The only way to prevent yourself from getting into the muddy water of Anqing Hou is to move Anqing Hou out of the muddy water.

Obviously, Anqing Hou came in seclusion and would not leak the news. Manager Liu was always cunning and naturally would not get involved in the muddy waters.

What Mr. Meng had to do was just to close the news. Eliminating Master Sun's affairs was undoubtedly the easiest way.

A small misunderstanding official who is not a good person will die if he dies. Who will pay attention to it?

He had completed the task assigned by Wang Ting, and there was a ghost master who led it, so the superiors couldn't help but disbelieve it.

In this way, this errand will be completely solved.

Just as Mr. Meng was about to move, a round object rolled out from Vice Chief Chen's sleeve.

When Mr. Meng picked it up, he saw that it was a video bead that activated the ban, and the light and shadow appeared. The recording was the scene of his conversation with Vice Director Chen.

It turned out that Vice Chief Chen could not believe all of Mr. Meng's words at all. In order to prepare for a backup, he did not hesitate to pluck this precious audio-visual bead secretly activated.

Mr. Meng really didn't notice it, but he didn't know that Mr. Meng was also secretly making plans.

He took the initiative and let Vice Chief Chen have some fun and all his thoughts go to nothing.

"Bah, the shameless dog thief, I also want to frame this marquis."

Mr. Meng casually popped up a ball and instantly burned Vice Director Chen's body to ashes.

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The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

In the Shenjing, it was still early winter. The Mengxiaguan generation, which went west five hundred miles away, had already smelled of the middle of winter.

The snow is three feet long and covered with yellow sand that has covered tens of thousands of miles. Even the green poplars that have been green for years have been wrapped in pure white.

The cold wind rolled up the snow, crossed the Onion Mountains, wrapped in a fresh smell, and went straight to Mengxia Pass.

Mengxia Pass, the border between the Buddha Kingdom of Dayue and Tiantian is located, because it has only 500 miles of Shenjing, and it has the special meaning of "the emperor guards the country's gate".

Therefore, it is regarded as the number one hurdle in the world and has been reduced to a thousand years, which is of great significance.

However, the border is desolate and sparsely populated. In addition to the scholars and poets who are attracted by the majestic frontier chapters in the books, they occasionally come. There are very few pedestrians and few business trips here.

But since yesterday evening, a piece of news came that the remote border was suddenly bustling.

"Shopkeeper, I've found out clearly and said yes, the madman is about to come out of seclusion."

In the steaming kitchen, a green-skinned boy wrapped in a shabby sheepskin coat rushed into the kitchen, gasping for breath, pinching his throat while urging, and the white mist sprayed out of his mouth almost covered the steamer.

The big shopkeeper, who was like an iron tower, was holding a three-foot-long thick iron hook in each hand. In the wide soup pot that could be used as an ordinary swimming pool, he pulled two fat pigs that had been cooked orange and red. Hearing the sound, he turned his head and slapped his hand, which made the green-skinned boy almost fall to the ground. "What's the news? What's the news? How about the entertainment?"

The young man shivered, "Palm, shopkeeper, I'll go and inquire again."

The big shopkeeper glared at me, "Go to your mother, ask for something, don't you care about it. As long as you pay for your meal, who am I afraid of? Those who open a shop are afraid of big-bellied men? Hurry up and cook these two braised pigs for me. If you don't serve food, the two new ancestors can dismantle our store. In addition, please quickly greet Ermao, go to Huaxi Village, and attract all the idle men. The village's fat pigs, chickens and wine are all here. Now that I have opened a market for liberty, I have to eat enough."

The kitchen is as noisy as the sea, and the hall is as noisy as the sea.

This small shop is extremely simple. Except for the kitchen with adobe guns, the main shop in front is just a wide straw shed. The solid wooden stakes penetrated deeply into the soil. The top is covered with layers of thick straw felt, with wide open on the front, and thick wool felt hanging on both sides. There are forty or fifty tables in the two acres of square straw shed.

In the middle of each table, there is a red mud stove filled with fire, either warming wine or stewing oily soup pots. Forty or fifty stoves emit amazing heat. On this day when the north wind blows snow and dripping water turns into ice, this thatched hut has become a rare place to escape the cold.

On weekdays, it is the limit to reach 30% of this thatched hut. However, since this morning, more than three times more customers have entered the store than usual.

For a time, the entire thatched hut was packed with 200 guests, occupying the last seat of the entire thatched hut.

So much so that the guests who arrived continuously could only be settled in a newly reclaimed simple straw shed. The villagers of half a village were hired to make some quick money.

In the thatched hut, the fire was raging, the smoke was steaming, the wine cups were intertwined, and the sounds were trembling.

The voices of disputes, debates, teasing, and jokes eventually disappeared.

"Everyone listens to Old Bai, the roaring wolf, the winged tiger, the cultivation level, and the name in the world, you two are also a powerful person who has established a name. However, when it comes to being well-informed and knowledgeable, who can be as good as Old Bai? No matter what, just about the seventy-two main stores under Old Bai's name and the 36th escort agency, is the first-class gathering of news from the world. I want to compare with Old Bai. I don't interrupt, just say the news is very clear, and I advise you to stop and listen to Old Bai's words to us first."

The man who spoke loudly was a magnificent man, nearly nine feet tall, and his dark muscles were cast like steel and iron.

This person is Song Duanhu, the leader of the Duanhu Sect near Mengxia Pass. He has three thousand disciples under his command, all of whom are fierce in the dragon and tiger. He is an amazing powerful man near Mengxia Pass.

This time, the strong people around the world gathered at Mengxia Pass. Song Duanhu received the news and immediately welcomed them, in order to interact with heroes and expand their connections.

Now he gathers here and is also the host of his home. Whether he knows or not, as long as he enters this store, he will be entertained by him.

How much can the worldly wine and meat be worth? Even if there are tens of thousands of people and a meal, he will never be able to eat enough. However, the connections he has formed will benefit you for life.

Song Duanhu is a host, and he is versatile. After his words, the noise and the audience stopped.

Everyone's eyes gathered at the old man in the white robe who was in the same mat with Song Duanhu in the middle. The old man was reunited with a rich face, gently twisting three long whiskers, cutting a piece of roasted golden buttocks without any rushing, as if he was raising hundreds of gazes in the field, without any notice.

This determination alone makes people secretly praise it.
Chapter completed!