Chapter 363: Following
Father Cheng exclaimed, "Ah."
Then he quickly explained, "Madam, listen to me. I have never done anything to let you down."
"I know you don't have the guts."
Mother Cheng crossed her legs, raised her hands, and looked at her newly made manicure with her fingers curled up.
Father Cheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard Mother Cheng continue, "But, you have to listen to the tone of the words."
"From what I hear, you are blaming me for not caring about you enough?"
"If you have any opinions, you might as well tell me directly, don't beat around the bush."
Father Cheng: "...Madam, it's unfair."
Mother Cheng looked away from the manicure and turned to look at Father Cheng.
"Then don't let our Ling'er stick to Commander Jiang all the time. Love is mutual. You care about me, I care about you, and love can last."
"Those who can be seduced away by others are not yours."
Mother Cheng took Cheng Ling's hand: "Mom knows it's not easy for you to find a man you like. But we can't be the same as before. The more you like him, the more you have to control yourself and don't rush too much."
Cheng Ling smiled and hugged her mother: "I know!"
Finally, she picked up the suitcase: "Okay, I'm leaving. If I don't leave, I'll be late."
At the same time, Cheng Ling said in her heart: Brother Lan is like Tang Seng who ate immortality. It is inevitable that he will be targeted by all kinds of demons and monsters in Country Y.
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The commercial streets of Country Y are crowded with people coming and going.
There are also motorcycles spewing black smoke, roaring past.
Jiang Qilan shuttled through the crowd.
As he walked, he used the glass of the shops on the street and the rearview mirrors of the cars to observe the people following him.
Currently, there are three groups of people following Jiang Qilan.
One group was riding motorcycles.
There were three motorcycles in total, two of which were ridden by one person.
The third motorcycle was ridden by a burly man with white skin and red beard, a bit like a Russian.
A beautiful woman with a slender waist and red hair sat on the back of the motorcycle.
The second group looked like local black gang thugs who were not easy to mess with.
They had dark and shiny skin, thick lips, black and yellow teeth, sneaky eyes, and extremely thin limbs. And they were all barefoot.
The third group was a group of black children.
The children were so thin that they pursed their cheeks and ran very fast. They ran on the street, like slippery loaches, drilling in and out of the gaps between the crowd and the street.
Jiang Qilan turned around the street several times.
In the end, he found that it was almost impossible to get rid of them on the street.
So Jiang Qilan decided to change his strategy and turn from passive to active.
Before coming, Jiang Qilan had already imprinted the map in his mind.
He knew where to get rid of these people.
After crossing several streets, the view was suddenly clear.
Facing him was the sea, the beach, and the charming palm trees.
Not far away, a wooden plank road meandered through the beach and was built in the air near the sea.
At the end of the plank road was a very distinctive wooden house with colorful signs hanging on it.
Outside the wooden house, there was a particularly eye-catching and gorgeous painting: a dancer with wheat-colored skin, plump hips and thin waist, wrapped in a red tight dance skirt, dancing passionately.
At the top of the wooden house hung a large sign, which read in a rather bold style: "No Way Out" Bar.
This bar provides catering, accommodation, and motorboat rental services.
Jiang Qilan stepped onto the plank road and walked straight to the bar.
The plank road was very long, at least more than 300 meters long.
Halfway through, he felt the vibration of footsteps on the plank road.
He stopped and looked back.
The child trackers were nowhere to be found.
The barefoot hooligans stood among the palm trees, looking at Jiang Qilan with angry expressions.
But they didn't have the courage to walk onto the plank road.
Jiang Qilan guessed that this bar should still be the territory of another faction.
These local hooligans were not to be trifled with.
Only the motorcycle gang parked their cars on the road beside the beach.
Several people on motorcycles were sitting, squatting, or standing beside their cars.
The slender-waisted woman who was originally sitting in the back seat was now on the plank road, walking lightly towards Jiang Qilan.
She had a bright and beautiful smile on her face.
The way she walked was like dancing.