Ten o'clock the next day.

Wang Lang took a plane to Guyuan City.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Lang arrived at his destination.

After getting off the plane, Wang Lang looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

This place was here when I was a child. More than ten years have passed. More than ten years ago, this place was a dilapidated western town with nothing. Moreover, the folk customs here are so strong that they have enough confidence in speaking.

Normally, when people from the south come here, they will be trembling when they say a few words to the people here, and they will feel like they want to fuck you after saying a few words. But the people here really don’t have this meaning, they just have a loud voice.

After getting off the plane, Wang Lang took out his phone and turned it on and looked at the time. He took a taxi to the hotel he had booked in advance. He took a cool shower and recalled the information about the Rattlesnake.

The current name of the Rattlesnake is Xu Wenqiang. He works as a psychiatrist in a psychological counseling institution and lives in Xin'an Community, No. 47 Zhongshan Road. His grandson has three houses here.

After coming here, this grandson learned nothing else, but he learned to master it.

Lying on the bed, Wang Lang closed his eyes and thought carefully about what to do.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the door was knocked.

Wang Lang stood up and opened the door.

An old lady stood at the door, pushing a small cart, "Sir, do you want to do laundry?"

Wang Lang grinned, reached out and grabbed the old lady's ear and lifted it into the room.

The old lady slapped Wang Lang's back of the hand, "Uncle Master let go, it hurts."

He grabbed the old lady into the door, and Wang Lang let go.

The old lady rubbed her ears, "Uncle Master, can't you be nicer to girls?"

Wang Lang grabbed the old lady's ear, "I've grown so big. I used to follow my butt and let me steal fruits. Now I've turned into an old lady."

The old lady made a face at Wang Lang and stuck out her tongue.

He reached out to touch his face and spit out two things from his mouth. He put it in too fast and couldn't see clearly. He took off his head hood, took out a bottle of water from his pocket and washed his face, and finally revealed a delicate baby face.

She is a very cute little girl with a pair of tiger teeth and she smiles very cutely.

"Uncle Master, why did you remember to come to me?"

Wang Lang sat on the chair, "Of course there is something to do when he finds you. Last time he asked Butterfly to clean up a group of people, and a lot of people were lost in the family. This time I came here, I became the leader of those people, but that person knew me and it was not easy to get close to. I asked you to come over and put on some makeup for me, so I could get close to him."

The little girl said oh, and went out and pushed the cart in, "Uncle Master, what are you going to make a transformation?"

"You can do it yourself. You can't let him recognize me. Also, there is a tattoo on my finger. You can try not to let him see it." Wang Lang raised his middle finger.

The little girl looked carefully, then stood in front of Wang Lang and looked at Wang Lang.

"Uncle Master, this finger is chopped off."

"Belly, I'll give you the courage to say it again." Wang Lang looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile.

The little girl rubbed Wang Lang's head with a smile, "I'm teasing you, uncle."

Wang Lang closed his eyes and touched Wang Lang's face for a long time, "Uncle Master. How are you practicing Bajiquan?"

"What's wrong?" Wang Lang said casually.

"Then you will pull your spine higher later. I won't have to find a way to adjust your height. I'll put on makeup and turn it into a vulgar university professor, okay?" asked Lingdang.

Wang Lang gritted his teeth and said, "Change another."

"That wretched old uncle who put on makeup to a sluggish one?" Lingling asked again.

Wang Lang's mouth was almost bitten to pieces, "Ling, can't you think of any other words except vulgarity?"

"Emmmm, why don't I even say it's depressed?" Lingdang said with a smile.

"I'm so happy if I'm naughty?"

"Uncle Master, I'm wrong."

After looking at it for a long time, Lingdang began to take action. He took out a few small needles from a small box on his waist and stabbed them on Wang Lang's face. He took out two small balls and stuffed them into Wang Lang's mouth for him to hold them in.

It took me more than an hour to clean up.

The bell clapped his hands and took out a small mirror from the small box like a treasure chest and shook it in front of Wang Lang.

"Dangdangdang..." The bell signaled Wang Lang to open his eyes.

Wang Lang opened his eyes and was stunned for a moment. The people in the mirror were so strange that they were confused.

Touching his face, "Is this me?" Wang Lang smiled. When he spoke, he found that his voice had changed.

He is completely different from Wang Lang before. He looks a little old and has a morbid complexion. He is sick and looks listless. He should have been quite vulgar, but because of Wang Lang's own reasons, he is really vulgar.

I touched my throat and a small needle that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye was pierced directly into my skin. My speech was a bit hoarse and very sensuous.

"Not bad." Wang Lang said sincerely.

Lingdang smiled and said, "Uncle Master, it's not bad. I am now a makeup artist who begs for high salaries in China."

He reached out and flicked the bell's forehead, "You Gangjin, wait until the uncle comes back to invite you to a big meal."

Lingdang clapped her hands excitedly, "Then I'll wait for the uncle to come back."

Wang Lang went out, took a taxi and headed towards the psychological consulting agency where Xu Wenqiang, the rattlesnake on Zhongshan Road, was located.

After arriving at the place, Wang Lang asked Xu Wenqiang's office location at the front desk and said that he still had to make an appointment, but in front of money, making an appointment was nonsense, so Wang Lang directly lined up to the next one.

As soon as the previous one left, the little girl at the front desk asked Wang Lang to go up as soon as possible.

When I pushed the door open, the light inside was very soft, with wide floor-to-ceiling windows, with red curtains, soft red carpets, vermilion bookcases, red desks, red lounge chairs, and red blankets.

It seems that everything is red.

There was a man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing red clothes, leaving only Wang Lang's back.

Wang Lang glanced around casually.

The man turned his head and looked at Wang Lang, revealing a handsome and compelling face, with thick black eyebrows, deep eyes, bright eyes, hair combed into an adult's appearance, and a circle of beards, which was just right.

Anyway, he's so handsome that he has nothing to say.

The Rattlesnake, now known as Xu Wenqiang.

A mixed-race man, one of the small leaders of the former killer organization Mad Python, is mainly responsible for intelligence collection and has a strange whereabouts. A few years ago, he was sent away by Hydra, the leader of Mad Python, and his whereabouts were unknown.

The reason why rattlesnakes can live here is that they have half of the Chinese bloodlines and speak Chinese and English.
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