My Talent Is Really Average

Ping. An County.

"Xiao Meng, go find someone by yourself. Master, I'm going to play, bah, Master, let me see the changes in China in the past few years, and we will contact you by phone."

Xiao Zhiguo patted Wang Meng's broad shoulder and said cheerfully.

Then he turned around and disappeared in place, not knowing where he went.

Wang Meng has become accustomed to Xiao Zhiguo's unreliability.

Sure enough, any such thing as returning to China for his protection of the law is a lie.

Haha, the king's mouth, a deceitful ghost.

"I hope you don't do anything illegal." Wang Meng secretly said in his heart.

The dignified king would be embarrassed if he was caught by the federal police.

Hmm...I can't possibly catch it either.

Wang Meng, who hadn't returned for a long time, looked at the surrounding environment with some emotion. He finally came back.

This normal human society was so calm that he was a little confused.

Huaxia and Frontier are separated by a guardian mask, but they are like two worlds.

"Go to Ping An First Middle School first."

Then Wang Meng recovered again.

At the side of the road, he reached out to beckon a taxi that just happened to be passing by, and drove in the direction of Ping An No. 1 Middle School.

"Young man, you look like a warrior, right?"

On the road, the flat-headed uncle driver glanced at Wang Meng's rear-view mirror a few times and asked.

"um, yes."

Wang Meng replied casually. At this time, he was fiddled with his cell phone, and wanted to try again if he could contact Liuchuan.

As a result, the mobile phone keeps sending a tone indicating that the other party is not in the service area.

This made Wang Meng frowned slightly.

He has been calling Liuchuan since he came out of the frontier, but he can't get in touch anyway.

"Did you change the number?"

Wang Meng secretly guessed in his heart.

His mobile phone is specially made by the Federal Army. It is not a smart phone, nor can it be used for penguin groups.

The only number he remembered was Liuchuan's.

Otherwise, I would have contacted other classmates a long time ago.

"You really are a martial artist. You are only in your 30s, right? Such a young martial artist is really amazing." After the flat-headed driver confirmed that Wang Meng was a martial artist, he also praised him.

Wang Meng: "..."

Isn’t it just over 30?

Xiao Ye just turned 18 years old, handsome and heroic, you said Xiao Ye I am more than 30? ? ?

Wang Meng couldn't sit still anymore.

Excessive uncle.

Isn’t the skin darker?

Isn't it this old?

"Ahem, uncle, I'm only 18 years old." As a last resort, Wang Meng could only emphasize his age.

At the same time, make your voice as smooth as possible.

He is a disciple of the King, so he can't get angry casually.

As a result, the flat-headed driver rolled his eyes from the rearview mirror and said after Wang Meng, “18-year-old warrior? Brother, don’t be kidding. You’re so awesome. You’ve already gone to Federal University. Well?"

Now even the young man stopped screaming, and he was a brother when he opened his mouth.

As for the two of us.

"Besides, isn't it Tuesday today? Are you not going to school at 18?"

Wang Meng was speechless, he also wanted to go to university.

Isn't this someone abducted and didn't participate in the martial arts test?

And what do you mean by this brother?

It's getting too much.

Wang Meng didn't know how to refute, so he could only sit in the back seat and sulki himself.

He is already considering whether to buy some whitening skin care products.

Basking in the sun every day, it looks really old.

Seeing that Wang Meng didn't answer, the flat-headed driver thought he was right, and laughed happily.

"If you blow a calf, I would believe it, but in this small place of Ping An, where are so many 18-year-old warriors? Do you think you are Yanagawa?" The flat-headed driver ridiculed.

Originally, Wang Meng was still a little speechless, but when he heard the name Liu Chuan suddenly, his heart was shocked.

"No, uncle, what did you just say, Yanagawa?"

Wang Meng straightened up suddenly, moved his hips, and moved forward, looking a little excited.

The flat-headed driver was suddenly startled by Wang Meng, and his body shook. "I was scared to death. What are you doing? I'm driving. You are nervous."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm excited, you just said that Liuchuan is here, is it the Liuchuan of Heian No.1 Middle School?"

Wang Meng said with some embarrassment.

He was slightly excited just now.

The taxi got out of control, but fortunately, the flat-headed uncle is an old driver, and he got the right direction in time.

"When you are old enough, you can't calm down. If you go to Ping An No. 1 Middle School, it's not your child who goes to school in Ping No. 1 Middle School, and then the class teacher asks the parents for the ‘offense’?"

After finally getting the car steady, the flat-headed driver said again.

Wang Meng: "..."

Damn it, it's not over yet, right?

You and I will be beaten to death if you are in the frontier.

It is now in China, and the public security is stable. You have the ability to go to the border and try.

"Master, you continue to talk about Liu Chuan." After a while of silence, Wang Meng asked again.

He is now very curious what happened to Yanagawa.

Although it will be at Ping An No. 1 Middle School soon, you can find out about Liu Chuan when you find Old Man Li.

But he was impatient and didn't want to wait for a while.

As a result, the flat-headed driver was not a serious person either. After hearing Wang Meng's eagerness, he stopped talking.

Do you want to know?

I will not say.

Wang Meng: "..."

Is that too much?

Do not say deliberately?

It's disgusting.

Be sure to make a negative review later.

However, Wang Meng finally resisted his idea of ​​giving a bad review.

"I'll add money to you, 100 federal coins." Wang Meng slapped his thigh and said boldly.

Let me add money to the head office.

If you don't have to bb too much with you, you can't add another 100 yuan.

Sure enough, after the flat-headed driver heard Wang Meng's increase in money, his attitude changed suddenly.

"Oh, brother, what are you talking about? I just lost my mind. What do you want to know? Just ask. It's not me. I know all the gossips in this safe area... "The flathead driver said flatly.

Hmm... even the title has become a little brother...

Wang Meng was very satisfied with the attitude of the flat-headed driver at the moment. He walked back and raised Erlang's legs before he said, "First, tell me why you know Liuchuan."

Having said that, Wang Meng also drew two hundred yuan bills from his storage spirit device and threw them to the co-pilot.

To be rich is to do whatever you want.

200 yuan is also fine.

The flat-headed driver saw the 200 federal coins that Wang Meng had thrown aside, and the smile on his face became even greater.

"Speaking of Yanagawa, but we are the big celebrities here, there is no one who didn't know each other in this area, a few months ago..."

After receiving the money, the uncle driver said everything at once...

Wang Meng was confused when he heard it, and the more he listened, the more surprised he became.

"Is this the Yanagawa I know?

"You won't admit the wrong person, right?"

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