having to drag this old man on a business trip, which is really annoying. What a cunning brat."

"Hehe, our old Wang is still very good, he is kind and righteous. It's just that he is too serious in his work and too rigid in his private life. Life is only a few dozen years, and you have to enjoy yourself in time." Liu Lang said with a smile , "I can't grow old, and then look back and think that my life is worthless?"

"So the old man still thinks that you are the most suitable, little friend." The corpse Taoist swept away the haze, and laughed heartily, "The friendship between the old man and the little friend is the biggest turning point in life.

Sigh~ Wang Yan sighed and shook his head, depraved, really depraved. Thinking about the life of the corpse Taoist, he has also been passionate, domineering, and brilliant.

But who wants to be old, but can't get past the word "color", and colludes with Brother Lang to become adulterous and collude. But everyone has their own choice...

Just when Wang Yan was sighing, and was about to close the curtains, so as not to hear anything outside the window. Liu Lang squinted his eyes again, hehe~ smiled and said, "Since Mr. Shi, you are going on a business trip tomorrow, we shouldn't play all night today. Just play casually and satisfy your cravings. By the way, which girl do you want to choose tonight?"

Wang Yan's ears perked up, and his curiosity was hooked again.

"Which girl to choose? The old man is going to change his taste tonight. Well, I will choose the police girl with the gun." After the corpse Taoist finished speaking, he laughed sinisterly.

The sound was cold and evil, and the frogs and crickets within a radius of tens of meters were so frightened that they stopped their courtship calls.

Wang Yan in this room was also stunned.

Still look like this? Choose a police girl with a gun! The taste is really... No, it's not about the taste. The point is, has the shampoo room evolved to this level these days?

Could it be that the competition in that industry is so fierce now that such extreme methods are needed to attract customers?

"Jie Jie, Mr. Shi, your taste is indeed getting worse. But police girls are quite expensive, costing more than four thousand. Fortunately, you are rich and don't care about this." Liu Lang also imitated the corpse Taoist Jie Jie smiled strangely and said, "Well, I'll pick that girl who plays the piano and play with you."

"Ah!" Wang Yan sighed again, this world is so depraved and evil. It seems that Brother Lang has gradually drifted away on that road.

Human nature, how can it be so impetuous? More than four thousand, are you willing to do this? Think about how much I earned in a month when I was riding a tricycle to deliver TT.

Like the South, just get a set of fake uniforms casually, and the value will skyrocket. You really know how to strengthen your core competitiveness.

"Jie Jie, the old man is exhausted, let's go." The corpse Taoist seemed to have greatly increased his "sex interest", and urged with bright eyes, "Little friend, don't compete with the old man to pay tonight."

"Mr. Shi, don't worry, I'm so poor, of course I won't snatch it from you." Liu Lang rode his broken electric bike, carrying the corpse Taoist staggeringly away.

Wang Yan here, besides shaking his head and sighing, what else can he do? However, Wang Yan does not look down on those "women who have stumbled", it is an ancient and tenacious industry with great vitality.

There will be no shortage in the past, there will be no shortage now, and it will definitely exist in the future.

Just when Wang Yan was about to close the curtains and have a good sleep. A faint and excited voice sounded behind him: "Wang Yan, don't you have any curiosity about where they are going?"

Wang Yan was startled, and then turned his head to look helplessly at the person who came: "Sister An Ge, can I trouble you not to be so elusive? Every time you do this, you will scare me into a heart attack."

He was also very speechless, ever since Wuya Ange came back from a business trip, he regarded his home as her home. Anytime, anywhere, it will suddenly appear. And quietly, hard to find traces.

And she is very good at stealth, and now she has broken through to the domain level. The mystery of the action is unpredictable. Several times, Wang Yan was approached two or three meters by her, but he still didn't notice her.

Wu Ya'ange leaned on the sofa with half a glass of red wine between his fingers, and said lazily, "I'm doing this for your own good. There are many strong people in this world who are good at stealth assassination. You have to cultivate the ability to be vigilant at all times." Any whiff of habit around you."

The reasoning is correct, but Wang Yan always feels that it is not used to it, and it is not a taste. Changing the subject, he said, "I'm not interested in where they are going. Sister An Ge, you should go to bed early. You're going to brush up the Beiman dungeon tomorrow. Keep your spirits up."

"You're not interested, but I think it's quite interesting." Wu Ya Ange smiled coquettishly, "A police girl with a gun, a girl who plays the piano, the more you think about it, the more interesting it becomes. Come, accompany me to open your eyes."

"It's in the middle of the night, isn't it good?" Wang Yan said hesitantly, "Besides, the corpse Taoist is a veteran and strong man, and he has reached the point of proficiency in the use of mental power. It is not easy for us to track him."

"Since you are lacking in this aspect, let's treat it as a training session." Wu Ya'ange drank half a glass of red wine and said with a sweet smile, "The corpse Taoist is one of his own, so it's no big deal even if he finds out. In the future When you go out to carry out missions, what if you need to track and track stronger experts? If you are not careful at that time, you are very likely to die on the spot. Therefore, tracking and being tracked is a profound and important knowledge. Besides, Don't you really want to see a police girl with a gun?"

At the last sentence, Wu Ya An Ge's beautiful eyes slightly narrowed.

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