I Have a Shenhao System

Twenty minutes later, the taxi took Jiang Hao to the outpost leading to the old man's mansion and stopped.

Jiang Hao paid to get off the car and saw a yellow Lamborghini Urus parked near the outpost.

Seeing Jiang Hao getting out of the car, the door of that Urus was opened, and then I saw Ang Memino, who was dressed up and dressed up, got out of the car.

Today, she wore a dark red dress, showing her perfect figure to her heart. She had a pair of thin white straight long legs covered with black stockings and a pair of white Martin boots on her feet. This dress , It literally blinded the eyes of the nearby guards, and couldn't help swallowing his throat.

Wu Min is really right. Ang Memino is the goddess in the mind of the old Burmese man.

Whether it is appearance, figure, or status, it will definitely make countless men coveted.

Soon, Ang Memino met Jiang Hao, threw directly into his arms, and then he tiptoed and kissed Jiang Hao's mouth regardless.

In this scene, the guards nearby were silly again.

They never dreamed that the little princess they loved would be abducted by a Chinese man.

God!

O earth!

How can this be?

Many guards secretly opened the insurance on their guns at this moment, and their eyes were glaring at Jiang Hao like fire, and wanted to abrupt him on the spot.

I don't care about grabbing the sky and the land, but not grabbing my little princess.

After kissing for a while, Ang Memino loosened Jiang Hao's lips, leaned his small head against him, and said coquettishly: "My husband, my grandfather wants to see you."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao had a bad premonition, and he didn't know what idea the old man made of himself.

Do you still want to ask yourself for the elixir of God?

You know, even if the gods take this medicine, they will ask him for more.

"How is his body now?"

Jiang Hao nodded and asked casually.

Angmemino said: "Very good, I have started to work, and I am very busy every day."

"That's good."

Jiang Hao rubbed Ang Memino’s long hair, and then caught a glimpse of the extremely unfriendly eyes of the nearby guards, and said with a smile: "Let’s go quickly, your guards will kill me with their eyes. A hundred times."

"Hehe--"

Hearing these words, Ang Memino also smiled, leaving Jiang Hao's arms, holding his hand and walking towards the Lamborghini.

Soon, the two got into the car and drove in the direction of the old man.

A few minutes later, the car drove to the old man's mansion.

After the two got out of the car, they walked into the villa arm in arm.

"Where is Grandpa?"

As soon as he came in, Jiang Hao asked, really wanting to know what the old man was looking for.

Ang Memino said: "He is waiting for you in the study, I will take you over to see him."

Soon, the two arrived in a big room on the second floor, which was Ang Lai's study.

Anglai’s study is a bit different from others. The walls are full of war maps, and a large sand table is placed in the middle, showing the topography and landforms of the whole country of Lao Burma.

As soon as he entered, Ang Memino took Jiang Hao's hand and walked to Ang Lai and said, "Grandpa, Jiang Hao is here!"

Jiang Hao also hurriedly smiled to Ang Lai and said, "Hello, Grandpa."

Ang Lai looked at the pair of jade men with satisfaction, and nodded knowingly: "Okay, sit down."

After eating the Immortal Pill given by Jiang Hao for three days in a row, Ang Lai already looked a lot younger now, and his spirit was extremely vigorous, not at all like he was about to seventy.

Jiang Hao sat on the sofa nearby, and Ang Memino sat beside him.

Soon, Ang Lai asked straightforwardly: "Boy, can you give Grandpa some more of that kind of elixir?"

Sure enough, Jiang Hao guessed it.

He smiled calmly and nodded: "How much does Grandpa want?"

Ang Lai said directly: "I'd better give me fifty more bags."

This old man is really a lot of things when he speaks.

Fifty bags are one billion soft sister coins.

"Ok!"

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded, pretending to stand up and dig his pockets, turning left and right, took out fifty bags of Immortal Pills from the system warehouse and placed them on Anglai's desk.

Seeing these immortal pills, Anglai's old face almost burst into laughter, and asked: "It seems that you already knew that I would ask you for these things?"

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded and said, "As soon as Mi Nuo told me that you were looking for me, I guessed that you would ask me for this medicine. There is just so much left."

After hearing this, Ang Lai quickly put away these immortal pills.

Immediately afterwards, he also became serious and said: "Jiang Hao, I am looking for you today. In addition to the pill that you want, there is another important thing I want to ask your opinion."

"Oh?"

Jiang Hao was surprised.

Ang Lai continued: "Recently, Lao Burma wants to engage in several large-scale national infrastructure projects. I wonder if you are not interested?"

"Tell me."

Jiang Hao motioned.

Ang Lai did not rush to speak, but instead opened a wooden box on the desk and took out a hand-rolled cigar from it. He glanced at Jiang Hao and asked, "Do you smoke?"

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded, "You can taste it."

Tobacco planting is also an important agricultural crop in Myanmar.

This kind of hand-rolled cigar is also one of Lao Burma’s specialties. Although it is not as good as Cuban cigars, it is also more famous.

Soon, Jiang Hao stepped forward and took the hand-rolled cigar with the thickness of a little finger, and took out his own lighter, hoping to help Ang Lai light it.

However, Ang Lai quickly reached out to block it, and then picked up a box of matches on the table, and smiled at Jiang Hao: "To smoke this cigar, it is best to use a match to light it, so that the original flavor of the tobacco leaves can be extracted Come."

Jiang Hao shrugged and smiled, so he had to learn from Ang Lai and lit the hand-rolled cigar in his hand with a match.

After taking a sip, Jiang Hao nodded slightly.

Although this hand-rolled cigar does not have a filter, it has a stronger smoke.

But when you smoke it, you can still feel the mellow aroma of tobacco, with a special taste, and it is not at all inferior to the fragrant Mount Fuji that Jiang Hao smokes.

After thinking about Ang Lai's identity, Jiang Hao was relieved.

This kind of tobacco-rolled cigar is not something anyone can smoke. It is estimated that all of them are specially provided.

After taking a few sips, Ang Lai smiled and asked Jiang Hao: "How about it, can you still get used to it?"

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded and said: "This cigarette is very good, and it has a mellow feeling in the mouth. It is indeed a good cigarette."

Before, Jiang Hao bought a hand-rolled cigar of this kind near the Shwedagon Pagoda. The filters were all paper-rolled, and he almost killed him.

But this hand-rolled cigar does not have a filter, and the rolled cigar is also very delicate, a bit exquisite.

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