Starting by picking up a female fan, he swept through the martial arts world.

Qin Wei had been observing Mi Feng and Qi Qing's expressions. Seeing their reaction, he frowned slightly: "Have you two been living too comfortably for too long and forgotten the lesson that pride comes before a fall?"

"No, no, no!"

Mi Feng quickly explained, "Since the commander has given the order, there must be a reason. We will definitely strengthen the security around Zi Teng's body and not let a single fly in."

Although he still felt as if he had been humiliated by the name "Jiang Lang," the increased security because of Jiang Lang felt like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

But he also knew that Bai Heng wouldn't consider the balance of power, only whether the outcome was acceptable.

This is a ruthless person with extremely strong skills. If it weren't for Bai Heng's tacit approval, the Seven Emotions Vine's business in Linqi would never have reached its current scale.

In its attempt to seize huge sums of military funds in a short period of time, it has become somewhat like draining the pond to catch all the fish.

High returns.

The risks are equally high.

You can tell how much Bai Heng values ​​this matter just by listening to what Qin Wei said.

Linqi District is the territory of the vertical system, and querying personnel passage data requires a very high level of privilege.

Besides Bai Heng, only the director of the Linqi Branch of the Public Security Bureau has the authority.

Even if a superintendent from the Linqi Precinct wants to apprehend a fugitive, he must first apply to the commissioner for permission.

Bai Heng was paying close attention and even sent someone to leak information to me, which was tantamount to taking sides and showed how much he valued it.

Even if it's a nuclear bomb, we must resolutely carry it out, let alone using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

He has benefited a lot from the Seven Emotions Vine; if he can't even handle this small matter, he shouldn't be in this business in the future.

Seeing his earnest attitude, Qin Wei nodded slightly: "Also! The commander only wants stability within the vertical alliance, not to exacerbate conflicts. Boss Mi knows what that means, right?"

"Know!"

Mi Feng smiled and nodded: "As long as Jiang Lang doesn't touch on the core issues, I will ensure his safety to the greatest extent possible."

Qin Wei finally showed a satisfied expression. He stood up and said, "It's getting late, I won't disturb you two any longer."

Mi Feng stood up and asked, "Is Staff Officer Qin going back?"

"I'm not going back. The commander gave me a few days off."

"That's perfect! I'll stay at Crescent Moon; I happen to have some work that I need your guidance on."

"Um……"

Qin Wei pondered for a moment, then finally nodded: "Okay!"

……

Jiang Lang had a hard time getting through that sleep.

Because he had an indecent dream all night, he would wake up every time it got to the crucial moment, and because he had no relevant experience, he didn't even know how the dream went on.

After four sleep periods, it was 5:30 a.m.

The phone buzzed, and Jiang Lang answered it sleepily.

"Hello, Miss Gu."

"Didn't you say you were going to call her Manzhi?"

Gu Manzhi's voice was still as intellectual and gentle as ever: "I made breakfast, but I can't finish it all by myself. Would you like to come and eat with me?"

Jiang Lang hesitated for a moment: "This..."

Gu Manzhi chuckled lightly: "Are you that afraid of me? You didn't even dare to come in the morning?"

Jiang Lang thought about it and agreed. He didn't need to be on guard like a thief, lest the other side think he was easy to bully and launch another large-scale attack. So he sat up and said, "Ten minutes!"

I hung up the phone, washed up, and checked out.

Walking along the river embankment, we soon arrived at the residential area that Gu Manzhi had mentioned.

She had already informed the security department, and Jiang Lang went in after giving his name.

I took the elevator to the seventh floor, and as soon as I knocked on the door, it opened.

"Brother, you're so fast!"

Gu Manzhi was pleasantly surprised. She leaned against the door frame, her cheongsam perfectly outlining her graceful figure.

Jiang Langren was dumbfounded: "You're cooking for yourself this morning, and wearing a cheongsam?"

Gu Manzhi chuckled lightly: "My wearing a cheongsam has nothing to do with this morning, or with cooking, it only has to do with you. Do you think it looks good?"

"I have a daughter..."

"I'll assume you don't have one until I meet your girlfriend."

"Let's eat first!"

Jiang Lang had a headache, so he stepped aside and walked to the dining table.

This is a small two-bedroom apartment with poor natural lighting and a slightly damp feel inside.

However, it was cleaned very well, which gave people a good impression.

On the table was a bowl of steaming tofu pudding, a dish of meat sauce, a dish of chive blossoms, and two soft, fluffy pancakes glistening with oil.

Gu Manzhi sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him: "I heard that people in Liaocheng like to eat this, so I learned how to make it. You should try it."

"It smells nice."

Jiang Lang breathed a slight sigh of relief when he saw that she was just sitting opposite him and didn't seem to be trying to take advantage of him.

