"Will you take me around?" Du Feng stopped a taxi and said with a smile.

The driver was an elderly man, about 50 years old, who looked good by the light.

With the purchasing power of a pink RMB, it is enough to take Du Feng around the city for a long time.

It seems that it is not easy to find Ouroboros in the city, and mercenaries tend to be concentrated in areas with the most intense conflicts, and Turkic-controlled areas like Qamishli naturally have a low chance of appearing.

Soon, Du Feng, who was sitting in the back row and looking around, was attracted by a signboard, only to see the two words "Night" written on the sign with colorful lights!

"Staying overnight?" Du Feng looked at the two names written in Chinese, and hurriedly asked the driver to stop.

"Is this a bar opened by the Chinese?" Du Feng joked.

The driver also had something to say along the way, and he was even more surprised by this East Asian who spoke fluent Arabic, and talked about almost everything.

Hearing Du Feng ask about this bar, this man who is over half a hundred years old, slowly closed his eyes and seemed to remember something, and said with a look of enjoyment: "I don't know if this is opened by Huaxia, this bar has been here for a long time, even when it was banned at that time, it was not closed, until now, where the wine is very good, and there are ......"

Saying that, this guy gave Du Feng a look that a man can understand.

Du Feng smiled and replied with an interested look: "Then I want to take a look." ”

The driver waved his hand and smiled, "It will definitely make you spend a perfect night." ”

When he turned on his mobile phone and saw that it was not early, Du Feng said to the driver: Are you interested in having a drink?

The driver nodded happily and said, "Of course."

This uncle was so happy that he replied without pretentiousness, which surprised Du Feng, so he had to ask:

"What do you call him?"

"Just call me Nar. ”

The wine is enough to make two men who have never met each other call them brothers, and beautiful women can make two friends who call brothers and sisters turn against each other, but when the two become one and become drinking sisters, there are enough two men who turn against each other to wear a pair of pants again.

Even if the sky falls, should you still have pleasure, this optimistic middle-aged man made Du Feng feel a little good.

A common hobby drove the two of them, and the two walked towards the bar shoulder to shoulder. At this time, the sky does not seem to be oppressive, Syria, which has long lost its industrial capacity, is already full of stars, and a full moon is not beautiful.

The so-called: The moon rises in the sea, the end of the world is at this time, and the night contains the encounter between Du Feng and the two women, so this name makes him care so much, and hearing it is enough for him to stop, how can he not go in when he sees this.

Two glasses of whiskey. Nar sat down and said skilfully to the wooden wine list at the bar.

Du Feng also sat down with interest and looked at this exotic bar.

It's a small bar where young people are looking for their own pleasure, and it's like an afternoon tea party compared to the deafening DJs and dance floor scenes in China. The rules are like the tables, chairs and benches in a fast food restaurant, if it weren't for the enchanting lighting, you would really suspect that this is a cult.

Everyone's table has a different set of drinks, most of them are bar-style beers, and a few are concocted juices.

This is a *region, and the devout* believers don't drink alcohol, but that doesn't mean they don't come here to have fun, their drink is the concocted juice.

Your whiskey. The bartender was a woman of about thirty years of age, dressed neatly black, with a third button on her chest, which made the magnificent spring light loom inside, and a beautiful face in her brown hair.

A woman of this age carries a sweeter than mellow fragrance. This is an age when the stamens of the green flowers have turned into honey, and every move has a heart-beating charm.

Du Feng couldn't help but think of Chen Xi, although this woman was not as captivating as Chen Xi, she had a unique and exotic attraction.

Thank you. Du Feng took the cup with the tawny wine and smiled.

The woman smiled charmingly, stretched out her wheat-colored hand and handed Du Feng a wine list: "Sir, take a look first." ”

"Heart of desire?" Du Feng casually glanced at the Arabic on the wine list, thinking of this wine that was very similar to "Desire".

"Would you like a glass of wine?" said the woman, reaching for her hair.

"I want this one. Du Feng pointed to the heart of desire on the wine list and said.

Seeing the wine Du Feng ordered, the woman hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you sure?"

"Of course. Du Feng replied happily.

The woman nodded: "Wait a minute"

Generally speaking, no one orders this wine, not so much because it is unpopular but because it is expensive, as high as 2000 US dollars per unit, so that how many people who want to try it sigh, after all, spend nearly a year of income to drink a cocktail, how many people can accept?

"Hey, bring me a drink, too," said Nal, leaning over to his right, a drunken woman who was telling her anecdotes with interest.

"Of course," the woman teasedly picked a wink, stretched out her jade finger and pointed at the price behind the heart of desire.

"$2,000. Nar exclaimed, "Is this another drink of gold?"

"Have a drink?" said the woman in a seductive voice.

"A glass of mulled wine, for this lady. The deflated Nar pursed his lips and continued to drink his glass of whiskey, not thinking that the foreigner he had just met would invite him to drink the "gold".

The glass of sweet wine he ordered seemed to save some face, and after relieving the embarrassment, he continued to concentrate on chatting with the wine girl next to him.

After "flirting" Nar, the woman's face became serious, and she took out two bottles of wine wrapped in parchment from the wine cabinet and placed them on the table.

The first bottle was Spiatus, a vodka made in Poland. If Du Feng's evil eyes are a hint of bitter and sweet charm, and desire is absolutely gentle, the fierceness of vodka may be contrary to the word gentle, but this is the magic of the bartender, making rough become docile, and soft and unrestrained.

After pouring vodka into the glass, the woman gently took out a bottle again, this is the Milagro Unico miracle agave, using it as the base, and its fusion gives the vodka a softness.

The woman's movements were very skillful, and she continued to pour different wines into the flask, shook it lightly a few times, and then added several kinds of accessories, and the whole process was like a visual feast, and at the end of the curtain a first-class amber-like slurry flowed out of the flask, like a sunset reflecting a blazing sun in a glass.

"The heart of your desires. The woman pushed the glass over, and her fingers swirled around the rim, shedding the last frost on the sun. At this point, the whole heart of desire is considered complete.

Just like the charm of the bartend, this wine has a strong charm, and the mixed flavor constantly teases the nerves, it is like a pair of hands caressing the sensual parts of the body, fantasizing about primitive desires. Du Feng gently put down the wine glass, completely ignoring the nar who was swallowing his saliva on the side and smiled: "Not bad!" The woman smiled slightly, making her already charming even more attractive.

"What's your name?" Du Feng said as he stared at the woman tightly.