Far away from the scene of the fight, An Ruoer put away the night vision binoculars, got into the car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away quickly.

Feng Xinglei didn't pay attention to the people lying on the ground, there was still someone secretly directing here, and that person was the master.

He also got into the car and sped down the road at top speed.

But he drove the car for a long time, but he didn't find any trace of the other party.

He slammed his fist into the front glass of the car, which splattered and shattered the entire piece.

The blood melted on the glass, illuminated by the street lamp, and shone with a demonic light.

When he turned around and drove back to the place where the fight was fighting, there was no one on the ground except for the remaining blood that was still proving what had just happened.

He didn't get out of the car, he stepped on the accelerator with a heavy foot, and the car sped away.

When Tian Jing came to Feng Ming to find Feng Xinglei again, he was told by his subordinates that he had already explained everything and went to the police station to surrender.

He went to turn himself in, so what about her experimental plan.

She hurriedly wanted to chase him back, and only then did she step out of Fengming's door, but a strong light suddenly lit up in front of her, all shining on her.

She didn't instinctively cover her eyes like ordinary people, and still looked straight ahead in the bright light.

The police lights were on, but there was no sound of alarms, and the doors on both sides of each police car were opened, and the police officers dressed in protective gear were ready to fight one by one.

Under the cover of the car door, the muzzle of each black hole was aimed at her body.

Such a big scene to greet her shows the police's 'attention' to her.

"Tian Jing, you have been surrounded by our police. Now throw your hands up and surrender. ”

The police leader turned on the loudspeaker to warn her loudly.

Outside the cordon, a large crowd began to circulate.

Tian Jing retreated into Fengming, she heard the gunshots behind her, and the sound of chasing footsteps, and sped up her steps to run past the panicked guests.

There was no back door, and this kind of large-scale round-up must have been staffed at the back door.

She took a few leaps and flew up to the second floor, continuing to walk up, the police kept following her, some of them were still dressed in civilian clothes, and it seemed that they were eyeing her.

Tian Jing was caught up by them on the rooftop. There is no way out. Behind her was guns pointed at her.

But she never stopped, and when she reached the edge of the rooftop, it seemed like she was about to jump.

Getting up and jumping, her body flipped twice in the air, and then jumped directly onto the roof of another building nearly ten meters away.

The movements are smooth and simple.

But the police officers who pursued her were all dumbfounded.

But he immediately reacted and fired his shot. After a burst of gunfire. Someone started using a headset to contact the back-up staff downstairs. Urgently notify them to go to the opposite building to intercept them.

But then they saw that she had jumped to the opposite rooftop and did not go downstairs, but continued to run and jump forward.

They watched her use the incredible skills that only in the movies. Only running and jumping on the high and low rooftops, they quickly ran out of their encirclement.

An Ruoer drove the car to the underground parking lot of a supermarket on the side of the road, and got rid of the tracking that was clung to the back of her car.

When the car stopped, she closed all the glass and locked the doors.

She pulled out a palm-sized flask, unscrewed the lid and drank.

The lights went out, and the entire parking lot was plunged into darkness.

The familiar choking touches the tongue, and the wine passes through the mouth, tongue, and then over the throat. It's like a tongue of fire, burning all the way to open the door of memory-

She opened her eyes, but had to slam them shut.

She couldn't stand the blinding light in the room, as if it was about to blind her eyes.

Her eyes are fragile, and so are every nerve in her head.

Is this what it feels like after a hangover?

It's uncomfortable.

"Headache?" A voice sounded above her head, as melodious as a dragon's chant and a phoenix's voice.

She nodded, still feeling like a two-headed monster, especially when she shook her head, the feeling of nausea and vomiting was more obvious.

"Nausea and want to throw up?"

The voice asked, as if it could see everything going on in her head.

She nodded again.

Feeling a pair of hands holding her somewhat uncontrollable head was not until the two heads shook like springs and finally merged into one, and the dizziness was much better.

As if she had found a way to make herself feel better, she rested her head on him.

"Alas, whoever let you drink without being fine, he won't drink at all."

Listening to his voice in my ears, I actually had a little excitement in my heart.

Since she woke up from a coma, she has lost all her memories, and she has not only felt strange to this 'husband', but also fearful.

In normal times, she wouldn't have dared to get too close to him.

I only dared to look at him secretly from an angle of admiration.

But now, she could take advantage of the hangover headache to lean on him like this. He didn't push her away.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling of leaning against him, and now instead of feeling uncomfortable, she felt a sense of fluttering comfort, as if she were walking on the clouds.

"But I see you drinking a lot, why have I never seen you drunk?" She asked curiously.

"Me?"

"Hmm."

It wasn't until two days before her hangover was completely cured.

He called her over and placed a few different bottles of wine on the table.

"There's a trick to drinking, and if you can learn whether you want to get drunk or not, it's up to you."

"Really?"

She stared at the wine incredulously, curious about what he was saying, but the experience of having a headache for two days made her a little daunted.

He didn't smile much at that time, and took the carved black jade wine glasses and lined them up.

She counted fourteen cups.

"Xu's "Sayings" cloud: Wine, too. Therefore, the good and evil of man are also. That is, wine can be transformed according to the good and evil of people, and the good use it to do good deeds, and the evil use it to help their evil deeds.

That's why the world will have the sayings of 'borrowing wine to commit murder', 'wine helps poetry' and so on. There are also words to explain flowers, and wine to relieve worries. ”

As he spoke, he opened the bottles again and poured a glass of wine into one glass.

The title of "Drinking and Eating" is cloudy: The clear wine is said to be brewed, and the turbid is said to be ang; Thick said alcohol, thin said iron; Rebrew and say, one night is said to be liquor; The beauty is said to be fermented, and the unsqueezed is said to be fermented; Red is Dai, white is Dai. ”

The black jade glass was filled with liquor. For a moment, the air was filled with the aroma of wine.

The wine was smoky, and she was smoky just by smelling it. His erudition and strong memory made her admire it even more.

Even a layman like her, who doesn't know how to drink, knows that this way of drinking with different alcohol levels is the easiest to get drunk.

But he just drank it all the cups.

It's simpler and more casual than drinking plain water.

No, boiled water is light and tasteless, but he drinks as if he is tasting tea, never like an ordinary drunkard, and as soon as he drinks it, he is addicted to alcohol.

He drank a lot, but he was always graceful, and he felt pleasing to the eye just by watching.

As he drank the wine in his glass, he told her about the alcohol content of each bottle, the raw materials, and the whole fermentation process...... Each of them can be counted as many treasures, as if the wine reached his hands, and there were no more secrets to speak of.

She listened and was fascinated, and she was fascinated by it, and even felt that it was the wine that had entered his mouth and told everything about himself to his tongue, so that his tongue could taste so many things.

Nothing can resist his lips and tongue.

She swallowed quietly.

"Once you know these wines, they will no longer be mysterious in front of you. Next, you'll have to learn how to accept them. (To be continued.) )

PS: Every time I write about wine, I can't help but want to drool, I don't know if there are people who love to drink are watching.