“...... Mr. Wen, what the hell does he want to do?"

The older Wang Jiaming lowered his voice.

The expression is as usual, as stable as possible, like a tourist who has come to play.

Yesterday, they received a provocative text message from Eric, about this place.

The other party will not give in, otherwise he will kill people at any time.

They don't try to negotiate terms with mad dogs.

Wen Nanye bit the half-lit cigarette at the corner of his lip, and then he slowly rolled up his cuffs and got up, his height was really superior, so that the eyes around him always glanced at him uncontrollably.

"His purpose was to see me. ”

He raised his black eyelashes: "There are quite a lot of people, you should pay attention not to make any mistakes, disperse them, and guard the passage on the second floor." ”

Eric is here, he brought them here on purpose, deliberately threatening them with hostages.

For him.

"Understood. ”

"Mr. Wen, thank you for your hard work, and you made a special trip to ...... for us" Xiao Chen suddenly looked up, feeling embarrassed.

After all, people of this level came to run with them.

Wen Nanye shouldn't have been responsible for this matter, he was at most assisting, and now, he had to take a dangerous road.

Wen Nanye looked sideways, his eyes were extremely open, and he bit his cigarette and smiled: "Eric's goal from the beginning is me, don't take it from you, he doesn't look down on you." ”

“............”

“............”

"I'm going to talk, you pay attention to the exit, the local police assist, let people out first. ”

Wen Nanye told the truth, no matter what their expressions were, he grabbed his pocket with one hand, walked with long legs, and walked towards the second floor step by step, his jawline was slightly raised, and the bony lines meandered through an extraordinarily sharp arc under the faint light.

The pace is always unhurried.

Elegance and ease.

It seems that he is not about to face a very vicious person.

The rest of the people scattered silently.

The bar has two floors.

The first floor is densely populated and mixed.

The second floor is a separate single room, which is more comfortable and the environment is relatively private, giving guests unlimited space to ...... Play.

Wen Nanye raised his head, his leather shoes stepped on the steps step by step, and the cigarette butts at the corners of his mouth were sparking, flickering bright and dark, as if he was walking in the back garden, leisurely.

Ultimately.

He arrived on the second floor.

As he walked, he gently brushed his hand across the door of each private room without making a sound.

Walking and walking.

He stopped.

Slowly turning to stare at the door of the innermost room.

Wen Nanye lowered his head, pulled the cuffs up and continued, the smoke at the corner of his mouth was still swirling, the corner of his mouth hooked an evil arc, his eyelashes were raised lightly, and then he ......

Without hesitation, he pushed open the door.

As he stepped in.

A cold light flashed through the darkness, coming down the side of his face, fierce and reaching his temple.

Wen Nanye raised his eyebrows, his figure stepped back with extreme agility, supported the wall with one hand and bounced back again, and his long legs swept away without pause.

The shoe kicked straight into the opponent's chest.

Make a muffled sound.

A muffled snort of pain echoed in his ears.

The figure retreated quickly.

Wen Nanye brushed the slightly messy black hair back of his head, the cigarette at the corner of his mouth remained in place, and he said in a slow and methodical tone: "My face is golden, my little things like it the most, don't you think about touching it." ”

Darkness is always easy to adapt to.

He tilted his head and stared into the depths.

The man had retreated to the window.

And as he stepped back, he grabbed the other person in the window............

A young girl with a pale face, cold sweat, and a mouth gagged with a towel.

Wen Nanye squinted, and the corners of his thin red lips curled: "Why don't you change it?" I'll be a hostage for you?hmm...... I think I'm worth more than her, and I'm better looking than her. ”

“............”

He even smiled a little lightly in his tone, without any panic or nervousness, and even raised his foot to hook the chair not far away, and sat up lazily, with his long legs cocked.

It's as if it's just a sitcom in front of you.

Erik: "............"

"You're smart enough to know how to come alone. ”

Eric's Chinese accent is slightly lame, but he can hear it and has studied it carefully.

Wen Nanye flicked the cigarette ash, propped his elbows on the back of the chair, and smiled casually: "You want to whisper something to me, I have to be a little funny, don't you?"