Luo Bing walked out of the box barefoot, and brought back three men and two women after a while. Two of the men are thinner, and the other is super fat, how fat are they? The door of the box came in sideways.

Both ladies are sexy and beautiful, with big wavy curls hanging down their chests and a faint smell of perfume on their bodies.

Everyone would say hello to Zhang Yao when they came in, and Luo Bing sat down next to him again and introduced him one by one.

Zhang Yao listened to a rough idea, how could they remember who was who when they met for the first time, in short, their relationship should be friends.

"Handsome guy, come and have a drink with my sister." A beautiful woman in a fluorescent blue raglan dress sat next to Zhang Yao, holding two glasses of wine in her hands.

"I'm not drinking very well, drink this glass, don't pour me." Zhang Yao took the liquor and drank it all.

The beauty in the blue dress smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth and drank the wine in her hand.

Zhang Yao looked at her appearance and felt that she didn't seem to be a pure Oriental, with deep eye sockets and straight nose bones.

"You're not Chinese, are you?"

"I am, but my hometown is not here."

Luo Bing patted Zhang Yao's thigh and whispered in his ear, "Have a drink with me, it's my birthday today." ”

"It's also my birthday." Zhang Yao told her with a smile.

After a few glasses of wine, his vision began to blur, and the pictures in his eyes seemed to have become fragments, and he vaguely saw the fat man walking out of the door, and the hands that kept stretching out beside him were still pouring wine into his mouth.

After Zhang Yao was completely drunk, several people in the box suddenly changed their faces. Luo Bing stood up and tidied up his clothes, and watched several companions on the sofa begin to assign tasks.

"Nami. You draw Zhang Yao's blood first. The beauty in the blue dress stood up and quickly took out the pre-prepared needle from her small bag.

"Dacheng, you take a picture." A tall, lanky man nodded and stood up.

"Mary and Roger, you two go and help the fat boy to prevent the other from coming back early."

"Got it!"

Several people quickly dispersed. Each completes its own task.

Who are they? They were the eyes that Zhang Yao felt watching him during the day. As Pan Zhen once predicted, the disappearance of a mountain will definitely not go unattended.

These six people are members of the three groups of the Abnormal State Research Institute, an organization that is extremely hidden, and certainly not any of the official departments.

They are involved in a wide range of fields, aliens, anomalies, mysterious events, spontaneous combustion of the human body, etc., as long as it is not in the normal range, they belong to them.

The disappearance of Lingshan is very important to the above. Therefore, Luo Bing, who is extremely capable, was specially appointed to take on this task.

Although this capable woman is only 27 years old, she has been in this business for 12 years, and she can be regarded as an old-timer in the firm.

She walked over to the sleeping Zhang Yao. Unbutton his neckline.

"Sister Bing, look at this." Nami lifted Haruka Zhang's wrist.

Luo Bing glanced at the gossip-type tattoo and told the man standing aside, "Take a picture." ”

Slowly took off the clothes on Zhang Yao's body, and carefully checked if there was anything special.

"The tattoo on the back was also photographed." Luo Bing touched the somewhat raised plum blossoms with his hand. While talking to the person behind him.

"Sister Bing. Pumped three. Nami shook the blood vial in her hand and squatted in front of Zhang Yao's face to take a look: "This kid is quite handsome, if it weren't for our target." ”

"You're in love with this again?" The man taking the picture kept pressing the shutter with his hand, and his mouth was not idle.

"We'll have to get to the bottom of them before we can take any action, and Nami will inject him with a tracker."

"Then he might be easy to spot."

"Probably not, it's hidden in the scar on his back, and the pain nerve of this regenerated tissue is relatively low."

"Understood!"

Zhang Yao was tossed over and over again like a guinea pig, but in fact, he didn't want to. It's just that alcohol can not only anesthetize the body, but even the soul can't resist it. If you are simply unconscious by the attack. Then the soul can easily escape.

One dream after another made him indulge in it, and he seemed to be back in college, watching familiar faces pass by in front of him, Buddha Bao and Qiming walking on the way to the cafeteria with rice bowls.

Everything is so beautiful, so nostalgic, so unforgettable.

"Zhang Yao! - Little Yaoyao! - "Suddenly someone hit him in the face a few times, Zhang Yao woke up from the dream and found Pan Zhen sitting beside him.

"Why? I was looking for you outside for a long time, and you came here to hide and be quiet. ”

Zhang Yao sat up staggeringly and found that the people in the room were gone, and he was very confused: "What about Luo Bing?" And her friends. ”

"Who is Luo Bing?" Zhen was curious about his unusual words.

"It's just a woman in a red dress with a mole on her face." Zhang Yao pointed under the corner of his eye.

"When I came in, you were the only one lying here, it couldn't be your dream." Zhen joked with him that he thought it should be Zhang Yao who was drinking with someone and was drunk and thrown here.

There are a lot of whites like him in nightclubs, and it is humane to throw them here, and they are everywhere in the toilet.

"Maybe they left because I drank too much. How are you? Have fun? Zhang Yao pressed his forehead and asked.

"Happy~~ I also have a few beauties left, or you can go over there with me."

Zhang Yao looked at him in surprise: "How many rooms have you opened?" No wonder no one else can book a birthday. ”

"Alas~~ This one is reserved for your normal consumption, and that one is reserved for me" Zhen smiled evilly, and his eyes conveyed a signal of 'you know'.

Zhang Yao stood up, his steps were still a little confused: "Well, if I go in with you, I guess I can let Dongyang hack to death when I go home." ”

Pan Zhen helped him from behind: "There are two choices to live in this world, either suffocate to death or die coolly, which one do you choose?" Besides, you're all in a nightclub, what are you going to do if you're not crazy? How nice it would be to go to the café and sit. Come with me, I'll get you high. ”

Zhang Yao was dragged out, and he was deeply touched at the moment, Dongyang and Pan Zhen were the two little goblins in his heart, one was the embodiment of justice and the other was the embodiment of evil.

He does not fully agree with the righteous, nor does he completely reject the evil. Human nature is like this, and long-suppressed emotions also need to be released.

Neon lights, smoke, deafening music, wine bottles all over the floor, clothes taken off, chaotic rooms.

Men and women swaying wildly, twisting their bodies, sexy keto bodies, kissing and lingering.

I'm afraid it's difficult for people who can't let go of this temptation to control it, is there really a difference between ** and pursuit?

Reckless plunder, greedy demand, exposes the darkest side of the soul.

Everything in the world is like this, there is yang and yin, there is sun and moon, there is good and there is bad.

The other side of Zhang Yao was something Pan Zhen had never seen before, and of course it made him feel a little surprised. But he didn't stop it, and sat on the sidelines, because he also wanted to know what Zhang Yao, who had always been sentimental and had a reserved personality, would be crazy. (To be continued.) )