Chapter 278: Fight back?
With the quick release from the Eighth Department, Versace, who had already sent someone to guard the door, got the news at the first time.
The printing house of Danbo Bookstore, which had been prepared for a long time, immediately started to operate remotely, stopped all other printing tasks, and focused on printing poetry and books!
In just a cup of tea, the first book was printed and bound, with the words "Poetry God" printed in big letters on the blue cover.
Versace, who was watching in person at the scene, picked up the book, which still smelled of ink, flipped through it, and nodded with satisfaction.
Looking at the freshly-published poems, Versace grinned, "Is this a book? No, this is pure silver!"
Get rich!
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After taking a short nap for half an hour, Mei Cheng'an got up and sat at the desk and began to write a letter to his wife.
As for why he wrote a letter instead of going directly to find his wife, it was because both he and Fan Xian were in the spotlight at the moment.
Every move he made attracted attention, but he didn't like to show off, so he could only hide in his own yard to avoid the limelight.
Mei Cheng'an wrote down every detail of the entire night banquet in the letter. As for the incident of breaking into the harem at night, he thought about it and decided to omit it.
Not only is it troublesome to explain, but there is also a risk of being exposed. This is a serious matter and there is no need for that.
After sending the letter, Mei Cheng'an leisurely drank cold drinks and read a book in his own courtyard. In a blink of an eye, it was dark.
After dinner, I sat in the yard for a while. Feeling that it was about time, I changed into a light, tight-sleeved suit that was convenient for traveling.
After greeting the maids, Mei Cheng'an went out excitedly alone, "Xiao Baba, here I come."
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It was late at night and the streets were empty. A black shadow streaked across the sky, moving rapidly across rooftops of different heights, dodging and moving like a ghost. It was Mei Cheng'an.
The strong attraction of the minibus made him no longer interested in strolling slowly, and he couldn't wait to get there.
Facing the breeze that became a little strong due to his fast speed, Mei Chengan moved quickly towards Fan Mansion.
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When he reached above Fan Xian, Mei Cheng'an was a little confused. He only knew where Fan's mansion was, but had never been inside.
It was his first time here, and he really didn't know where Fan Xian's courtyard was. He could only move around on the roof and observe.
Thanks to his high level of martial arts skills, he didn't cause any alarm. After walking around the backyard for a while, he finally found it.
It wasn’t because Mei Cheng’an had such a deep memory of Fan Xian’s courtyard that he could recognize it at a glance, but simply because there were no servants inside.
Mei Cheng'an tapped his toes lightly and landed gently on the ground. He observed the familiar scenery around him and walked slowly inside with his hands behind his back.
After walking through the front porch and across the front hall, Mei Cheng'an stopped at the patio and looked with interest at the various small items of Qushui Liushang made by Fan Xian in the sunken ground. You know what, they were quite fun to look at.
He also does handicrafts sometimes, but his skills are still not as good as Fan Xian's. He can't make a mini building like this that is large-scale, well-organized, well-matched, closely coordinated, and operates precisely.
After watching for a while, Mei Chengan felt that he was not satisfied just by watching. He jumped down and observed it closely. He was so interested that he even took off a part of it and studied it, completely forgetting about Xiao Baba.
As mentioned before, these small buildings were precisely coordinated and operated remotely. Once Mei Chengan demolished them, the others soon stopped operating one after another.
Mei Cheng'an took a look and was not panicked. He was not the prince and could only dismantle but not assemble. As long as he wanted, he could restore it to its original state at any time.
While he was still observing the internal structure of the parts, Fan Xian's voice rang in his ears, and he sounded puzzled from the tone of his voice.
"Are you sick? Why didn't you come in to find me? Why did you dismantle my humidifier? Did it offend you?"
Hearing this, Mei Cheng'an tilted his head to look at him and laughed.
"I'll study it and make a set when I get back."
Fan Xian rolled his eyes.
"You can't figure it out here. I'll give you a set of blueprints and you can study them slowly when you go back, isn't that better?"
Mei Cheng'an was stunned when he heard this, and raised his head with a hiss.
"It makes sense."
Fan Xian rolled his eyes at him again.
"Nonsense, put it back exactly where you took it from. I'll go get the box, hurry up and come in when you're done."
After saying that, Fan Xian turned around and walked inside.
Mei Cheng'an shrugged, curled his lips and began his own reset work. After a moment, looking at the Qushui Liushang flowing again, Mei Cheng'an nodded with satisfaction.
He stood up and clapped his hands, then followed Fan Xian's footsteps and walked towards the tool room enclosed by a bead curtain on the side.
When he lifted the bead curtain and walked in, Fan Xian had already placed the box on the table and was unpacking it. Hearing the noise, he shook his head and glanced at him.
"Has it recovered?"
Mei Chengan walked forward with his hands behind his back and said with a smile.
"Of course, it's easy to fix it."
Fan Xian made a sound, but his hands kept moving.
"I'll check it out later. If there's one more part or one less part, you'll be dead!"
Mei Cheng'an shook his head slightly, made two clicking sounds, and slowly sat down at the table.
"Alas, the trust between people is so fragile and vulnerable. A mere humidifier can destroy the trust between us. How sad and lamentable!"
Fan Xian looked at him with contempt.
"What are you talking about? It's useless, you know! I only care about the results!"
As he said this, he turned the open box over, pushed it in front of Mei Chengan, and patted the open lid of the box.
