Chapter 505: It's Not an Affair, It's a Trap
There was a bowl of dried fruit and a plate of fresh fruit on the table, and the waiter said it was from the bar when they brought it to the table. I didn't move, I just drank and anesthetized myself with alcohol.
βCheers!β
I took a long sip of my glass. looked at the resident singer on the other side, but a piece of iron appeared in her head.
How did Cao Mingzhe come out of the Hakka people's gate of eternal life?!
This question came to my mind at the moment when Cao Mingzhe asked me what Captain Zhou had explained to me.
On the issue of this piece of iron, the information that Captain Zhou and Cao Mingzhe revealed to me was completely opposite. I don't know who to trust.
If Cao Mingzhe's words are true, then everything can be explained clearly, and I have recognized and accepted this statement for some time. If it is the opposite, many of my previous experiences and the information that Cao Mingzhe revealed to me will be completely reversed.
There are only two ways to open the door to eternal life, with that piece of iron or with me. If the piece of iron in Cao Mingzhe's hand was an imitation, then how did he get out of the Hakka people's gate of eternal life? If not, what was Captain Zhou's intention in revealing this false information to me?
My mind started messing up again. It seems like it's a mystery or dead knot that can't be solved.
The phone rang to free me from the loop, and I felt like I was going crazy.
"Old Cao, how is it?"
"The money has been approved, give me the account number, and it will arrive tomorrow afternoon. It couldn't be sooner. β
"Thank you, Lao Cao."
"Don't bother me. Don't contact me until you arrive in Lop Nur, I'm afraid I'll have a heart attack. β
"Take care."
"Take care."
Hanging up the phone, I found that the bar-resident singer opposite me was looking at me with a slice of watermelon, as if she had been observing me for a long time.
"You're special." The bar's resident singer took a bite of a watermelon and said.
"You want to say weird." I poured myself a glass of wine.
Particularly? Too subtle! I don't think anyone is going to be in a bar and hide themselves in the dark all the time. Unless her eyes are illuminated. She couldn't see my face at all.
"It's special. I don't think anyone saw how you got in, no one saw your face, you're mysterious. β
"Mysterious? Yes. This assessment is very pertinent. "Frankly, I feel like I'm mysterious. It is a super guinea rat coveted by certain organizations.
At this moment, a man in a suit walked up to the resident singer and bent down to whisper something to her.
The resident singer shook her head stiffly. Pointing at me, "I'll ask him." β
The man in the suit straightened up and looked at me and said; "I'm going to take her away."
The resident singer looked at me nervously, frowned, and shook her head slightly.
I see, it's not an affair, it's a trap.
However, depending on my personality, even if I am not drunk, sad and depressed, I will not sit idly by. It's just that the way and method will be more relaxed, and it will be more humane, and at this moment
"No!" I replied stiffly.
"Do you know who I am? Don't think that if you have two stinky money, you dare to be arrogant with Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is richer than you. β
Anyone who dares to call himself Lao Tzu in front of me is me, and Lao Tzu is fat. I glanced at his small body, but I didn't take any interest in him.
"Get out!" I took a sip of wine and spat out a word.
"You come out for me! Do you dare to come out!? β
Listening to the screams of the strong and the dry, my blood went straight to the top of my brain under the stimulation of alcohol. My throat is habitually dry, but not nervous this time. It's excitement. I had suppressed emotions that I had suppressed for too long and needed to be vented.
I reached for the bottle and filled it to the brim. The second bottle of wine actually bottomed out.
Tilt your neck and pour this glass of wine. "Okay, then get out."
The resident singer probably didn't expect me to be so bold, maybe I'm afraid that it won't end well. He stood up and tugged on my sleeve and whispered, "He has a few bodyguards, and he's pretty powerful." β
I turned my head to look at her. "I have to work hard for you and others, and I don't know what your name is."
"Piao Piao."
"A stage name." I muttered and walked out.
"My surname is Willow, the willow of the willow tree." When walking past her. I heard her whisper.
