There were little stars in their eyes, and their excited and seductive gazes swirled over the three foreign mighty strong men.

It seems that a glance at the perfect bodies of the three of them can make these tiger and wolf women flow into a river.

Although they really want to come forward and take the initiative to give them a hug.

But the eyes of these three foreigners were too cold, cold enough to extinguish the flame of passion in their hearts.

Yang Lei walked into the bar, swept his eyes, and took a general look at the situation in the bar.

The three Adepts are half-finished, all two meters tall, and one is even taller than two meters.

Three Adepts are half-finished, seated in three different positions.

One at the bar counter, one booth outside the dance floor at the bar, and one booth closest to the toilet on the west side of the bar.

They've been sitting here for almost half an hour.

It seems like they're waiting for the bar to disperse before they go to find information that would be useful to them.

Not far from the half-finished products of the three Abilities, there were people from the Dragon Shadow Team who were carefully watching.

After Yang Lei dissipated his evil spirit, he had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes were casually looking.

All beauties can't escape his fiery eyes.

Yang Lei admired the tall and beautifully dressed beauty as he walked towards the bar.

The Adeptus has patience and waiting, but he doesn't.

He was so sleepy that he had to go back to the villa to sleep after solving all these troubles.

Otherwise, it's not good to go back late, or not to return at night.

The bartender, naturally, knows Yang Lei, this is the owner of the bar.

"Mr. Yang, what do you want to drink?" The bar waiter asked respectfully.

The corners of Yang Lei's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, looked at the half-finished person who was two meters away from him, and said with a smile:

"Like this foreign gentleman, whiskey."

"Okay, Mr. Yang." The bar waiter said.

Yang Lei's words attracted the attention of the half-finished product of the stranger, and he turned his head to look at it.

The half-finished eyes of the Stranger were cold, murderous, cold and fierce, like a fierce beast that had woken up from sleep.

If someone else in the bar were to confront you, you would be scared.

It's a pity that it is Yang Lei who is sitting here, the famous Yama.

Yang Lei was still smiling, calm and calm, without a trace of change.

This made the half-finished brow of the adenomic frown slightly, unhappy and angry.

Because the half-finished product of the supernatural felt that the weak Huaxia pig in front of him was provoking him.

The half-finished eyes of the supernatural man were half-narrowed, and he shot out an even more vicious gaze and glared at Yang Lei.

Yang Lei laughed shamefully, a sneer of disdain appeared at the corner of his mouth, and said:

"You think you can scare me with just one look?"

It's ridiculous.

"Huh?" The half-finished brow of the Adeptus furrowed again, and his eyes shot a murderous cold glow.

He really didn't expect that the Huaxia pig in front of him was not intimidated by his momentum at all.

Not only that, but he dared to speak out to resist, which was really looking for death.

"Mr. Yang, your wine is ready." The bar waiter pushed the whiskey in front of Yang Lei.

Yang Lei smiled, picked up the wine glass, and took a sip.

"Drink as much as you want, because this will be your last chance to drink."

The corners of Yang Lei's mouth hooked up a cold and arrogant arc, and he sneered.

Provocation.

Naked provocation.

Originally, the half-finished product of the supernatural didn't want to embarrass this Huaxia pig, but he didn't expect him to provoke and insult again and again.

It seems that the Huaxia pig in front of him knows his identity and knows his purpose here.

Otherwise, what does that last sentence mean?

The half-finished product of the supernatural person was furious, and a fierce aura erupted from all over his body, and his eyes were as fierce as a beast.

The customers on the side were taken aback by the momentum that suddenly burst out of his body, and they retreated one after another and hid far away.

The movement here immediately alarmed the other two Abilities.

"Who the hell are you?" The half-finished face of the stranger was slightly distorted, revealing a trace of hideousness, and his eyes were vicious and vicious, and he said.

Yang Lei suddenly felt that it was a very interesting thing to provoke a person.

When he is angry, you are calm, and it is not a victory.

All right.

Yang Lei showed a playful sneer on his face, looked at the other party, shook his wine glass, and said:

"Who am I?"

"Don't you know who I am?" Yang Lei shrugged and said.

Isn't the CIA investigating him, shouldn't there be no picture of him?

Ordinary U.S. special combat soldiers can't recognize him, and it's understandable.

But these monsters can't even recognize him, can they?

The fact is that the CIA does have a photo of Yang Lei, but the CIA believes that Yang Lei will not bow down to everything, and it is impossible to have him everywhere.

Shouldn't a master like Yang Lei rarely make a move and occasionally make a move?

It's like Walker, who should be in charge.

Don't think it's ridiculous, first of all, this is the way of thinking of the people of the United States, and secondly, this is in China.

If it's in New York or Washington, or Las Vegas.

Then, the United States will definitely print Yang Lei's portrait everywhere, making Yang Lei a well-known wanted felon.

But right now, the C.I.A. can't do that.

Even among their own people, Walker would not introduce Yang Lei to all agents, killers, and mercenaries.

However, even if all the agents, superpowers, mercenaries, and killers of the United States in Jianghai know Yang Lei, what can they do?

Sniping Yang Lei is just for revenge, not the task of their trip.

"Should we know who you are?" The half-finished person snorted coldly with disdain in his eyes.

All right~

This is the thinking of the people of the United States.

Yang Lei grinned and said:

"It shouldn't."

Nima.

The half-finished face of the stranger was angry, a chicken, play with Lao Tzu.

"You'd really better know who I am, though, so you'll go around me."

Yang Lei grinned, and then drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp.

"Arrogant Chinese pig." The Adeptus roared with a half-split eye.

At the same time, the Stranger stood up violently and blasted at Yang Lei with an iron fist.

In the bar, there was a frightened scream, and it was clear that someone was frightened by this scene.

The half-finished body of the Adeptus is powerful and strong, and standing there is like a mountain.

The fists looked even more ferocious, and few people were optimistic about Yang Lei.

The other two Adepts both had disdainful and arrogant sneers on their faces.

seems to have seen the bloody scene of Yang Lei's punch smashing into slag.

It's just that

In the next second, the sneers of the two supernatural people froze on their faces, their eyes bursting wide, and their eyes were full of shock and incredulity.

I saw that when the half-finished iron fist of the Stranger was about to hit Yang Lei's face.

Between the fire and light, Yang Lei's body was as flexible as a loach and disappeared from the card seat.

The speed was so fast that everyone didn't react, and they didn't see how Yang Lei disappeared.

ps: The New Year is over, lewd ~ pollen, you must remember to leave some red envelopes until the 13th of the first month, the outbreak, the big outbreak, is coming.

(End of chapter)