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Chapter 382 I wish he died

As Scar spoke, he pointed at Meng Yan with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, Li Tianming saluted very respectfully: "Captain Dao, I don't know. I had the honor to meet this friend in the stone gambling shop in Yangon a few days ago. He is a prime minister from Xia Guolai."

Teacher and friend."

"Although he is young, his eyesight is amazing. The piece of purple jade full of eggplant that I took away from him for five million yuan was the first piece of material he gambled on in the stone gambling shop."

"If you ask me, this friend's vision is probably not inferior to mine, and most likely not inferior to my father's."

Li Tiantan on the side looked contemptuous of Meng Yan before, but now he didn't stand up to refute anything after hearing this. He just stood there without saying a word, pretending to be incomprehensible.

Meng Yan looked at the posture and realized that He Zuo was indeed tricking himself.

Showing this guy the rough stone would make him want to kill himself.

"Oh?" After hearing Li Tianming's words, Scar turned his head and looked at Meng Yan with a little more interest in his eyes. He raised his hands and cupped his fists.

"What I said just now is very offensive. Please don't take it to heart."

"Don't you know your friend's surname?"

Meng Yan also clasped his fists and responded: "My surname is Meng, and my given name is only Yan. I don't know how to call Mr. Leader?"

"They all call me Captain Knife, you can just call me Scar!" Scar responded.

"Are Brother Meng Yan really a jade fortune teller as they say?" Scar asked.

Meng Yan waved his hand: "I only know a few tricks, but in terms of ability, I am definitely not as good as Mr. Tiantan, the president of the Jade Trade Union."

"Hmph, it's good to know." Li Tiantan snorted coldly and looked at Meng Yan with an arrogant expression.

"To receive such praise from Vice President Li Tianming, I'm afraid it requires more than just a few tricks!" Scar said with a hearty smile, and then pointed to the position beside him.

"Brother Meng, please! There will be a lot of trouble today!"

"Look at the stone for me. If it comes out green, you will be rewarded with a big red envelope!"

He didn't say what the consequences would be if the stone was opened. Of course, Meng Yan knew what the consequences would be.

With that crazy energy just now, Meng Yan wouldn't be surprised at all when he pulls out a gun and wants to kill himself.

Li Tianming on the side took half a step back, gave up the stage, and looked at Meng Yan with a look of gloating.

Mr. Meng, you have to behave well. If you can't get green for a while, you may have to bury yourself here.

Nightingale took Meng Yan's hand and followed him forward. The group of men surrounding her immediately cast greedy glances at her without concealing it.

If Scar hadn't been here, the hungry wolves surrounding him would have taken action.

Nightingale felt the gazes around her and showed no sign of timidity. When she reached Scar, she stretched out her hand and shook his hand politely.

"Miss Nightingale, you are still so beautiful." Scar leaned down and kissed the back of Nightingale's hand gently. Like his subordinates, he did not hide the light in his eyes.

Nightingale smiled coquettishly and said: "Captain Dao has given you too much praise. You are still as handsome as I saw at the last dance."

Meng Yan suddenly smelled a fragrance from the nightingale, which was not there just now?!

His mind instantly thought of the incident where he was seduced by her on the highway. He subconsciously tried to pull his arm out of her hand, but she grabbed it tightly and pulled the flesh hard.

This woman is so cruel.

The men around him obviously smelled the fragrance, and Meng Yan could visibly see the scar in front of him sniffing hard, wishing he could suck in all the air in the room.

For a man who hasn't seen a woman for a month, let alone a soldier, he must have done a lot of physical exercise on weekdays, so it's actually terrifying.

At this time, Nightingale took a step forward and looked at the scarred face in front of her with a smile. There was an indescribable charm on her face, and she looked like a fox demon.

"At that time, Captain Dao was in high spirits at that dance, which left a deep impression on several of my best friends."

"There is no woman who doesn't like a real man like Captain Dao."

After Nightingale said these words, Meng Yan could see Scar's breathing becoming visibly heavier.

"Hahahaha! Miss Nightingale, you are so praised, so praised!"

"It's my honor, Scar, to know such a beauty as Miss Nightingale!"

"Whoever can marry Miss Nightingale will be blessed for several lifetimes!"

Meng Yan suddenly felt nervous. What should he do when the relationship between him and Nightingale was introduced?

If he said he was a pretty boy, would he be beaten to death on the spot?

However, no matter which pot was left unopened, just when Meng Yan started to worry about this matter, Li Tianming, who had been standing silently by the side, spoke up.

"Captain Dao doesn't know something. The Meng Yan next to Miss Nightingale is the man the commander said has cultivated blessings for several lifetimes."

Meng Yan felt like taking pills.

However, unexpectedly, as soon as Li Tianming finished speaking, Meng Yan felt that the people around him were looking at him with the intention of not killing him.

On the contrary, there is some... admiration?

Nightingale smiled and said: "Who told you that Li Tianming and Mr. Meng Yan are my husband?"

Li Tianming immediately retorted: "Miss Nightingale, you are really forgetful. In the Ferrari just now, I watched you two flirting with each other and hugging each other lively!"

"You personally admitted that Meng Yan is your sweetheart!"

It was indeed an illusion, Meng Yan felt that he was still finished!

At the same time, a pair of big hands patted Meng Yan on the shoulder.

Scar.

"Hahahaha! Brother Meng Yan, I didn't expect that he is a master in love. He can even throw himself into the arms of a beauty like Miss Nightingale!"

After saying that, Scar gave a thumbs up.

Li Tianming on the side was stunned, and Meng Yan himself did not come back to his senses.

Nightingale on the side looked at Meng Yan with a mischievous smile, and smiled in Meng Yan's ear.

"I didn't expect that."

Seeing the appreciative look on Scar's face, Meng Yan was confused.

Then Scar withdrew his hand, and Meng Yan took the opportunity to take a few steps to the side, getting closer to Nightingale and asking.

"Nightingale, do the people here have different standards of love than our Xia country?"

Nightingale did not shy away from it: "In our country of Myanmar, women are more often than not objects, do you understand?"

"That Scar was the dead brother of the King of Northern Burma, and he was also the leader of a regiment. How many women do you think he played with?"

Meng Yan seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

However, there seemed to be no room for him to figure it out at the moment, so he turned around, picked up a rough stone, and called Meng Yan over.

"Brother Meng, help me see what this rough stone looks like."

Meng Yan took the rough stone from his hand and looked at it in his hand.

The rough stone is not big, weighing about ten kilograms, and can be held in one hand.


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