The rain was falling from the gloomy sky, it was already dark, and the Thames promenade was lit up with street lights, and a few young blondes walked on the riverside walkway, wrapped in down jackets and short skirts, revealing their white legs.

Britain led the way in industrial leather. In its heyday, it colonized half of the world, but so many scientists didn't invent autumn pants.

This is really incomprehensible.

Luoyang watched those girls go away, but what he was thinking about was Baili Pujia and Xuan Taimei. When they first got off the plane, Baili Pujia said that they still had two hours to get to the station. Most of the so-called post stations are "safe houses" or something, but this is not the point, the point is that most of the day has passed, and Baili Pujia has not sent him a location or a message, and he is a little worried.

Footsteps could be heard behind him.

Luoyang didn't look back???????????????? He also knew that it was Wallace, the housekeeper of the Sudak family, who came, and when he met someone, his nose would remember the smell of that person, so he didn't have to look back to know who was coming.

It is a small building on the banks of the River Thames, said to be a Victorian building, and existed as a brothel for fifty years during that period. During World War II, it was converted into a tailor shop for custom suits, which was purchased by Asatta ten years ago, and it became her and Sudak's love nest.

"Sister loves oil, Scheer?" Wallace stood three paces away, speaking in the standard London accent and speaking his favorite mantra.

In this 30 million pound home, the only one in Luoyang who has a good impression is this Wallace, and he turned around: "Please give me a cup of black tea." ”

"Yes, sir, please wait a minute." Wallace turned and walked away again.

Luoyang didn't actually want to drink any tea, he just wanted Wallace to leave. He took out his mobile phone, entered the WeChat interface, hesitated for a moment and sent a message to Baili Pujia: Have you arrived?

During the day in that café, Luoyang knocked on George Bujiu's bamboo pole without any technical content on the grounds that his soul was hurt, and he agreed, and gave him another five million dollars in that café. He had to cure Sudak after receiving the money, but because of Baili Pujia's reminder, this mission might use Sudak, so he didn't want him to cure it all at once, which made him feel embarrassed.

Cuckoo.

WeChat has received a new message.

But it was a message from Xuan Taimei.

The little fairy who can't eat fat: Uncle, we have arrived at the post station.

Luoyang: What about Pujia?

He felt that it was reasonable for Baili Pujia to send him a message.

The little fairy who can't eat fat: We just arrived at the post station, the hero went to the bathroom, and the mobile phone was charging.

Luoyang: ......

Agents are also people, and if they are people, they have to eat, drink, and Lazar, and only the agents who play in the movie will put handsomeness in the first place. For example, those spy films made by Woodpecker, 007 vs. Black King Kong or something is a typical example.

The little fairy who eats not fat has a position.

Luo Yang took a closer look and immediately frowned.

That place is five kilometers away from here.

The little fairy who can't eat fat: When can you come over?

Luoyang pondered for a moment: I was closely watched, and I couldn't come over without being detected.

Little fairy who can't eat fat: Then you send us a place, and we'll come over.

???????????????? Luoyang sent a position.

Little fairy who can't eat fat: We'll send you a message when we come over.

Luoyang: Okay.

There was the sound of footsteps behind him.

Instead of putting his phone away, Luoyang turned on his camera and took a picture of the street view across the Thames.

Wallace walked over, placed a cup of black tea on a silver plate on the tea table on the terrace, and said with a smile: "Mr. Luo, what impression does London make on you?" ”

"It's good, it's just that the weather is not friendly, does it often rain here?"

"Oh, yes, it often rains here, but it comes and goes quickly, and it's only about a hundred or ten days a year like today."

Luoyang: "......"

Even if it is a rainy place, Shudi is not so exaggerated.

Wallace also chatted with Luoyang about this, and then retreated.

It doesn't give people a particularly warm feeling, and it doesn't make people feel unapproachable, and the scale is just right.

Cuckoo.

It's a message from Baili Pujia.

Hero: Big brother, we're leaving, and we'll find a suitable place to meet when the time comes, and you'll find a way to come out.

Luoyang: Okay, I'm waiting for your news.

He put the Eye of the Feather Blade phone away.

At this time, Asatta and George Bujiu walked over.

"Mr. Luo, are you still used to living here?" Asatta was polite and authentic.

"It's a nice place, thank you, Ms. Asata," Luoyang said. ”

"When is Mr. Luo going to give my husband the next treatment?" That's what Asatta wants to ask.

Luoyang said: "If nothing else, the second treatment can be done tomorrow morning, and your husband's situation is a bit special, so it is possible that the third and fourth treatments may be needed." But don't worry, I will cure your husband's illness. ”

A smile appeared on Asata's face: "I believe that Mr. Luo has such strength, Dr. Kane showed me the examination report of the Royal Hospital, after Mr. Luo's treatment, my husband's cancer cells have been reduced by one-third, which is simply a miracle." ”

Luoyang smiled back.

Then Wallace went out onto the terrace with the silver platter, in which were three glasses, and a decanter containing the decanted wine.

George Bujiu smiled: "Doctor Luoshen, let's have a drink, and by the way, talk about a life problem." ”

Luoyang nodded,???????????????? But I knew in my heart that this old fox was definitely not a life problem, and his chicken soup would only be given to those little girls.

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Wallace poured three glasses of wine, then stepped aside, one hand hanging down naturally, one hand at a ninety-degree angle to his chest, and a white towel on his arm. When the three of them have drunk, he will put a towel on the decanter and pour wine for the three of them, so that his fingerprints will not remain on the decanter.

That's it.

The trio raised their glasses.

"Cheers to the health of my friend Mr. Sudak." George Bujiu made a toast.

The three goblets slammed together.

Luoyang drank the wine in the cup, and was a little anxious, five kilometers is not far away, Baili Pujia and Xuan Taimei will come over soon, how can he have any mind to talk to these two foxes about life.

Wallace came over and padd the decanter with a white towel to refill the wine for the trio.

George Bujiu also opened the topic: "Mr. Luo, have you ever thought about living a truly free life?" On a bigger stage, achieve a higher value of life. ”

Formulate?

Luo Yang guessed the other party's motive, but with a smile on his face: "Mr. George Bujiu, what do you mean by the real free life?" ”

George Bujiu opened his arms and said sensationally: "It's like the explorers on the Mayflower, starting a new life on a new continent." ”

Luoyang shook his head slightly, and looked honest: "I don't understand." ”

George Bujiu shrugged his shoulders, and he felt like a top musician giving a recital to a cow.