Moraire's Bar, located on Tiffany's famous Bar Street, is one of many bars, not too good among the many bars, it can only be regarded as an average bar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In these bars, you can see tourists of all colors and hair colors speaking the world's local languages, listening to Tiffany's signature music, drinking and feeling the night of Tiffany's.

Yang Hao copied his hands and slowly walked into the Moraire Bar, at this time Yang Hao was also disguised, with a mustache and a disguised pupil color, and the whole person was like Yang Hao under the bar light.

Yang Hao sat at the bar and knocked on the counter: "A glass of beer." ”

Yang Hao took out a banknote and threw it on the counter, and said casually: "The rest is a tip." ”

Behind the counter was a middle-aged man in his forties, who glanced at the face value of the banknote and said thank you, but his face did not show any joy.

The corners of Yang Hao's mouth curled up slightly, the face value of the banknote is not small, and there is still a lot left to buy a glass of beer, if this is an ordinary bartender, there must be a little heartfelt surprise on his face, but he doesn't.

Not at all!

Yang Hao took a big sip of the beer brought by the bartender, and gently tapped his fingers on the table and said, "I want to inquire about something." ”

The bartender raised his head and stared at Yang Hao expressionlessly: "You say." ”

"Nighthawk."

Yang Hao simply said two words, watching the expression on the bartender's face change, and sure enough, after hearing these two words, the bartender's face changed by two points, and he became two points vigilant and guarded.

"Who are you, what are you looking for Nighthawk, how did you know Nighthawk?"

Yang Hao smiled and said: "You can call me Tof, I naturally want Nighthawk to help me do something, aren't you guys specialized in this, you are quite famous in Tiffany's, as for how I know Nighthawk, hehe, a friend of the Holy See introduced me to me." ”

Nighthawk originally had some connections with the Holy See, so Yang Hao replied like this, but the bartender believed it instead, and asked lightly, "What do you want to entrust?" ”

Yang Hao looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "I want to kidnap someone, a foreigner who comes here for tourism." ”

The bartender frowned: "You can do this kind of small thing with a few street thugs, as for finding us Nighthawk?" ”

Yang Hao chuckled: "This person has a bit of ability, he is very vigilant, he seems to be quite capable of fighting, and his drag racing skills are very powerful, not so easy to deal with, and more importantly, I want the whole thing to be unaware and not be known by anyone." ”

The towel in the bartender's hand gently wiped the wine glass, stared at Yang Hao and said, "If you want the nighthawk to make a move, the price will not be low." ”

Yang Hao put on an arrogant look: "It's okay, you just quote a price, money is not a problem, but I have a request." ”

The bartender said lightly: "Say! ”

Yang Hao lightly cocked his fingers at the counter: "I know that the core personnel of your Nighthawk all use Eagle as a code name, and my friend introduced him as a good one, I want him to make a move." ”

The bartender squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Yang Hao: "Why do you want to appoint him, other people are also competent." ”

Yang Hao had a nonchalant expression: "It's okay, but when a friend introduced me, he said that he is very good at kidnapping people, if you think there are other people who can do it, I have no opinion." ”

The bartender said in a deep voice: "Tell me the target person you want to kidnap, and the follow-up after the kidnapping, and hand over the person to you, or?" ”

Yang Hao took out a photo and put it on the counter, and said quickly: "Give me the person in a safe place, I will kill that guy with my own hands, and then you will help me dispose of the body, just don't know it." ”

Yang Hao glanced at the bartender's face, and there was no change, obviously this kind of thing was not a big business in their business scope.

"That person's name is Huo Wei, he lives in the Xinglai Hotel, this is his photo, I know you may have to investigate the target person before making a decision, but I can tell you that that guy is a rich second generation who has inherited an inheritance, and he has no background, well, some can fight."

"Can you fight?" The bartender showed an undisguised mocking look on his face: "Leave your phone, within three days, we will give you a reply whether to accept your order and the price of this order, once the order is accepted, you need to pay half in advance, and after the matter is completed, pay the other half." ”

Yang Hao snapped his fingers indifferently: "No problem, it's still the same sentence, money is not a problem, it's just that you can hurry up, that guy is here to travel, and he won't stay for two days." ”

The bartender nodded: "We'll do it as soon as possible, is there anything else?" ”

Yang Hao shook his head: "I'll wait for your news, as soon as possible." ”

The bartender snorted, and Yang Hao stopped staying, turning around and leaving Moraire's bar.

