Chapter 1146

Hideki Toyoda first became a ninja and then became the first expert in Toyo.

All the attention of Fang Yuan was only attracted by the aura behind her, but ignored the root of her fame.

In the complex environment of sewers, Fangyuan and Toyoda Xiumin are piled up, which is like a warrior with fair force value in the local area, fighting with sharks in the sea, and the hope of winning is slim and slim.

What's more, Xiumin Toyoda is an absolute amphibious expert. No matter what kind of environment, she can drink a pot around.

"Why, Fangyuan, are you afraid?"

Seeing Fang Yuan holding a cigarette in his right hand, he half narrowed his eyes and didn't move for a long time. After he didn't say a word, yamahara's eyebrows flashed a light irony at the corners of his eyes, raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek: "if you're afraid, don't go. I think as long as I try my best, I can almost persuade her not to trouble you in the future. "

Her tone was still as gentle as that, but her title changed from "Fang Jun" to "Fang Yuan".

This shows that Fang Yuan's status has dropped a lot in her heart. Only because of the Japanese women's ancestral motto of "taking men as heaven and never offend them", yamahara Baidai did not light his man's nose and scold him like many little shrews who hate iron and steel in China: you're really a waste. You just watched the hooligan pinch my ass, but didn't fart?

As if she didn't hear or see what she thought in her heart, Fang Yuan pushed her hand away, stood up from the chair, walked to the door and said faintly, "it's getting late. Let's go."

Yamahara Baidai didn't say a word, but he skillfully followed him and followed him step by step.

The owner of a small restaurant squatting at the door of the stairs waiting for the call of distinguished guests, after hearing the sound of footsteps, looked back and quickly stood up with a flattering smile on his face: "Sir, this is --"

"I'm full. I have to go."

Fang Yuan came down and patted the boss on the shoulder: "man, I'm good at cooking. I hope I can have a chance to take care of you."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir!"

The boss was flattered by the bad check promised by Fang Yuan. He immediately patted his chest and swore that when the distinguished guest came again next time, he would let him taste his best Buddha jumping over the wall.

It is said that Buddha leaping over the wall occupies a very important position in the whole Chinese cuisine. Its ultra-high popularity is not comparable to domestic dishes such as vinegar and cabbage.

Fang Yuan was naturally noncommittal about what the owner of the small restaurant said, but he still smiled and nodded his agreement. Only when the boss and his wife sent them off, they got on the bus and lit the fire and went away.

On the way to the entrance of the highway tunnel where the car broke out a few days ago, Fang Yuan didn't speak and thought about their own thoughts. The car didn't stop at the side of the road until a young man walked down the hillside with his hands on his back.

Generally speaking, a pig has a pig's demeanor, and a brother has a brother's demeanor. This is formed through a long time of subtle influence in different environments. Demeanor can't be installed only by loading ratio.

"He came to advise you not to go into the sewer."

Yamahara Baidai, sitting on the co pilot, looked at Zhang Yi, who was standing not far in front of the car, and whispered.

"No, he's trying to persuade me to go instead or with me. He will never let go of any chance to kill Hideki Toyoda and avenge many compatriots. "

Fang Yuan said faintly, opened the door and got out of the car.

Yamahara Baidai didn't get out of the car. Daimei wrinkled slightly, put her right elbow on the window, and looked at the roadside at will. It seemed that she was enjoying the scenery, but her ears had stood up.

From the corner of her eye, Fang Yuan walked to the front and back of Zhang wing, didn't speak, took out a cigarette and handed it to him. The two men stood by the roadside, looked into the tunnel and stared affectionately.

It seems that they are trying to persuade each other after opening their mouth and prepare the final wording.

Yamahara Bai Dai smiled, his eyes fell on half of the hillside, and then saw a snake.

A little red snake, not much thicker than chopsticks, that is, about 30 cm, lies in a clump of weeds. The grass leaves where the snake lies have withered and turned white.

This is a dead snake. As for how to die, yamahara Baidai doesn't know or what the name of this snake is, but he can see that it is a poisonous snake. Otherwise, the weeds under the body won't wither, let alone look dead for several days and the body hasn't been eaten by small insects such as ants.

The poisonous snake and the dead body also make those insects and animals afraid.

With a soft crash, the two small pieces of soil rolling down from the top of the hillside distracted yamahara's eyes from the snake's body and looked up subconsciously.

A white haired old woman in a cheap dark red coat fork and black pants, with a bamboo basket in her left hand and a crutch in her right hand, hobbled past the highest part of the hillside, bent down, looked down at the ground, and didn't pay any attention to a car parked below. There was a beautiful woman sitting in the car and two handsome boys in front of the car.

It seems that the three red men and green women together are not as important as a wild vegetable in her bamboo basket.

When yamahara Baidai saw the old woman, someone from Fangyuan also saw her. They both looked up with their necks, and then lowered their heads.