I didn't stop, I didn't look back. I didn't do it for her, I just wanted to vent. I thought that alcohol would numb my nerves and relax my body, but for now, it seems. Didn't get the effect I wanted. Then let's vent it wantonly.
As I passed the cashier, I threw out two stacks of money and settled the bill.
When I got out of the bar, I saw the boy throwing his suit on the ground, cursing something in his mouth. He was followed by two sturdy men, not short, about the same as me.
When he saw me come out, the boy pointed at me and shouted. "That's him, call me! Fight to the death! β
When the two bodyguards heard this, they outflanked them from both sides. I cursed secretly: It's not authentic, this is going to be a group fight.
But I'm really not afraid of these two bodyguards, I've seen a lot of strong bodies, and I've beaten a lot of them. At least squad leader Liu's physique is much stronger than the two of them, doesn't it make me lame.
I took a step forward towards them, and I felt my face appear under the advertising lights in front of the bar. It's kind of dazzling.
I think my face was still very bad, and the moment my face appeared in the advertising light, I saw a bodyguard's footsteps suddenly slow down, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.
The other bodyguard was younger, bolder, and didn't have dead eyes. He was swearing as he rushed at me. "The kid is looking for death, dare to spread wild in this place, has he never died? Lao Tzu's men have died! β
I said coldly, "Me too." "And then there's a punch to the face.
If it weren't for the tens of thousands of dollars of wine I drank in distress, I would have liked to say that Lao Tzu had eaten human flesh. It is estimated that I will not be able to stand it first, and eighty percent will vomit.
The bodyguard also had two blows, quite confident in his skills and speed, he didn't dodge, his left arm was slightly raised to protect his face, and his right fist slammed towards me.
At this time, it is not only the speed of the punch, but more importantly, the boldness, looking at the opposite fist to greet his head, as long as one side is a little instigated, even if it blinks, it will lose the opportunity.
I didn't coax, I didn't even blink. I guess at the moment, even in the face of bullets, I won't close my eyes and wait for death.
It's the other party who is instigating. I saw that the moment my fist was close to his head, the boy tilted his head and closed his eyes out of physical protection.
My head was tilted slightly, too, to avoid the oncoming punches, but my eyes were wide open and I could clearly see his fist slicing through the corner of my eye, and my fist hitting his left eyebrow bone with unmistakable accuracy.
My fists and feet didn't stop, and I threw three punches in a row, making me watch the kid fall at my feet in an S shape.
Stepping over him, I didn't look at the other dumbfounded bodyguard, and walked straight up to the kid who was calling me for battle.
On a cold day, this kid threw his coat on the ground again, maybe it was frozen, and shivered at me.
It should be frozen. I walked over, and the boy who didn't know how to die was still yelling at me. "Boy, you wait, I called my brother to clean you up, do you know who my brother is"
I didn't wait for him to finish, and I slapped him in the face. didn't make a fist, just spread his five fingers and slapped him in the face. I was worried that his small body would not be able to withstand my punch.
I don't have a thorough understanding of my own abilities, and looking at the results reflected in Squad Leader Liu, it seems to have the function of delaying the strike effect. Don't punch down, you didn't die on the spot, but when you turn around and die at dawn, you'll be in a nest. This kid is angry, but I can't beat people to death because of this.
However, this slap was enough for him to drink a pot, at least the visual effect was spectacular, and the two nostrils spurted blood together, and his face and clothes were instantly splashed with blood.
The boy sat down on the ground and howled like a splash. "Don't run away, I'll tell my brother to kill you."
I spat on it. "Well, you told him to wait for me here, and I will come here in the next year. Get a few decent people, don't slap them all over the ground, like a cockroach. β
I turned and walked a few steps, remembered something, stopped, turned to him and said, "Don't be embarrassed by that girl, she's my person, or else"
I sank my face and shook my fist at him.
When I turned around again, there was no shouting behind me, only the crying and mourning.
I guess I sank my face, and my face became even more ugly, which really scared that kid. (To be continued......)