"It's here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "At some point, the woman stood on the left hand side of the cold season, raised her hand, pinched the movement of the cold season, took the cigarette from her mouth, and spat the cigarette in her face with precision.

Glancing at the girl in front of him, he looked up at the sky with a proud face, and he didn't know who he was looking at.

The corners of Leng Ji's mouth twitched stiffly, and he didn't know what to do to react to this person who suddenly pretended to be 13.

After a moment of silence and embarrassment, the door was pushed open from the inside with a bang.

A man with a crimson face put his arms around a disheveled woman, holding his deputy in front of the door, and barely walked the straight road with a drunken expression.

Taking a step back, the cold season consciously gave way to them, but unfortunately they were already seriously drunk and staggered as if they were going to fall at any moment.

Before they could take two steps, the two who couldn't walk the straight road stumbled to the side, and hit the woman who had been smoking next to them.

Turning sideways, the woman dodged the man's drunken impact, took a puff of cigarette and watched him slam into the wall.

The man and woman behind him hit the wall headlong and then held on to the wall and vomited.

"Let's go." The woman rolled her eyes, she was used to such a scene, but the girl's words......

glanced at the direction of the cold season, but found that she was not in the same place, and when she looked again, she saw that the girl had already stepped into the room with the door in her hand.

Tut......

The woman ruffled her hair, took a puff on her cigarette, and walked briskly along.

When I opened the door, it was not as bright as I imagined, and the bright lights I saw from the window were only the light of the light bulbs placed at the window, and the places that were not illuminated by the lights were still dim. In the darkness, the area is separated by a screen, and the spring color of the garden can't stop leaking out.

"This way." The woman pulled Leng Ji to the right, and saw that she was still as expressionless as she had just been, and there was no shyness and curiosity in her eyes when she first came into contact with this kind of thing, as if her calmness was not pretended.

The woman walked in front, and the cold season followed behind, and she could only see the back she left for herself, as well as the white smoke exhaled.

The two of them walked through a rudimentary screen made of bamboo, and walked down the slightly brighter passageway.

How did Wang Chuan find out that the news trafficker was here?

I can't help but be a little suspicious in the cold season, could it be that Wang Chuan was also a frequent visitor here before?

Heavy snorts continued to come from all around, and continuous gasps came from all directions, lingering throughout the room, making the room even more gorgeous.

Think about Wang Chuan's small body here...... Forehead...... Like a wolf?

I can't stop thinking about some messy things, but when I think of that picture, I have an urge to laugh out loud in the cold season.

"Left hand side, go downstairs." The woman said a word, and the cold season pulled back from her imagination.

After a pause, the woman did not walk in front to lead the way, but walked to the side of the stairs and said something to the two bodyguards in suits and leather shoes standing there.

The two communicated for a long time, and the bodyguard glanced at Leng Ji, squinted his eyes with suspicion, hesitated for a while, and then walked to the staircase.

The woman raised her hand at Leng Ji and motioned for her to follow.

Blinked, glanced at the woman and then looked down, the cold season couldn't see the scene downstairs clearly, only the laughter and laughter inside faintly reached the ears.

"I'm not going down." The woman took a puff on her cigarette, raised her hand, and exhaled in the direction of the cold season.

The woman leaned against the railing, occupying the position where the bodyguard was standing just now, looking like she didn't care about herself, but she looked up at the ceiling, smoking her own cigarette, and constantly exhaling.

There was a look of annoyance and helplessness.

"You can't go down and ......," looked at her, Leng Ji ruthlessly demolished her, and said coldly.

"......" Without looking back at the cold season, the woman looked down at the ground, and pursed her lips for a while. You have to take care of it. ”

Leng Ji paused, and suddenly realized that his behavior of not giving face to expose her was very naïve.

Sighing, Leng Ji felt that he had nothing to gain by doing this, and he just secretly earned a breath for himself.

What's wrong with me lately, always doing such boring things......

Follow the bodyguard all the way downstairs, the soft light slowly shines up from below, and along the way, I see a classical European-style lamp just placed around the corner, and I stopped in the cold season, only to hear the laughter below was interrupted by the bodyguard's heavy footsteps, and I stepped on the floor loudly one by one.

Someone was discussing in a whisper, and the sound of sighs came from a place where there were only a few stairs away from the cold season, and a small sound disturbed the cold season's heart like a feather.

Standing around the corner, I couldn't see the situation below, and Leng Ji continued to walk two steps before I could barely see the woman sitting in the front.

"Yo? New to the new arrival? "There was a weak magnetic voice coming from the back row, giving people the feeling that it was not weak, but the kind of laziness after eating and drinking enough." Looks good, huh...... That group of people is really getting more and more discerning. ”

Although the light was soft, it was not too bright, and the cold season squinted his eyes to barely see the fat silhouette sitting at the end, like a round ball.

Fatso?

It's not quite what I thought.

"Can you sell it for a good price......" The man sitting next to him gradually walked away in the darkness, leaving the fat man to walk his own steps towards the cold season, and sat down again breathlessly after not taking two steps.

"You said yes, right?" The fat man squinted and stared directly at Leng Ji, even his face was full of fat, and Leng Ji could see his cumbersome double chin at a glance.

"......" Leng Ji didn't want to answer his question, and asked directly, his tone full of uncertain doubt, "Are you a news monger?" ”

"Yes." The fat man picked up the red wine glass on his left hand, took a sip of red wine, forked a piece of fat from the plate with his right hand and stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it for a long time, and then replied slowly.

...... with imagination Very different.

The corners of Leng Ji's mouth twitched again unconsciously.

"It seems that you are not my spider web," deliberately dragged out the end note, and the fat man's meaningful words made the cold season a little creepy, "That's really a pity for this good skin." ”

"I'll tell you anything directly," Leng Ji didn't seem to be going around in circles with him, "Do you know Wang Chuan?" ”

"Yes." The fat man took another sip of red wine.

Leng Ji didn't speak, waiting for the fat man's next sentence, but he watched the fat man just eat meat there bite by bite and didn't answer.

The cold season thinks that he is very patient, but the fat man sincerely does not want to continue on this topic.

"When you come here, aren't you worried that I'll kidnap you and sell you?"

"Sell?" Leng Ji sneered and touched the gun in his arms.