"I'll go check it out first. Before I come back, you can only look at it and don't assemble it randomly. Let's study it together when I come back. Understand?"
Mei Chengan thought about it.
"Can I touch it?"
Fan Xian rolled his eyes.
"You've already put your hands on it, what are you asking? Wait!"
After saying that, he got up and left.
Mei Chengan looked back at his back and raised his middle finger. When he turned to look at Xiao Baba, his eyes glowed green. Wow, this is the sniper rifle I've always dreamed of. I didn't have the chance to see it in modern times, but I didn't expect to see it in ancient times. Is this ridiculous?
Wow, this barrel feels so smooth, this magazine is wider than my palm, and my god, this scope...
Picking up the scope that was almost as long as his forearm, Mei Cheng'an closed one eye and looked through the scope. He was not satisfied with looking at the wall at close range, so he turned around and looked outside through the bead curtain.
The bead curtain two or three meters away appeared before his eyes in full detail, magnified countless times and almost occupying his entire field of vision.
Mei Cheng'an adjusted his position and looked through the gap at Fan Xian who was walking towards him about ten meters away.
After constant adjustments, the limited field of vision finally focused on the black spot on the tip of Fan Xian's nose. He could even see a hair emerging from the black spot.
Ugh, so disgusting.
"What are you looking at?"
Fan Xian asked as he came in after pulling aside the beaded curtain.
Mei Chengan replied casually.
"I saw something really gross, you want to..."
Fan Xian looked at the sight pointed directly at his face and his face darkened.
Mei Chengan reacted and quickly put down the sight and explained.
"Don't get me wrong, the disgusting thing isn't about you, it's about..."
Fan Xian's face darkened, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.
"What is it? Tell me! If you can't give me a reasonable explanation, tonight you either die or I live. One of us must die!"
Mei Cheng'an couldn't help but correct the grammatical errors he heard. He has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
"There's something wrong with what you said. Either I die or you live. Don't these two sentences mean the same thing? Don't they both want me to die?"
"No problem, you are right, I want you to die! Get up right now!!!"
Before he finished speaking, Fan Xian, whose face became increasingly darker, swung his fist and rushed towards Mei Cheng'an.
"Oh my god, what the hell is this?"
Mei Cheng'an stood up quickly, stuffed the scope back into the box at the speed of light, dodged the punch, and ran outside quickly.
After the punch missed, Fan Xian became even angrier and chased after him.
"Don't run if you dare! Do you dare to fight me in a one-on-one duel?"
Mei Cheng'an, who was running in front, dodged the various Qin Wang's moves around the pillars in the hall with ease, while giving him earnest advice.
"You are no match for me. Are you happy to be beaten into a pig's head? Calm down, buddy. Impulse is the devil!"
"I'm the devil, you're a bitch! You die!"
"Listen to my explanation, the disgusting thing is not about you, it's actually the hair growing out of the black spot on your nose!
It's all because the magnification of the scope was too high. I could see it too clearly. It was a completely physiological reaction to the nausea, and it had nothing to do with my subjective intention at all!
If you believe in me, buddy, I can send four, son of a bitch!"
"I'll believe you if you let me beat you up!"
"What? You...Okay! I agree!"
Mei Chengan slammed on the brakes, turned to look at Fan Xian, and gestured for him to stop as well.
Fan Xian also slammed on the brakes and stopped dangerously in front of him, his face almost hitting his raised hand.
Slapping his hand away, Fan Xian asked in surprise.
"What did you just say? You...promised?"
Mei Cheng'an put his hands behind his back and nodded.
"Yes! I agree!"
This time Fan Xian had no way of dealing with it and looked at his fellow villager with suspicion.
"Are you sure you heard me? I'll believe you if I beat you up. Do you agree to that?"
Mei Chengan shrugged.
"That's right. This proves that I didn't lie."
"..."
Without giving Fan Xian a chance to continue thinking, Mei Cheng'an walked directly to a relatively spacious place in the hall and beckoned at him.
"Kamun, come on brother."
"..."
Fan Xian walked forward doubtfully, clenching his fist and twisting his wrist.
"You're not going to cheat, are you?"
Mei Chengan sneered.
"How is that possible? I am an upright gentleman!"
Although Fan Xian was still a little hesitant, he had long wanted to compete with his fellow villager. After all, he was really not cheated and his talent was much higher than his own.
Many times in the middle of the night, he dreamed of beating up his fellow villagers. Now a great opportunity was before him. The temptation to make his dream come true was too great. He didn't care about anything else and just wanted to do it!
Thinking of this, Fan Xian tapped the ground with his toes and rushed towards his fellow villager. In the blink of an eye, with a loud bang, Fan Xian flew back the way he came.
His body drew a parabola and hit a chair heavily, instantly smashing the chair into pieces. Then Fan Xian fell heavily to the ground again, slid outwards for three or four meters, and stopped at the wall.
Looking at Fan Xian lying motionless in the corner, Mei Cheng'an hissed, stood on tiptoes, and moved his feet which were numb from the recoil of the domineering internal energy protecting Fan Xian's body.
"Don't play dead, I didn't even try hard!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Xian, who had been lying motionless, moved. He turned over and started coughing violently.
"Cough cough cough cough~ Bastard! Cough cough~ Didn't you agree to let me beat you up? Cough~ And you want to fight back? You bastard! Cough cough~"
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(End of this chapter)
