"Bach, this event will be organized by you, and you must make sure that nothing goes wrong!" James said roughly after finishing the plan, closing the paper, and saying to Bach.

Bach was overjoyed, as a newcomer to the organization, this rare opportunity was rare.

This is the first time he has been in charge of planning an event. Bach nodded one after another, the fat on his face shook extremely violently, and responded: "Boss Xie has entrusted me with a heavy responsibility, and I will definitely live up to your expectations." ”

James nodded in satisfaction, and the meeting dissolved.

Yiyun's body is almost recovering, and on this day, James came to the hospital to pick him up.

This is a classical private school hospital, with European style architecture, white marble walls, and a round roof.

On a large green lawn outside the hospital, Yiyun stood dumbfounded, without the demeanor of the former spear god.

A black Land Rover was parked on the road next to the lawn, James pulled Yiyun into the car, and the two sat side by side in the back seat of the Land Rover.

"Let's drive, Mr. Driver. James said politely.

The car started its engine and quickly sped on a winding mountain road, with green plane trees on both sides of the road outside the window. The rapid progress of the cars made it look like they were going backwards.

Yiyun kept looking out the window, a little embarrassed in the car.

"Going home, we're family, sorry, I forgot. Yiyun asked, looking out the window.

James took his hand and put it on his lap and smiled brightly: "Yes, you will always be my brother." ”

Soon, the car drove into a huge villa and stopped in front of the house through the huge garden.

Yiyun got out of the car and looked around, but unfortunately he couldn't remember it at all.

In front of the house stood two rows of servants, a maid in a lace white apron on the left, and a male servant in a small suit and bow tie on the right. The butler was an old man of about forty. The shiny black hair was combed to the side.

"Welcome back. The housekeeper stepped forward, and James had already explained, so he greeted Yiyun very naturally.

"This is the housekeeper of our house, you can call him Herb. James introduced as he led Yoshiyun into the house.

Yiyun looked at it and walked away, his face full of surprise, is this really his home? How can he be so rich! In the golden hall, there is a long dining table, on which all kinds of delicacies are placed on the white tablecloth, as well as flowers, triangular candle holders, and other decorations. The maids stood at the table, respectfully waiting for their master to take his seat.

After eating, Yiyun was taken upstairs by a maid and returned to the room to rest.

"Oh, Yiyun I'll take you to a party tomorrow. Remember to dress a little smarter. Halfway up the golden spiral staircase, James told him.

At midnight, at the Aishan Bar, a faint layer of white smoke fills the dark blue environment. Above the stage in front of the bar, colorful light balls slowly rotate and illuminate all over the bar, and several hot girls are dancing vigorously on the stage.

A few stunners on the stage wore very little scratching their heads and fiddling with them, their dark skin was exposed to the air, and the two balls of meat on their chests were undulating because of the violent beating, and sweat slowly flowed down their skin. It reveals a wild beauty.

In the first row of the stage, Bach was staring at the lovely people on the stage with his eyes wide open, and his Adam's apple moved, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Boss, the private room is already open. A yellow-haired boy came running up to Bach and said in his ear.

Bach nodded. Retracted the reluctant eyes locked on the girl, and the two walked towards the private room together.

In the dark of the bar, Catherine held a glass of bright red wine and shook her glass. Tonight, she wore red curly hair, delicate heavy makeup on her face, and a bright dress with a low cut and hips. I saw her legs crossed gracefully, her white thighs were exposed, and her red lips took a sip of wine. looked at Bach and the others who were walking towards her in confusion.

According to intelligence, the person in charge of this activity of the terrorist organization will have fun at the Aishan Bar tonight.

Bach, male, Thai, 39 years old, slightly chubby, should be him. Catherine looked at Bach not far away, thinking in her heart.

As Bach walked up to Catherine, Catherine staggered to her feet and poured all the wine in her hand over her chest.

"Ahh......h

The yellow-haired boy on the side hurriedly stepped forward, raised his sleeve to wipe off the stain for Bach, and pointed at Catherine and scolded after he was done: "Where did the crazy woman come from, didn't you see our Lord Bach, someone came to throw her out for me!"

"I'm sorry sir...... I seem to have drunk too much. Catherine made a soft voice and came to Bach, her plump breasts brushing his chest, intentionally or unintentionally.

It turned out to be a beautiful woman, Bach's eyes lit up, and his anger suddenly disappeared, and a trace of saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth on his fat face.

The stunner sent to the door, where is the reason not to eat?

With a wave of his hand, Bach repelled the bodyguards who had come to arrest Catherine. A pair of big hands wrapped around Catherine's thin waist and couldn't help but pinch two handfuls: "Let's go, brother will take you to have a good drink." ”

Catherine half-pushed and half-followed Bach into the box, her misty eyes pausing on Bach's restless hands, revealing a cold murderous aura.

It's just that in an instant it was back to the way it was, "Sir, don't do this. Catherine muttered drunkenly.

The noble VIP box exudes a layer of dark red mist, and there is an ambiguous, lustful, and extravagant atmosphere.

All of Bach's men were gathered here, about fifty or sixty people.

"Bang!" the beer lid was opened, and white bubbles came out and dripped down the bottle to the ground. Everyone drank to their heart's content, and the bustling private room made a noisy sound, filling the weak eardrums.

Bach sat down on the couch with his arms around Catherine, took a cigarette from the desk, and Catherine took out a lighter and lit it for him.

"If it weren't for a damn mission, I'd like to shoot you right now. She thought so, but her delicate face was full of smiles.

"Everyone, be quiet. Bach waved his fat, short hand with the gold ring and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

The private room fell silent for a moment, and a group of young people dressed in the appearance of non-mainstream gangsters turned their heads to look at him.

Premium VIP box with beer bottles and food thrown all over the place.

Bach held up a beer bottle and raised his voice hoarsely, looking overly drunk: "It's a great honor that the boss has given us the task, are you ready? Tomorrow party we have to perform well and annihilate the damn Black Hawk squad in one fell swoop." (To be continued......)