superhuman evolution

Chapter 215 Hysteria
Song Anran stood in front of a farmhouse-style northern courtyard, looking at the signboard "Flying Birds and Beasts" in front of him!
Zhu Heze on the side smiled and said: "Master, this is a restaurant that specializes in mountain delicacies! They have a large animal farm of their own, with sika deer, wild pheasants, hares, wild geese, wild ducks, wild boars, bamboo rats, black dogs, There are goats, donkeys, etc., and they are all free-range, and the taste is authentic, very good!"

Guided by a waiter in the 70s and [-]s, dressed in floral cloth clothes and dressed as a rural daughter-in-law, Song Anran and Zhu Heze walked through the front yard, the middle yard, and came to the back yard. They saw Liang Feilong standing at the door of the main room to greet them.

"It's an honor for me, the flying dragon, to be honored by the master. Master, please! Heze, please!"

Song Anran smiled and nodded as a greeting, and entered the room first!
The room size is not small, warm as spring.

The decoration is very simple, roughly the same as the rural decoration in the 70s and [-]s. There is a square dining table made of locust wood in the room, a lounge separated by a dark wooden door, and a bathroom.

Song Anran did not give way, and directly sat in the main seat, while Liang Feilong and Zhu Heze sat on the left and right.

After sitting down for a while, the waiter began to serve the dishes. They were all served in large porcelain bowls or even iron pots. They looked not so delicate, but the fragrance was very strong. Feelings of meat!

Not to mention, there is indeed a big bowl here, which is used as a wine glass!

Liang Feilong filled his own bowl with wine, basically pouring more than half of the bottle of baijiu.

Holding the bowl of wine, he stood up and said, "Master Song, what happened that day was because I lost my head and did something I shouldn't have done. I did this bowl of wine and apologized to Master!"

As he said that, he took a few big sips, and drank such a bowl of wine in one gulp, it was as easy as drinking a bowl of water!

Seeing that his complexion was only a little red, Song Anran admired his boldness and capacity for alcohol alone, and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since that day, and I've put it down a long time ago! Today, we drink and eat food, Stop talking about those unpleasant things!"

"Thank you Master for your tolerance, I will be thick-skinned and consider myself a friend of Master!"

Liang Feilong poured himself another bowl of wine, picked it up, and said, "I respect this glass of wine, master, it's done!"

As soon as he raised his neck, another bowl of wine poured into his stomach!

This is really huge, Song Anran also picked up his own bowl, and took a big sip!
Seeing that Song Anran just took a sip and then put down the bowl, Liang Feilong's eyes flashed with displeasure, but it didn't show on his face!

Under Liang Feilong's deliberate flattery and Zhu Heze's interlude and adjustment, Song Anran had a very enjoyable lunch this time!

This feeling of eating a large piece of meat is very suitable for a bottomless pit like Song Anran!

He doesn't need to be reserved, the table is full of meals enough for 20 people, almost all of them are covered by him alone!

Zhu Heze was stunned when he saw it!

Liang Feilong, who drank more than five or six bottles of white wine, looked at Song Anran's stomach from time to time, and gradually developed a heart of admiration. Being able to eat is also a skill, at least it is better than being able to drink, and it does not hurt the body or the stomach!
Liang Feilong was already a little dizzy from drinking, and he said with a big tongue: "Master Song, today I invite Master to ask for something! It's not for me, it's for a friend of mine!
Song Anran's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "Oh, your friend! Tell me what's going on!"

Zhu Heze, who was sitting by the side, suddenly changed his expression, and shouted: "Liang Feilong, you are drunk! We only drink and eat food today, don't mess with other things, do you hear clearly?"

Some drunken Liang Feilong chuckled and said, "This is a matter of saving someone's life, the master will not refuse! As for the consultation fee, the master can ask for it, my friend can't afford it, and me!"

"Liang Feilong, you..."

Zhu Heze wanted to speak out to stop him, but seeing Song Anran's displeased eyes, he had no choice but to shut up and take a gulp of wine sullenly!
"Master, this friend of mine is really miserable! His only son lost his life in a car accident some time ago! His wife, whom he loved so much, collapsed because of grief."

Liang Feilong stood up and bowed to Song Anran, and said: "I know that the master's qigong has mysterious and unpredictable powers, and I ask the master to save the life of my friend's wife! Master, my friend loves his wife very much. If his wife goes away like this, he will go with her too. Master saving one life is equivalent to saving two lives!"

Song Anran turned to look at the wooden door separating the lounge, and said softly: "Your friend has been in the lounge for a long time, let him come out!"

Overjoyed, Liang Feilong immediately ran to open the wooden door of the inner room!
A man pushed a wheelchair and walked out slowly!
Seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Song Anran frowned, secretly vigilant!

This person has white hair, haggard and old like an old man, but Song Anran knows that he is only 46 years old this year, and more than a month ago, he was still a man with black hair in his prime!

He is Deng Hetong, the father of Deng Gaoyang who was abandoned by Song Anran as a scum.

Looking at the person in the wheelchair, Song Anran frowned even tighter.

A middle-aged woman was sitting in the wheelchair, her whole body was wrapped in a bloated blanket, her face was terribly pale, she sat motionless in the wheelchair, as if she was in a deep sleep.

Deng Hetong looked at Song Anran, smiled faintly, and said, "It seems that Master Song recognized me!"

Song Anran nodded and said, "I think you already know, that person is me!"

Deng Hetong fondled the middle-aged woman's hair and said, "Although the information about you in the news reports is very vague about that matter, as long as you have money, you can always find out what you want to know!"

He sighed and said, "For me now, money is the most useless thing!"

The conversation between the two, Zhu Heze and Liang Feilong heard a little foggy.

Zhu Heze felt that the situation in the room was a bit strange, so he stood up and walked to stand behind Song Anran!He believes that the safest place in the world is behind Song Anran!
Liang Feilong said loudly: "Master Song, please reach out and save my sister-in-law!"

Song Anran smiled coldly and said, "Heal a dead person? I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life!"

"dead?"

Liang Feilong was taken aback for a moment, looked at Deng Hetong and the middle-aged woman in astonishment, and asked, "Old Deng, what's going on?"

Deng Hetong sighed, looked at Liang Feilong, and said softly, "That's right! Shortly after Deng Gaoyang's death, my Xiuxiu committed suicide by taking poison with the clothes Gao Yang often wore in her arms!"

Liang Feilong couldn't help taking a step back, and shouted: "Then why do you still..."

"Why do you keep begging you to reconcile with this Master Song again and again, please ask him to treat my Xiuxiu?"

Deng Hetong said in a calm tone: "Because among the people I know, only you and this famous Master Song have something to do with each other, and you are the only one who will not be suspected by him!"

He turned his head to look at Song Anran, and said with grief and indignation: "I know you have great abilities, you can save a dying person! Deng Gaoyang is such an obedient child, but you think he is a scum , instead of saving him, let him die in the hospital!"

"He was only 22 years old. You obviously had the ability to save him, but you didn't save him! Let him die at a young age. It's a great irony that an inhuman person like you is still alive! "

Deng Hetong's face suddenly became ferocious and terrifying, and he screamed hysterically: "My son is dead, my Xiuxiu is dead, I have nothing to love, but you, the chief culprit, must die too!"

(End of this chapter)