Chapter 59

The old man took back his eyes and looked at Qin Kuang. His eyes were no longer dazzling, and he was more appreciative.

"Two, please follow me."

Qin Kuang got out of the car and found that it was the top of the mountain.

A winding road, like a jade belt, I do not know how many turns to reach.

To the East, there is a cliff.

Outside the stone fence, there is fog rising and surging, just like a fairyland.

And the rear, is a row of red brick green tile single storey small bungalows.

At a glance, there are at least dozens of them.

Along with the mountain, there are various pavilions and small gardens.

Wild flowers and potted plants are interesting to each other, but there is no sense of conflict.

The spring tinkles and the birds sing.

It's like a paradise.

Qin Kuang felt relaxed and happy.

The last trace of melancholy in my heart also disappeared.

The old man's name is Wangyue Jushi.

Therefore, he created Wangyue villa on Wangyue peak.

At the moment, Qin Kuang and Huang Wanyu are sitting in the moon tower, enjoying the special dinner of the moon watchers.

There are not many dishes, but they are all strange delicacies that Qin Kuang has never tasted before.

When asked what it was, the moon watchers laughed and said nothing.

But the delicious food in the mouth made Qin rave about it.

Especially a kind of fruit wine, Qin Kuang tasted it for the first time in his life.

About this fine wine, the moon watchers did not hide it.

"This wine is called houer wine. As the name suggests, it's made from wild monkeys in the mountains who pick a hundred fruits and flowers. It's pure natural and pollution-free."

"Monkey spirit, more able to cross the cliff, picking the elixir that ordinary people can't pick."

"And monkey wine is just a general term. In fact, every kind of wine has no clear formula, and its efficacy and taste are also different."

Qin Kuang was surprised and said, "I heard monkeys singing in the back mountain before. Did the hermit raise a group of wild monkeys to make wine?"

"It's true that this kind of authentic monkey wine is rare in the world. It's a rare fate that Qin Xiaoyou can taste it," he said seriously

Huang Wanyu laughs: "in this case, we're going to get drunk. Come on, brother Qin, let's drink."

Qin Kuang also laughed, feeling that the moon watcher was very serious and funny.

However, whether the monkey wine is true or not, the taste is really delicious.

Qin Kuang also let go of drinking.

Anyway, this wine is more delicious than any fruit wine he has ever drunk.

Looking at the moon, this man seems to be serious and pedantic.

But it's actually very interesting and absolutely not uncomfortable.

With such people, Qin Kuang feels very comfortable.

For Huang Wanyu, Qin Kuang has inexplicable trust.

Three people chat at will, drink good wine, eat delicious food, endless fun.

Unconsciously, the night came, he slowly felt a sense of fatigue.

Fruit wine is also wine.

Qin went to sleep.

It's very quiet.

In the early morning, Qin Kuang opened his eyes but let out a cry of surprise.

He looked at the familiar environment and couldn't believe it.

Then, he lifted the quilt again and his face turned black.

I only wear a pair of triangle underpants.

And it's not the original one.

Is it hard, Huang Wanyu

He shivered and turned pale.

When I got out of bed, my legs were shaking and weak.

And the waist, also a little sour.

There are a hundred indescribable strange scenes in my mind.

Huang Wanyu seems to be the absolute protagonist of these scenes.

Torture him and squeeze him in all the ways Qin Kuang might think of.

Oh, My God!

He put his hands over his face and let out a cry of sadness.

As if to confirm his conjecture, Huang Wanyu's phone rings.

Qin Kuang trembled, walked to the sofa and sat down, gritting his teeth to answer the phone.

"Miss Huang, what happened last night?"

He said almost every word.

Huang Wanyu was in a good mood: "brother Qin, you got up so early. I thought you were going to sleep till night."

"How do you feel? Is there anything wrong? "

In the face of her wolf grandmother's care, Qin Kuang doesn't know whether he should be happy or angry.

He took a deep breath and said, "thank you for your concern. I just want to know how I came back last night and if anything happened."

Huang Wanyu said: "of course, it was I who worked hard to bring you back."

"You're too drunk to wake up, but you're pretty good, cluck cluck."

As Huang Wanyu said this, she seemed to think of something and was very happy.

Qin Kuang is full of black lines.

