Chapter 9 Much Ado About Nothing
Li Yan glanced back at Afaf's thin shoulders and closed the door tightly, and there was a dark corridor in front of him.
He wore a well-fitting white vest, a long trench coat draped over his shoulders, and stepped on the tiny light of the floor to go deeper, his face a little bad.
Li Yan is not a person who is afraid of trouble, especially not afraid of troubles related to beautiful women. Especially this time Danniang is not there, it is like a tiger into the flock......
Whoever has seen too much of the thugs in the wilderness, who are not human or ghostly, will breed fiery primitive desires when they walk through flames and copper bullets for several days.
But Afaf is too clumsy and uninteresting.
Afaf drunk herself, probably to alleviate her guilt of betraying her husband, but with her charming demeanor and eyes, she stabbed Li Yan, who had a high self-esteem in this regard, in the heart.
Li Yan, who is a little cautious and wants to be cheeky, will not talk about it, even if it is in his heart, he does not bother to complain.
But the best portrayal of his bad mood at this moment is the following most vulgar complaint.
"It's so hard to sleep with me? I'm chubby...... Does my Li Yan look like I'm short of women? At the beginning in Hong Kong, a wealthy woman like Judy was fair-skinned, beautiful, long-legged, all-inclusive of yachts, luxury cars, food and lodging, open-minded, complete and receptive. I'm just so-so......"
In this kind of psychology, whether it is pride or demeanor, Li Yan took the initiative to back down and left the room to Aff's mother and son.
This reason is more than ninety percent, and the remaining one percent is less than one percent, so as to see the "Wild Yak" series of rifles that are worth the money in Yin Xiong's mouth.
Stepping on the sewage stains and domestic garbage all over the ground, the more Li Yan walked up, the wider his field of vision.
The entire fourth floor was opened by this, with holes on both sides, cold wind pouring in, red, green, and green paint patterns on the walls, rosaries, roses, a raised middle finger, a modern girl with exaggerated proportions, and a green-robed Guan Gong with half of his arms exposed.
Ores glowing red and green, which contain a lot of radiation, are embedded in the walls, but apparently no one cares. Throughout, there are pirate-style tall round tables and rattling, see-through wine glasses. Everywhere there were whistling men and women clinking glasses, with bare tattoos and wet skin, not like an arms trading place, but like some adult bar.
"New here?"
A woman with bare and smooth shoulders and a phoenix tail walked over, purple eyeliner and lips, her eyes were blank, and her pupils were slightly raised, revealing a decadent atmosphere.
"Sort of." Li Yan had a smile on his face, he pretended to dig out his pocket, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I originally wanted to invite you to a drink, but it seems that there is no money." ”
The woman giggled, her fingers with black nail polish rested on Li Yan's chest, and a mouth brought out a sweet smell of wine: "It's okay, I can invite you." ”
As she spoke, she brought two pink wine glasses from the counter, Li Yan thanked her, and reached out to take one and put it in her hand.
The woman hugged her shoulders and supported her face with one hand: "I heard them say that there is a new wild third-order wandering god here, isn't it you?" ”
Li Yan was just about to open his mouth, the sound of cowhide boots snapping into his ears, and the muzzle of a huge rifle was inserted between the two, followed by a black vest, and the woman was forced to the side.
Inch head, earrings, fair and handsome face.
Wei Dan.
The heavy body of the gun was hammered on the ground, Wei Dan grabbed a fire-colored wine bottle, and did not raise his head: "Get out." ”
The lazy woman's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Li Yan gulped down the wine glass, stood up and walked over, stretched out his hand to straighten the woman's messy collar, and said in a low voice, "I'll talk to you later." ”
The woman's face softened a little, she stared at Wei Dan hatefully, and stamped her feet and stepped on her high heels to leave.
"Thirty dollars a night, that woman is very cheap."
Wei Dan circled his huge sniper rifle and stared at Li Yan and said.
Li Yan hugged his shoulders: "You have something to do with me?" ”
Wei Dan poured a full cup: "What are you doing here?" ”
"Yin Xiong said that the guns here are good, so I'll come and have a look if I'm interested."
Wei Dan opened his eyes: "Didn't you even bring the money to invite people to drink?" And money to buy guns? ”
"Talking about money hurts feelings."
Li Yan looked serious.
Wei Dan licked his chapped lips: "The Wren brothers' "Wild Yak" series, right? ”
"Well, that's what he said."
"Three thousand yuan, I'll show you the goods. No money to talk about. ”
"I don't have ...... money"
Li Yan saw that Wei Dan's face was not good, and added, "Is this thing okay?" ”
Li Yan casually took out a square iron box and opened it, which was full of glass medicine bottles.
"Something."
"Penicillin."
Wei Dan's eyes moved, and his gaze involuntarily fell on the medicine bottle.
As early as when Li Yan came back from the Renchen battlefield and obtained the Ten Capital Authority Certification, he purchased a large amount of materials and put them into his personal space, including a batch of imported penicillin injections.
He has a special walking physique, he didn't use it much later, and all of them are here.
“…… Inadequate. ”
Wei Dan shook his head coldly.
"That's all I have, and if I can't even see the gun, I won't have anything to say. Come here for a drink. ”
After Li Yan finished speaking, he picked up the bottle of wine that Wei Dan had drunk: "You please this cup?" ”
Wei Dan's gaze stayed on the iron box containing penicillin for a moment before he stood up.
"Come with me."
Li Yan smiled, and as soon as he got up, his temples were hot.
He tilted his head, and in the corner sat a square-faced, bronzed skin, with a red scarf around his neck, and a wine glass in his hand, the pale yellow liquor swaying back and forth. The bare half-cut forearm seems to be cast in copper and iron, revealing full wildness.
And this man's brown pupils have been staring at Li Yan all the time, even if Li Yan looks at him, he does not shy away from it, just like a spotted lizard in the wilderness.
Li Yan tilted his head and asked Wei Dan on the side: "Who is this person?" ”
Wei Dan glanced in the direction pointed by Li Yan, and said casually: "His name is Aba Ningma, he is a guard directly under the headquarters of Crazy Zhuoma, and he just arrived this afternoon. ”
"He's interesting to you?" Li Yan made this guess.
"Nope." Wei Dan hooked the corners of his mouth: "He is a believer in Medicine Buddha." ”
Li Yan glanced in that direction and did not speak.
"By the way, the content of your commission tomorrow is a major event that has been prepared for more than half a year, in addition to external recruitment, the company will also send people internally, and the two of you will arrive at the same time, so you should be divided into a group."
At the table over there, Aba Ningma seemed to pay attention to the conversation between the two people, he drank his wine glass, smiled at Li Yan, and made a motion to wipe his neck.
Wei Dan's eyes were meaningful: "In short, tomorrow's commission, you can do it yourself." ”
Goo Dong ~ Goo Dong ~
Li Yan drank the fire-colored wine bottle clean, exhaled, took a step, and threw Wei Dan a sentence: "I'll see the gun later." ”
As he spoke, he walked to Abba Ningma's wine table, there were three people in total, wearing black military uniforms, talking and laughing from time to time, suddenly, the faces of the three people turned cold, and they all stared at Li Yan who came over.
"I said ......"
Li Yan opened his mouth vaguely, his mouth full of wine.
Aban Ningma smiled coldly, and was about to open his mouth, Li Yan walked faster and faster, and kicked over the wine table, the wine and glass spilled all over the ground, and the corner of the table hit the soft flesh of Aba Ningma's stomach.
"How many are you going to do?"