I poured the meat sauce and chive blossoms into the tofu pudding, mixed it up, and then started to enjoy it immensely, even taking the opportunity to say a few words of praise.

Not to flatter her, but what she made really did have a bit of the flavor of Liaocheng.

However, such natural food was a luxury for me at that time, and synthetic meat was more in line with the "taste of home".

The meal was eaten in a very quiet manner.

He wiped his mouth and noticed that Gu Manzhi was resting her chin on her hand, watching him with an undisguised smile in her eyes: "So this is how Mo Li eats!"

Jiang Lang ignored the fan-related comment: "Your eyes are a bit dark? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"I wasn't asleep."

Gu Manzhi smiled slightly: "When the news reported your death, I cried for days. How could I sleep when you suddenly appeared yesterday? Actually, I really wanted to ask you what you've been through all these years, but I was worried you'd find me annoying."

"It was right not to ask, it was really annoying."

"So am I a good girl? Someone like me is really suitable to be a wife, and also a mistress."

"..."

Jiang Lang was completely exasperated, feeling that the other party was simply impossible to select. He quickly changed the subject: "Then you should get some sleep and recharge before you go to conduct your research."

Gu Manzhi shook her head: "No need! I'll just drink a mental supplement. I don't want to delay your business. Wait for me a moment, I'll go change my clothes."

talking.

She then walked briskly into the bedroom.

Jiang Lang withdrew his gaze from her swaying waist, shook his head, and took the dishes to the kitchen to wash.

Before he had even finished washing, he heard Gu Manzhi's voice from behind him: "I wish every day could be like this, so I could wake up and see you, I could cook and you could wash the dishes..."

Jiang Lang didn't even turn his head: "If you say that again, I'll complain that you're harassing customers."

Gu Manzhi chuckled and said, "Then I'll quit my job and harass you full-time from now on."

"Gu Manzhi, do you know what I like about my girlfriend?"

"What?"

"Aloof and cold."

"..."

From that moment on, Gu Manzhi became aloof, and Jiang Lang became calm.

The two quickly left the house, choosing a commercial martial arts gym a mile away as their first stop.

This kind of martial arts school is different from a normal martial arts school. It is an entertainment and consumption-oriented institution. It does not accept students but only provides sparring partners for customers to vent their anger and relieve stress. In essence, it is similar to a foot massage parlor or maid shop, focusing on emotional value.

Most of the customers are young men from Qipu or small business owners, either young and impetuous with unfulfilled hormones or frustrated by business dealings.

Sparring partners are legendary tanks built with cheap potions; the money from that is way easier to earn than with ordinary jobs. As for getting crippled… what job doesn't have some risk?

One party is willing to give, and the other is willing to receive, resulting in a redistribution of social wealth, which makes everyone happy.

These places are also the regular sales channels for Seven Loves Vine.

The tendrils of the Seven Emotions Vine come in seven types, each corresponding to joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, love, hate, and desire.

What happened at the bar last night was related to love. It would extract mental energy in the form of "love" and create the illusion of love in a short period of time. It was a magic weapon for picking up girls and hooking up with rich guys.

However, relying too much on external forces can gradually cause a person to lose their corresponding instincts. Without the Seven Emotions Vine, they will never feel affection for the opposite sex again. Of course, the same sex is also not an option.

As for this commercial martial arts school, it uses rage vines, which are specifically designed to release anger.

Under the influence of the Seven Emotions Vine, the pleasure of releasing anger is even greater than that of indulging in lust.

Similarly, the Seven Emotions Vine doesn't care whether you feel good or not; it only wants to extract your soul power.

Jiang Lang and Gu Manzhi immediately fit the client profile. As soon as they entered, the training partner enthusiastically promoted their services to them, which they readily accepted.

As for the routine, it was very similar to what happened at the bar last night.

They fought for a while, then, finding the Seven Emotions Vine not strong enough, prepared to leave, declaring they would never come again.

Then, the sparring partner got hold of two high-end ones.

Gu Manzhi casually created a blind spot, loaded the high-end goods into the sampling chamber, then swapped them with a pre-prepared rattan shell, vented her frustration for a while, and then left.

In the car.

Jiang Lang frowned slightly: "If these places can legally operate Seven Emotions Vine, they will try every means to adulterate it with high-quality ingredients. It must be even more rampant in other places."

Gu Manzhi nodded coolly: "Yes!"

Jiang Lang: "..."

very good!

She really listened to him.

The two drove towards their next destination.

Gu Manzhi suddenly spoke up: "We're being followed."

"Um!"

Jiang Lang responded calmly. Some people's reaction speed is abnormally fast, so this matter is probably more complicated than imagined.