He Bangwei found out that the person he was talking to was the target in Gu Bei's photo, the guy named Papitt Wood.

Didn't he say he would have two days? Now looking at the appearance of this big appearance in front of me, is it exposed? Where's the guy who was going to connect? But why does he call himself Jason? The new informant He Bangwei has a lot of ideas.

Adhering to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, He Bangwei didn't say a word, just glanced at this foreigner who called himself Jason.

Sitting at the bar, this white man Wood is a head taller than Ho Bangwei, a bit condescending.

Wood shook his glass, WhiteRussian swirled in the glass, and said fluently in Chinese, "What's your name, handsome man." The lights of the nightclub flashed across his face, and there was a hint of weirdness.

Looking at this white-skinned foreigner he had seen for the first time, a thought in He Bangwei's heart was, if I killed him directly, would it be a big trouble for Gu Bei?

This thought flashed and was immediately denied, this is a society governed by the rule of law, and this guy has no need to let himself act.

What's my name? Oh yes, it's Cai Le.

He Bangwei frowned lightly, and his voice was a little low: "Cai Le." ”

Wood's heart skipped a beat when he saw the man wait for two seconds to answer his question, and his excitement was indescribable.

The noise of the nightclub didn't dampen Wood's interest, and Ho Bangwei, who was on a mission, had other thoughts in his mind, just looking at this guy.

The foreigner has a strong nose, deep eye sockets, and looks deeper in the light and shadow, and is tall and wears a wide black coat.

Wood pulled out a box full of cigarettes in English from his bosom and twitched his fingers gracefully. Pulled out one, with a smile on his face: "Or?" Our mouthless camels. ”

did not refuse his handing of cigarettes, He Bangwei took it casually, and let the cigarette circulate around his fingertips, dazzling for a while.

These cigarettes made in the United States do not have a filter and are mouthless cigarettes. He Bangwei swiped it under his nose with his fingers, and the rich smell of tobacco rushed into his nose.

Wood watched his movements, saw that he was interested in the cigarette, and said in his fluent Chinese: "This mouthless cigarette is rarely smoked, and it is good to smoke occasionally." He wanted to light it for He Bangwei but was refused, and he was not annoyed, and continued: "This is what I bought from a duty-free shop before I left the United States, and it tastes pretty good. There is a cocoa flavor. ”

He lit it and took a puff, the rich smoke of the tobacco lit irritates the walls of his mouth, and the tip of Wood's tongue catches the faint bitterness of the smoke, but it does not bother him.

The smoke was choking and gentle, and Wood liked the mouthless cigarettes he bought more and more.

He signaled again to light it for He Bangwei, but was rejected again. The smile on his face faded.

"Camels suck very gently." Wood persuaded.

He Bangwei thought that Gu Bei's ultimate goal was to get close to this drug dealer, but what happened at this moment was not in line with the plan. Inexperienced, he could only respond more in silence.

"Le, do you like this music?" Wood was not in a hurry to talk, and after smoking a cigarette, he used the word "Le" to address the man who gave him a special feeling.

was suddenly called like this, Rao is name is not his own, He Bangwei still felt a little uncomfortable as if he had been scratched. A faint aura of danger rose in his heart.

This guy is gay, look at him like this, or is he really aiming at himself?

He lowered his head and took a sip of his Highball, letting the taste of the cocktail explode on the bud on his tongue, and Ho Bangwei narrowed his eyes.

Wood knew that most of the Chinese were introverted. Although the people who came to the bar were relatively good, the one in front of me obviously did not belong to this list.

As the flow of people increased, the DJ of the nightclub switched to a violent music, and the atmosphere of the crowd in the hall suddenly heated up.

With one hand propped up on the bar, Wood leaned over to keep his eyes at the same level as He Bangwei, and said with a somewhat playful expression: "Le, are you here by yourself?" ”

Glancing at the foreigner, the strong warning look made Wood's heart sink.

He took a cup to hide the fluctuations in his heart, raised his head at He Bangwei Yingying, drank WhiteRussian in one gulp, and then got up to leave.

He Bangwei only said his name the whole time, and let the ultimate target leave with a warning look, and suddenly felt that he was really not a qualified informant.

What should I do now? Notify Gu Bei?

The bartender, wearing a tie and vest, walked up to He Bangwei and asked, "Sir, do you want another drink?" He saw that He Bangwei's wine glass had bottomed out.