This tunnel is located in the suburb of Anyang. There are mountains and rare villages nearby. It looks pretty good in environmental protection. Every spring, city people come here like going to the market. Women in their 40s also paint old cucumbers with green paint, dress up as little girls picking mushrooms and dig wild vegetables.

Wild vegetables have always been nature's reserve food for poor and middle-class farmers who can't afford to eat and drink. However, with the significant improvement of China's material life, they have changed and become the staple food when people "remember hardship and think of sweetness".

Now, although it is the midsummer season, it is no longer the beginning of spring. Wild vegetables such as shepherd's purse, which has escaped the poisonous hands of the public, have long swayed flowers and prepared for reproduction.

The old woman came here with a bamboo basket at this time. It seems that she won't get much harvest, but it's just the idea of those who don't understand nature. In fact, the roots of many wild vegetables in midsummer are also pure natural meals. Maybe she will harvest one or two wild mushrooms, which can remind her of her brother holding her little hand decades ago, Happiness giggling in the spring breeze.

The appearance of an old woman is destined to be like the death of her life in a few years. She really can't attract other people's attention. At least the three people just looked at her. They didn't even bother to look at her again, so they looked at the tunnel again.

It's not a beautiful and handsome man without clothes. Is it necessary to pay attention?

The Diamond Mountain tunnel is not too long or very short. It is about seven or eight hundred meters. Looking from here, you can see a bright spot like a small mirror, that is the tunnel exit.

There are orange lights at the top and both sides of the tunnel.

As for why most of the lights in the tunnel are orange instead of other colors, Fang Yuan disdained to consider at this time. He took a cigarette and asked, "which department are you going to work in the future?"

"Go back to the army."

Zhang Yi pursed the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly: "I don't know where to go except returning to the army. As if I came to this world to be a professional soldier in peacetime. If you have to break into other industries like seven or eight years ago, you will only be disappointed. Like a defeated dog, you will run back to the army with your tail between your legs. "

"You don't have to bury yourself. Your contribution to the organization is much greater than mine. "

Fang Yuan looked at him sideways and said, "and your greatest strength is that you are calm and smart enough to decide quickly. Just this courage, I can't compare. "

"Fang Yuan, when did you learn to pat your horse?"

Zhang Yi frowned and asked discontentedly, "do you think that if your upper lip touches the wave of your lower lip, I listened to your opinion and took the initiative to submit my resignation to apply for going away, which makes you feel sorry for me?"

Without waiting for Fang Yuan to say anything, brother Zhang Yi sneered: "Hey, I tell you, the reason why I handed in my resignation is because I don't want to stay in this department. If I don't want to go, don't say it's you. Even if my father comes, points my nose and scolds me to break my leg, he won't want me to give in. "

"I understand. Who are you, brother Zhang Yi?"

Fang Yuan smiled and didn't care that his clothes seemed to be famous brands, so he leaned on the hillside.

"What's the special name, brother? Did you give it to me?"

Zhang Yi also imitated his appearance, leaned on the hillside, turned his eyes and scolded: "grass, whose elder brother can be so cowardly as me? When others don't want to see me, I have to go away with my tail. "

Fang Yuan took a cigarette, his smile converged, and said faintly, "whether you or tieliao, it's better for Guo Yiqin to sit in that chair. I believe in the vision of the dragon head. Since he arranged it like this, he must have considered it carefully and comprehensively. "

"Alas."

Brother Zhang sighed a little depressed and said, "Ang, you're right. We have a big gap with Guo Yiqin. At least, we won't be as cruel as him. If necessary, we can sacrifice even the closest people -- to tell the truth, I'm still unconvinced when I heard that he took over the dragon head. But now I've figured it out. You're right. If you want to deal with those evil devils, you can't play without being cold-blooded and cruel. "

"Just think so."

A happy look appeared on Fang Yuan's face.

Zhang Yi's elder brother also gave him a disdain expression of "grass", then sucked his nose and said, "if you have a chance to go to Beijing in the future, if you encounter an eye opener, report my name to Lord Zhang."

"Shit. Are you ready to be a young master? "

Fang Yuan scolded.

The so-called young master soldiers are all in the army. There is no shortage of "allowances and benefits" that should be paid, but they will not show up in the army. Instead, they will be a little dandy among the ten feet of soft red and enjoy a happy life envied by Fang Yuan.

"Envy?"

Zhang Yi admitted with a smile: "if you envy me, then come back to Beijing with me."

"Go by yourself. I don't have such a good life as you."

Fang Yuan stood up and stretched out his right hand: "man, I wish you a wonderful life."

Zhang Yi didn't shake hands with Fang Yuan, but looked at him obliquely and didn't speak.

"You can't go."

Fang Yuan still stretched out his hand and said faintly.

"Can you stop me?"

Zhang Yi asked.

"I can't stop it."

Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "if you have to go, I have to stop if I can't stop it."

Zhang Yi's face was gloomy, his right hand shook, a snow-white knife light flashed, and said in a gloomy tone: "then you'll try to block it."