Think... Road... Ke eoneon." (Come on, come on, come on.) ）

"I don't want it!"

Fu Yang screamed, threw off his arm, grabbed his hair and ran out of the alley.

Leaving behind a group of street girls, looking disappointed, thinking that he could still come back to do their business.

"It's a pity, a Chinese boy, cute little guy."

"Cowardly guy, I really want to bully you in bed."

"What a mistake, I'll go up to Chinese and talk about it, maybe I can talk about it."

……

Running wildly all the way, Fu Yang was extremely depressed, thinking of a bloody storm, but in exchange for the wind and escaped.

"The old face is disgraced, and the reputation of a lifetime is ruined." Fu Yang said sadly and indignantly in his heart.

Moreover, as soon as he ran out of the alley, he attracted the disdainful glances of passers-by, as if to say, 'It's really inappropriate to like to go to this kind of place at a young age.'"

Running out of a few streets, Fu Yang sat on the stone pier, rubbing his face constantly, feeling as depressed as he was.

No matter how gorgeous a city is, it has an ugly side.

The United States, the world's number one power, is not immune to such a side.

The world cannot live in an ideal, and the cruelty of reality forces them to work in this industry.

Fu Yang didn't have any contempt, after all, he was not born, if there was a better road, he would definitely not set foot on this road of no return.

At this moment, an old white man hurriedly walked by, wearing a suit, with his hand in the belly of the suit, as if hiding something.

For the first time, Fu Yang thought that it was a thief, and immediately vetoed it.

With a watch in the other hand and a suit that doesn't look like a normal product, do you need to steal something? Apparently impossible.

Judging at first glance, his age is estimated to be about sixty years old, and his momentum is calm, not like a simple character at all, but he walks in a hurry, and looks back from time to time, as if someone is chasing him.

Sure enough, someone was really chasing after him.

The same old man, about the same age, dressed in very ordinary civilian clothes, with eyes as sharp as wolves, was stalking his prey.

The distance between the two was not far behind, and the old man hurriedly glanced towards Fu Yang and walked over.

"What's the situation, could it be that the old man in a suit has the wife of the old man in plainclothes, there is a good show that should not be missed." Fu Yang said secretly.

The figure disappeared, floating in mid-air, chasing after the two old men.

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