"Hmm." Using nasal pronunciation, He Bangwei thought for a second and said, "Change to the kind that foreigners drank just now." He didn't know what kind of cocktails Wood was drinking.

"Okay, WhiteRussian." Bartender received.

Wood, who was cruising between the men and women of the nightclub, still had his eyes on the bar over there, and he didn't give up despite the warning look he had just received.

When accosting each other, the other party's reaction is average, so let's stop and talk later, so that the other party can feel safe, and Wood's approach to "sister" is deeply involved.

That warning look was really flavorful, Wood licked his lower lip, and the remaining cocktail made him smile slightly.

He felt the goosebumps on his body all cut into grains, and each one screamed to keep him away.

That man must have a story.

I like it.

Wood beckoned to one of his men not far away, gave him a few words of advice, and then stepped onto the dance floor.

The Chinese subordinate then found a corner, drank two sips of wine from time to time, and set his eyes on He Bangwei.

He Bangwei didn't expect that one of his eyes made the very sensitive Wood choose to pause, and he sent a text message to Gu Bei while waiting for the drink, telling him that he had met Wood.

Gu Bei's reply came immediately, he didn't express surprise, but just asked He Bangwei to stay still and not mention the matter of buying goods, so as not to startle the snake with this coincidence.

He Bangwei silently took the adjusted WhiteRussian, and did not reply to the text message mentioning that the guy had walked away.

Taking a sip and putting the drink in his mouth, he asked the bartender who was still standing in front of him: "Milk?" Coffee? "The taste of coffee couldn't be more familiar.

The bartender seemed to be very attentive to the taste of the guests, nodded and said, "Vodka, coffee liqueur, whipped cream." What do you think? ”

"It's not bad, the coffee smells good."

"Well, the recipe will make the aroma of the coffee liqueur perfect." The bartender was very satisfied with the customer's compliment, and after a few more conversations, he went to bartangle for the person on the other side.

He Bangwei shook his glass, allowing the white cream to seep in faster, and he heard the music here calm down from the violent.

I looked around and looked around. There were a lot of people, and I didn't see Wood, but I just inadvertently met with a gaze that was looking here.

Is this spying on me? He Bangwei really felt that his identity as an informant might be exposed, so he quietly changed his angle, using the knowledge he learned from Gu Bei Nari, trying to find his sight with the smooth mirror surface of the wine table in front of him.

Well, he failed, and the colorful light of the nightclub flickered, and nothing could be seen.

Ho Bangwei abandoned this inappropriate method. He got up and walked to the bartender—he was mixing drinks for two girls.

From the occasional angle of walking, He Bangwei found that the person in the corner was indeed watching him, he was not nervous, but was relieved to apply the knowledge he had learned.

In the moment of turning around, He Bangwei suddenly noticed that Wood's figure was coming out of the dance floor.

Put yourself in the shoes of a criminal - this is very easy, he thinks that if it were him, he would have disappeared as soon as he found someone from the police.

So what is the reason for them to spy on themselves? Not exposed yet?

He Bangwei thought about it and talked to the bartender for a few words. He brought himself another glass of WhiteRussian, and he liked the aroma of the coffee.

Take the cocktail back to its original position. After the last song in the nightclub was played, a new tune was played.

He Bangwei was stunned when he heard the song, isn't this his own song "Above the Gods"?

This...... Is that okay?

"This music is good, do you like it?" Wood came back with a lit camel cigarette in his mouthless mouth.

"I like it." This was the first time Ho Bangwei had answered his question head-on.

This is the music of my hometown, which I wrote by myself and put it into this world, so of course I like it. But. I really didn't expect to hear this song in this environment. Has it been so widespread?

"It's a pity it's a bit niche." Wood's words caught Ho's attention.

Wood noticed his listening expression, and when he looked down at the WhiteRussian cocktail he had just ordered on the table in front of him, he smiled and talked eloquently in Chinese: "I heard this song in American theaters, and the tune is very clever." After three days around the beam, there are still some tragic questions when you listen carefully. ”

He Bangwei was in the bright lights of the nightclub, listening to the music of the drug dealer in front of him commenting on his hometown, and he was out of place for a while, as if he had returned to his hometown to listen to Jay Chou's "Nunchuck" with the Minotaur.