He's so big, he's so helpless for the first time.

"Miss Huang, who helped me undress?"

"And underpants."

He nearly pinched the phone with his hand.

Huang Wanyu said with a smile: "brother Qin, you don't doubt what I did to you, do you?"

"I'm a pure good girl. Although I adore elder brother Qin, I haven't reached the extreme level yet."

"Don't worry, it was made by an aunt I asked."

Qin Kuang's face turned pale and said in a trembling voice: "big... Aunt?"

He suddenly had a terrible idea.

It's said that thirty is like a wolf and fifty is like the earth.

Aunt in the face of such a drunk handsome guy, can you put down the idea of unrestrained?

How many times have you been squeezed?

He threw away the phone and let out a roar of collapse.

Huang Wanyu is so scared that her mobile phone falls to the ground. When she picks it up, the phone has been cut off.

"Brother Qin is so strong! I can't believe I can scream so loud when I've been drawn so much blood. "

"I would have smoked more if I had known."

She is in a complete closed laboratory.

On the platform, there are several glass bottles.

One bottle is 1000 ml, two bottles are 2000 ml.

All the blood of ordinary people's body adds up to only 5000 ml.

And blood, 400 ml is almost the limit.

But Huang Wanyu took 2000 ml of blood from Qin Kuang.

If this were an ordinary person, he would have lost too much blood to die.

Can Qin crazy, unexpectedly just feel limbs soft, can also make a phone call, loud roar.

Such a strong constitution has already exceeded the limit of human beings.

Qin hung up and fell on the sofa, dizzy for a while.

Since he joined the Shenzhou organization when he was 14 years old, he has been holding his breath, arming himself, strong and fearless.

He had never felt so weak, even though he was seriously injured and in endless danger.

Qin Kuang put away all his thoughts and began to work his mind method to cultivate his spirit.

Inside the body, there's a flow of heat.

It seems that the monkey wine last night is still working.

This wine has no stamina.

The effect is a little strange.

At this moment, Qin Kuang fully felt the feedback from the monkey wine.

The lost power is coming back little by little.

This time, he didn't wake up until the evening.

During the holiday, Lao Zhang and others didn't call.

It's just that in the wechat group, Aite gave him a few times to go to their home when he was free.

Qin Kuang didn't respond, and a few people didn't say it again.

These people used to be coolies. They didn't have holidays to accompany their families and children.

It's rare to have a long holiday now. Naturally, we should cherish it.

Lin Feifei calls and tells Qin Kuang that things are going well.

But cars are a problem.

Song Qingling has helped Zhang Ziling with all the formalities.

And it's very sensitive to the fact that Shenzhou organization cleans people's memory without authorization. Only real internal members will know.

Song Qingling didn't know Qin Kuang's decision.

Qin Kuang didn't say much about it.

The relationship didn't officially begin.

It's over, and it won't hurt too much.

On the contrary, song Chaoxian brought good news.

Sun mu, wake up!

After washing, Qin changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Curinan was also driven back to the villa garage by Lin Feifei.

Qin Kuang got on the bus and went straight to the position song Chaoxian said.

It was a private club belonging to Song Qingling.

Sun Mu was imprisoned inside.

Although the mood has calmed down, sun Mu is still in a daze.

The bloody impact and the oppression of Qin's killing will lead to his psychological collapse.

For a while and a half, it is impossible to really recover.

Qin Kuang's appearance is more like a symbol, which makes him suddenly irritable, yelling in horror, shrinking in the corner, shivering.

"Mr. Qin, it seems that you left him a deep psychological shadow, so that he collapsed when he saw you."

Song Chaoxian has some helpless ways.

He is now more respectful to Qin Kuang.

In the war yesterday, Qin Kuang killed so many people, leaving an indelible impression in his heart.

What's more, after the event, there was a professional team to clean up the scene.

Although no one told him who Qin Kuang was.

But in his opinion, he has already guessed.

Qin Kuang looks at Sun Mu lightly, and his tone is as gentle as possible.

"Tell me what you know, and I won't be in front of you anymore, OK?"

Although it was the tone of discussion, it fell in sun Mu's ear, but it was like the will of the devil, which could not be violated.

He nodded repeatedly and said in a trembling voice, "I will. I'll tell you everything. Please don't kill me."