Chat? It doesn’t exist, the few words just now may be the limit.

Given that Fan Yongan was too concise and never spoke any further except for necessary moments, Zhou Nan had reason to suspect that this person would not take more than ten minutes at most when the meeting was held.

It may be exaggerated, but it should be a little bit far away. Thinking of this, it is quite happy to be with the Demon City.

Then the question is, the leader seems to have asked him to "smash the situation", but the boss is so harmonious and friendly, how can he be ashamed to start?

It floated and it was pinched off.

Leng Qiu kept his usual low voice and said, "Satisfied, except for the meeting, I have never seen Team Fan say such words to anyone."

"In comparison, you obviously have a lot more words." Zhou Nan summarized incisively.

Jian Zidan finished the fight, "Actually, Xiaoduan can consider transferring to the Magic City, and the overall style is very consistent."

Duan Xinli, "?" What's the matter with me!

Leng Qiu, "...". I feel offended.

It was not much different from what Zhou Nan expected. After the special film, Fan Yongan's summary speech ended briefly.

But Zhou Nan, who was walking in the Xing General Building, seemed to feel a world changed. What was the situation with the look around him?

"Zhou Zhi, can you take a photo together?"

A young girl born in the 2000s beat her mobile phone and was the first to rush forward.

"I want it too!"

Oh, good guy, and young guy.

"Your song "Young Ambitions Don't Say Sorrow" is well written."

An old comrade has been wandering around.

"Can you get a to sign?"

Most of them are girls after all.

“…”

For a moment, Zhou was in the limelight.

Zhou Nan even thought without any hesitation that Leng Qiu shouldn't be so "scenic" in Kyoto last time? So is he considered to have completed the "indicators" issued by his leader?

......

A second-floor snack shop on the side of the road.

The business seems not very good because it is the prime time of midnight snacks, and the attendance rate in the store is less than half.

That night, Ning Yufeng still seized the opportunity to do his best for the landlord, assuming that it would be better if there were no other light bulbs.

On the side of the round table in the hall, six people sat around, half of Kyoto and half of the Demon Capital.

The script killing scene seemed to reappear, with even more people.

That time, I encountered a "secret room murder" case, which directly caused all the follow-up plans to be ruined. The "bad life" girl only hopes that she will be able to go smoothly in the past few days.

He glanced around suspiciously and Ning Yufeng said to Geng Shuang, "Is this the store your classmate opens, which is known as a very authentic and difficult to set up a location?"

"The taste is absolutely authentic!" Geng Shuang's reply was firm and powerful, but her eyes were a little weak.

Ning Yufeng, "...". I really believe in your evil spirit!

The boss didn't see it, but the boss's wife twisted her waist and walked over, "Brother Shuang hasn't been here for a long time, why are you free today?"

"Hey, isn't this a greeting of friends from other places? When we celebrate National Day in advance, Geng Shuang skillfully issued a list of dishes.

"Brother Shuang is still so interesting in life."

The proprietress immediately called the waiter to go to the kitchen to place an order, and personally served the tea and poured water.

At this time, two more waves of people came in at the door, the first wave was black and white. Two men went to the second floor box first, and then the second wave followed a few young men.

"I'll go and greet you," the boss's wife said apologetically to Geng Shuang, and went upstairs to greet the new guests.

"Actually, the business here is really good," Geng Shuang's addition was a bit redundant.

The dishes were served on the table, and it was... it was really average, not that it was particularly unpalatable, it was just the regular level anyway.

Ning Yufeng poked the fried river shrimp, "Tell me honestly, you won't have shares, right?"

Geng Shuang felt wronged, "Isn't it delicious? This is the taste of home..."

Ning Yufeng wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he sold Geng Shuang's face and did not continue to complain.

Within two minutes, the boss lady walked down from the upstairs with a look of disappointment.

"What's wrong?" Geng Shuang couldn't help but ask.

The boss lady sighed, "Don't mention it, the business is not good at all. There are a few people who don't order food and just sit there. They have spent two pots of tea in vain."

"!" Geng Shuang, who was slapped in the face in seconds, said in a fake way, "Is there any weird thing? Are you going to a hotel and chatting in a teahouse?"

"I'll go and urge you to urge you to have a meal." In front of the customer, the boss's wife couldn't say anything, so she simply took the excuse to go to the kitchen.

Leng Qiu suddenly spoke, "The two waves of people who went upstairs just now were quite interesting, and I don't know how to get together from all over the world."

"There are six people in total," Geng Shuang said, "The one who was dressed in white on the stairs should be a local. The one who was dressed in black was obviously from the Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei area. The one behind the four, the one who was tall and particularly strong with a bag should be from the Northeast. Two of the remaining three may be from the south. The last one is not very good. What's my judgment, boss?"

Leng Qiu, "It's pretty good."

Zhou Nan had a meal of chopsticks, and by the way, you, the demons, always keep calm in your meal?

While complaining in his heart, Zhou detached praises, "Often people don't even pay attention to a few people going upstairs, but Captain Geng can even judge the area. I admire him."

Geng Shuang, "?" It sounds like a compliment, why can't I be happy?

Is this called ok? The basic qualities of the police, Duan Xinli snorted coldly, "The Demon City, Beihe, Heilong River, Dongguang, Xichuan, Xishan."

Zhou Nan, "...".Brother, you have a bit of a strong desire to win or lose.

Jian Zidan was intrigued, "Can this be smelled? What's the principle?"

Duan Xinli didn't want to deal with this matter at all.

Leng Qiu guessed, "Maybe it's a combination of appearance, breath and voice, Kyoto detective, excellent."

OK, together with the captains of the two sides, there was a wave of friendship and business hype?

But from the perspective of accuracy, this game is obviously a Kyoto chess game.

Ning Yufeng picked up a piece of celery and chewed it hard for a few bites. He was so upset that he admired the excellence. She just wanted to make a simple appointment, so why was it so difficult!

At this moment, the man in white walked down the stairs and walked straight out of the gate.

A few minutes later, the two young men from Xichuan and Xishan also went down the stairs and hurried out.

Duan Xinli's nose moved, but he didn't say anything.

A minute later, the young man from Dongguang also walked down. After more than ten seconds, the Heilonghe was the last one to walk out.

Geng Shuang filled the goddess with tea, "Oh, it seems that these people are not too thick-skinned, so they haven't sat for long."

Ning Yufeng, "Not sure, isn't there any one else that hasn't come down?"

As the door opened, a gust of night wind blew, Duan Xinli shrugged his nose and looked at the second floor, "The smell of blood is strong."

Geng Shuang smelled it hard and questioned, "The smell of blood? Maybe the kitchen is killing fish. Why didn't I smell it? You are a dog?"

People who have seen its "attributes" will not doubt it, and the "bloody smell" in Duan Xinli's mouth at this moment will never simply refer to ordinary chickens, ducks, fish, etc.

"Beihe?"

Zhou Nan and Leng Qiu looked at each other and stood up at the same time and rushed to the second floor.
Chapter completed!