Such a sense of absurdity brought an elusive smile to his face.

He Bangwei originally had a fair complexion, but he was not a sissy, and at this time he looked even more masculine after makeup, sitting at the bar, taking two sips from time to time with a wine glass, and not speaking, looking like no one should enter.

That's what Wood loves.

He is not the homosexuality that Gu Bei speculated before, in fact, he is more fraternal.

He is bisexual.

Flying from the other side of the ocean to such a city, occasionally interested in entering a bar at night, and meeting a man with an extraordinary temperament and ignoring him, his interest in his heart was completely aroused.

What's more, He Bangwei's previous inadvertent glance made him feel vigilant in his heart.

Normally, people will retreat immediately when they feel alert, but Wood no, he spends most of his time in a state of alertness, and this emotion to which others have to react immediately is just a spice for him to make his life more interesting.

The trip under a pseudonym and the cover of other true and false news made him confident enough that when the two days were over, Wood would end the trade and return to the United States.

Thinking of this, Wood's mysterious expression flashed, and then he continued to express his opinion on the music.

After speaking inside and out, he found that the man who had aroused his interest was already smiling at the corner of his mouth.

"How? Does WhiteRussian taste good? Wood gestured to the cup in Ho's hand, as if we were fellow believers.

"Not bad." He Bangwei, who was happy to listen to the drug dealer's praise music, did not hesitate to listen to his true feelings, he really liked this cocktail, it had the taste of coffee in it, I wonder if Joss would like it? Call her next time.

A beautiful girl sat next to Wood, but he was not moved in the slightest, and tonight his target was on the man in front of him.

"Le, do you think all men are created equal?" Wood suddenly jumped to the topic.

He Bangwei looked at the drug dealer: "Hmm. ”

The kind of Oriental subtle answer made Wood feel more fire in his heart, he raised his chin slightly, and cast a slightly eager gaze in his deep eye sockets: "Do people have the freedom to choose their own love?" ”

Without waiting for He Bangwei to answer, he continued: "Do people have the freedom to choose their own gender? ”

Is this a homosexual confession? On the one hand, He Bangwei felt funny, and on the other hand, he was embarrassed that he actually made such a statement to himself.

Wood took a step forward, and was about to say something, when he received a warning glance from Ho Bangwei.

He swallowed, amazed and fascinated by the sharp temperament of the man in front of him.

Dongfang is really a magical place, there is Chen Haiyang in front of him, and when he saw Cai Le again, Wood thought so in his heart.

"Hey, the king of heaven covers the tiger, the tiger is mighty." Suddenly, a man's voice interjected between the two.

He Bangwei was stunned, this is the previous joint code, his own is the river demon of Pagoda Town, and the demon has a spirit, but in front of this big drug dealer, the joint is not right.

Wood glanced at the middle-aged man who interjected unhappily, and saw that He Bangwei also went to see the man, and the adrenaline stimulated by his warning eyes suddenly exploded, and he instantly leaned forward and grabbed the hand of this man with excellent temperament.

He felt the man's hand freeze.

It's okay, Le, it's the first time, Wood is optimistic.

He Bangwei slowly turned his head and looked at the white-skinned foreigner who was very close to him, and his hand shook suddenly.

A slap in Wood's face sent him a spin and he tumbled to the ground.

Another kick to his stomach, Ho Bang Wei was angry.

Kick after kick.

You keep looking at me, forget it!

Just talk to me!

How dare you touch my hand?

Damn, how dare you touch my hand?

Damn, why are you touching my hand?

, you're sick, what are you touching my hands for!

It's a big groove!

He Bangwei kicked over again and kicked Wood a few meters away.

The five people who had followed Wood in before came out of the crowd one after another, two went to help Wood on the ground, and the other three rushed towards He Bangwei.

Wood was lying on the ground and felt a fishy smell in his mouth, looked at He Bangwei a few meters away, and said with a low smile: "The eyes just now were so charming, that's, cold, cough, eyes?" Tsk, chilling style. Holding his stomach, he was helped up by two of his men.

This kind of chilling style, music, I almost fell in love with you at first sight.

Wood's low voice was only audible to him, and he waved his hand to the men who rushed over, waving for the two men around him to take him away. (To be continued.) )

PS: Thank you for the lonely little wizard and the reward from Forget Kui.