Chapter Seventy-Three: The Woman in the Red Dress

The four of them took the return elevator back to the Scarlet Capital, and the moment the elevator door opened, they were all startled by the large number of people in front of them. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoOn weekdays, there are only a few newcomers on a mission, but now, gunmen, strong men with broadswords, Western-style magicians....... and all kinds of people have stopped outside the doors of the elevator to go up, as if waiting for the elevator to set sail.

Everyone looked at Zhang Chen, who walked out of the elevator head-on, and the four of them were inexplicably vigilant. They didn't want to stay too long in these inexplicable gazes, and walked towards the position of the floating spirit for the first time.

What they didn't know was that in a small convenience store at the end of the crowd, a man with a heavy cannon on his back had his eyes fixed on them. His thick neck was slightly bent, he looked down at the photos spread out on the table, and stretched out the spirit ring in his right hand to speak:

"Boss, the target appeared, well, yes, the guy we met that day, exactly like the one in the photo...... Okay, I see, I'll figure out where they are as soon as I can. ”

After the ring was closed, the man settled the account and got up, and walked in the direction of the four of them.......

Time passed in a flash, and when Zhang Chen returned to the big bed in his apartment after a lot of hard work, the fatigue and tiredness brought by his body and mind for days came up, and he didn't even want to move his body to take a shower or something, so he fell asleep like this. In a haze, he seemed to see Li Mingwei's rare but crazy smile.

She appeared in front of him without warning, still wearing a lean and straight dress shirt, the pair of heroic eyes that will never lose to a man looked at him calmly, separated for five years, the two stood together and looked at each other without saying a word, until they woke up from the dream again, the beauty in front of him was no more, Zhang Chen found that he didn't know when he had already burst into tears, and there was no sleep.

When he opened the spirit ring, it was 12 o'clock in the night, and Zhang Chen's heart was depressed. I know that it is just my own wishful thinking, and that 'Ming' is just a coincidence. The girl next door who plays the piano in my impression is not here at all, he is the only one here, a fool!

Zhang Chen walked out of the apartment, didn't call anyone, and walked out of the community alone, walking towards the brightly lit night market in the commercial area not far away. He suddenly wanted to drink, to reminisce about the half-drunk state he had used to numb himself. Twelve o'clock is a good time period. For those with a rich nightlife, this spot is the start of their day.

Along the way, from time to time, there are women dressed up in sexy and bewitching ways to make seductive and seductive moves to him. In the eyes of those street women who are engaged in the world's oldest profession, Zhang Chen, who is kind and handsome, is undoubtedly the ideal sexual partner, of course, if they can kill two birds with one stone from such a level of object, it is what they dream of.

Soon, Zhang Chen walked briskly to a large bar called 'Catwalk', which looked quite luxurious. Unlike the average bar, this bar is divided into two parts, one part is built indoors in an effort to create a lively atmosphere; The other part of it is built on the roof, similar to a small open-air drinking party, with a small stage for dancing, but more often around a wooden table decorated with colored lights.

From here, looking into the distance, most of the entire Scarlet Capital can be seen at a glance. The height of a 50-storey building is not comparable to that of ordinary high-rise buildings, and of course, its price is deservedly the most expensive in the neighborhood.

The world is impermanent, and people also have seven emotions and six desires. In the most difficult and helpless time, people always like to find all kinds of reasons to indulge themselves, even if it is only one night, even if they have to face life in a different way the next day, they will always be short-term erosive people without hesitation.

As for money, or blood weapons, Zhang Chen didn't care. Rather than the sadness in his heart, he hopes to use money to buy all his troubles. Naturally, he came to the top floor of the building, Zhang Chen came to the bar with the help of the slightly drunk light, and took a cursory look at the prices on it, which were generally nearly twice as expensive as ordinary bars.

A bottle of ordinary beer costs 400 pints, and the next little red wine and foreign wine also cost 1 blood weapon, and as for a brand like Lafite, which has a certain age, it costs at least 10 blood vessels.

He carried a piece of beer out of the bar, Zhang Chen preferred the monotonous and dry bitter taste of beer to liquor and inferior wines that tasted no different. The only time in my life that I drank alcohol and went to the hospital was on the night after Li Mingwei went abroad.

Unfortunately, all the wooden tables were full. Zhang Chen is not Liu Weiqiang, who is in amazing demand in this regard, so he naturally dispelled the idea of sharing a table. After looking around, Zhang Chen's gaze stayed on a small belvedere similar to a balcony directly opposite the rooftop bar.

It's a nice place. He thought to himself.

The railing of the balcony is not high, and after turning over it is a very spacious platform, on which people sit and hang their feet outside the building, and look down at the abyss. That's it. Zhang Chen thought silently in his heart, turned over and walked out of the guardrail, carefully climbed onto the platform and sat on it, and put the beer beside him.

Most of the people in the bar are thinking about how to get the opposite sex sitting opposite tonight, how can they still have the time to watch an alcoholic who is eighty percent mentally ill and drunk to go crazy? Therefore, Zhang Chen's dangerous behavior did not cause much repercussions, and no one was even willing to look at him more.

Even if Zhang Chen really jumped, no one would pay too much attention to it, at best, he would gently hum it. There are people dying every day in the Scarlet City, and everyone has long been accustomed to it, one more is not more, and one less is not less.

So, Zhang Chen began to drink alone in front of the rows of high-rise buildings. With one bottle, one breath does not stop. One, two, three...... He didn't know if it was the attribute that he had exchanged in the Scarlet City, and even the stomach in his body had become extremely powerful, and he hadn't even been drunk at all with six bottles of beer.

A cold wind swept across his knees, and the glass city on the opposite side was still clear. Zhang Chen glanced at the abyss under his feet, and the floating spirits flowing by the river were like dark ghosts sneaking in the night. If you fall from such a high place, even a strengthened body will be shattered in an instant.

Just as Zhang Chen was thinking in his heart, a slender figure walked towards him from the platform behind him, her fiery red skirt robe exuding a mysterious beauty under the cover of the moonlight, and her seductive white instep was completely exposed in the extravagant air.

Like a delicate blood-colored rose waiting to be released!