After Yang Hao left, the bartender summoned a young man to replace him, and walked to the room behind the bar with what he had recorded.

He's just a liaison, he's in charge of the business, he's a member of the outermost part of the Nighthawk, and even if anyone wants to get in trouble and catch him, he can't ask why, because he doesn't know who the members of the Nighthawk are or where they are, and all he knows is some code names.

He made a phone call, told the other party what was going on on his side, put down the phone, and went back to the front desk, as if nothing had happened.

Somewhere in Tiffany, Dalemond, a bearded forty-something, was lying on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and next to him, there was a sexy blonde woman, leaning on him, feeding the grapes in his hand to his mouth one by one.

Opposite him, sat a man in his thirties, with sharp eyes and a faint scar on his face that ruined his entire face.

"Dalemond, you've made a lot of money before, how long are you going to rest this time?"

Delmond smiled lazily: "Anyway, let's rest first, people can't always be busy making money, you have to learn to spend money to enjoy life, and at this juncture, it's better for me to hide." ”

The scar-faced man smiled: "I originally thought that the wanderers and those people could turn the tables once by virtue of the thing you gave them, but who knew that they failed again, and they also put people who had been buried for many years in, and they were implicated in many people, but this time they suffered heavy losses, and I am afraid that they will not be able to turn over for a long time." ”

Delmond smiled indifferently: "Whatever, anyway, I'm just doing a business with them, if it weren't for some special relationship, I'd rather sell that thing to the Holy See, I think they must have paid a higher price than those stingy guys." ”

The scar-faced man asked with some confusion: "Didn't that thing say that it was snatched away, why did it suddenly appear again?" ”

Delmond stood up from the sofa and waved his hand to let the blonde woman beside him leave, and after the woman left, Delmond said with a somewhat solemn face: "It is said that it was the Huaxia cultivators who intervened, and because of them, Natasha escaped, the sword fell into the hands of the Huaxia cultivators, it is estimated that they made a deal with the Holy See, and then the sword was handed over to the Holy See, and it was in Natasha's hands......"

The scar-faced man squinted his eyes slightly: "This sword was extorted back from the hands of the Huaxia cultivators in the first place, since they appeared here, will they trouble you?" Is that why you're hiding? ”

Delmond nodded and said: "How powerful Huaxia cultivators are, you must also know, although in our business, we have always put our head on the belt of our trousers, but knowing the danger, if you want to take the lead, that is to die." ”

The scar-faced man laughed, "Will they look for you?" ”

Dalemond shook his head and said, "I don't know, but be careful." ”

The scar-faced man nodded understandingly: "It's okay, anyway, you can earn enough money for you to be luxurious for a few years, enjoy life, if we die, no amount of money will be useless." ”

Diamond stared at the scar-faced man with a smile: "Hua Ying, you seem to have very little money when you say this, if you don't wash your hands now, I'm afraid your money will be enough for you to spend your whole life." ”

The scar-faced man also smiled and said: "Doing our business, making money is of course the biggest purpose, but the stimulation itself is also another purpose, wandering in the dark, doing things that ordinary people can't do, this kind of breaking the rules is a pleasure in itself, and it really makes me a rich man who doesn't do anything, drinking and drinking bubble girls like this every day, such days are too boring for me." ”

At this moment, Delmond's mobile phone suddenly rang, and Delmond picked up the phone, answered for a while, and frowned slightly: "The other party called my name...... Well, I don't want to take on a task right now, I'm going to take a break and ask if anyone else is interested. ”

Delmond hung up the phone, his brow furrowed slightly, as if in thought.

The scar-faced man asked, "What's wrong, someone asked you for a mission?" ”

Delmond looked up and said, "Well, the other party mentioned my name, but they didn't insist that it must be me, but just said that they wanted us to send out a flock of eagles." ”

The scar-faced man asked curiously, "What task?" ”

Delmond shrugged his shoulders: "Kidnapping a foreign tourist, according to the customer, is a rich second generation who inherits an inheritance, and has a grudge against him, he wants us to kidnap him unknowingly, and then he kills the other party with his own hands to end this matter." ”

The scar-faced man blinked: "How much does the other party pay?" ”

Delmond said helplessly: "Isn't this what we should set the price, the other party has repeatedly said that money is not a problem, and only hopes that we will dispatch professionals, and we must be silent and unaware...... How, are you interested? ”

The scar-faced man sighed: "It stands to reason that I really don't want to meddle in this kind of small business, but last month I was a little less lucky, and now I can't afford to eat. ”

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