053. Coming to Mind (I)
When Qian Tong left the house and walked into the Walk Through the Night Bar, the sky had already fallen a black curtain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info is caged in soft light, and it feels like the whole person is falling apart. Zhao Min's words were still circling in his head, roaring, tapping on his eardrums. The wine in the glass was as red as blood that never coagulates. The music flowing from the musical instruments is injected into the nerves of the drunk buyer like water, making people unconsciously remind themselves of their bizarre encounters and mysterious stories.
In less than half an hour, Qian Tong drank a barrel of beer brought by the waiter. For him at this moment, the best and most secluded thing is to get drunk and confused, and it is worth waking up tomorrow. But the reality is that he can't get drunk, and he must keep a clear head until that person appears.
That person is Hong Sanye. Zhao Min had already informed Qian Tong in the afternoon that Hong Sanye had resisted the provincial capital at three o'clock this afternoon and stayed in the presidential suite of the famous Asian Hotel at the top of the provincial capital. Zhao Min said that he originally planned to see Qian Tong in the afternoon, but when she called Qian Tong, Qian Tong's mobile phone was temporarily unreachable, so Zhao Min called Hong Sanye back and truthfully reported to him that he had not been contacted by Qian Tong. In this regard, Hong Sanye did not get angry, only said the words "I know" lightly, and hung up the phone.
Zhao Min and Hong Sanye have no other intersection except for a one-night stand. He came to the provincial capital this time mainly to recover the compensation from Qian Tong. Although this money is nothing in his eyes, he still has no intention of giving up the recovery, because he resents that Qian Tong deceived him back then, if Qian Tong hadn't left the provincial capital back then, Hong Sanye would not have chased him after a few years to collect debts. This disaster was caused by Qian Tong himself.
Although Qian Tong has a few coins in his hand now, he knows very well in his heart that these few coins are not enough for Hong Sanye to stuff his teeth. A black-and-white master like Hong Sanye is not a good person, not to mention that he didn't intend to spare Qian Tong lightly. Therefore, Qian Tong knew that it would be difficult to escape the palm of Hong Sanye's hand no matter what happened this time.
The one who should come must come, the big deal is that the soldiers will block, the water will flood, he Hong Sanye really dares to kill his money, he has a bad life, he really provoked him, and he fought with him. Fight for your life, there's nothing to be afraid of. Qian Tong drank beer while comforting himself in his heart.
Qian Tong asked for another keg of beer.
Outside, it's early winter, with high eaves and bustling traffic under a gray sky, similar to the contrasting desperate situation in a science fiction movie. Even though it was already cold, the man and woman in love still walked along the highway in a high-profile manner, snuggling up to each other into the depths of the night.
Qian Tong, who has passed the age of chasing dreams, quietly drank beer that irritated the stomach wall, and his eyes were slowly filled with blood red. Drinking like tonight has not been done in the past. Looking at the dwindling liquor in the barrel, Qian Tong suddenly felt the urge to cry. But he didn't cry in the end, because he saw a man walk into the bar.
The gray trench coat, high-necked sweater, coupled with the cold scar on his face and piercing eyes, make people feel that he is the cold Ken Takakura in Japanese movies. Beside him was a bewitching blue-eyed girl, wearing mink shoulders, priceless necklaces and earrings, and a pair of soft arms like snakes around the man's waist, looking more coquettish and coquettish. Qian Tong had a little impression of him. As for the woman, he had no impression at all. But when the two of them walked into his sight together, he shivered for no reason.
Qian Tong quickly raised his wrist and looked at his watch, it was exactly ten o'clock. Ten o'clock was the time for him and Hong Sanye to meet and meet. The place was set by Qian Tong, and the time was set by Hong Sanye. Looking at that face, Qian Tong's heart suddenly felt a chill. The scar on the other party's face is still as eye-catching as it was back then, and the cold face like a knife is filled with the vicissitudes of the passage of time.
People can never stand the polish of time, the so-called years urge people to grow old, and the flowing water is the most ruthless, which is the story of time. The moment he saw Hong Sanye, Qian Tong, whose heartbeat was violent, suddenly calmed down, and his eyes were full of self-respecting calmness. Since everything can't be avoided, let's puff up our chests and greet it! This is a true portrayal of Qian Tong at this moment.
The smartphone resting on the table rang with a text message. Qian Tong glanced at the SMS number, it was sent by Zhao Min. This woman will always create an unexpected atmosphere at a critical moment.
There was only a cold sentence on the text message: Hong Sanye doesn't kill people, and the murderer is by his side. Qian Tong raised his head, glanced at the people around Hong Sanye with a focused expression, secretly touched the dagger tied to his calf, and thought hatefully: "This African mother-in-law, just two words: sexy!"
In addition to being sexy, Qian Tong can't see through the glamorous woman. Hong Sanye entered the glass door that passed through the night, and before they could see him, Qian Tong quickly sent a text message to Zhao Min, asking her to come through the night. Then he sat motionless. When the big brothers in the movie met Ma Zai, they all sat motionless. Qian Tong also wants to be a majestic big brother.
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