The drizzle of rain fell from the gloomy sky, and it was dark early. Street lights were on the trail by the Thames. Several young blonde girls walked past the trail by the river, wrapped in down jackets, wearing short skirts, revealing their white legs.

Britain led the Industrial Revolution and colonized half of the earth during its heyday, but so many scientists did not invent autumn pants.

This is really puzzling.

Luoyang watched the girls go away, but what he was thinking about was Baili Jianjia and Xuan Taimei. When he got off the plane, Baili Jianjia said that they had two hours to get to the inn. The so-called inn is mostly a place like a "safe house", but this is not the point. The point is that most of the day has passed, and Baili Jianjia has not sent him a seat or a message to him. He is a little worried.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

Luoyang did not look back and knew that it was Wallace, the butler of the Sudak family, who had met once, would remember the smell of that person on his nose, so he would know who was here without looking back and looking back.

This is a small building on the banks of the Thames. It is said to be a Victorian building. It existed as a brothel during that period for fifty years. During World War II, it was changed to a tailor shop to do a custom suit business. It was purchased by Asata ten years ago and became her and Sudak's love nest.

"Sister likes to be slap, Schell?" Wallace stood three steps away, and his standard London accent was also his favorite catchphrase.

The only thing that Luoyang has a good impression of is Wallace, who turns around and says: "Please give me a cup of black tea."

"Okay, sir, please wait." Wallace turned and left again.

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

During the day, Luoyang knocked George Bujiu's bamboo robbery without any technical content in the cafe. The other person agreed and gave him another $5 million in the cafe. He had to cure Sudak after collecting the money, but because Baili Jianjia's reminder that this mission might have to be used for Sudak, so he didn't want him to cure it at one time, which made him feel embarrassed.

Gugu.

WeChat received a new message.

But it was news from Xuan Taimei.

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

Luoyang: Where is the reed?

He thought it was reasonable for Baili Jianjia to send him a message.

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

Luoyang:...

Agents are also humans. If they are humans, they have to eat, drink, defecate, and only agents played in movies will put their handsomeness first. For example, those agents filmed by Woodpecker, 007 vs. Black King Kong are a typical example.

The little fairy who couldn't eat fat posted a spot.

Luoyang looked carefully and frowned.

That place is five kilometers away.

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

Luoyang thought about it for a moment: I was closely monitored and could not come over without being discovered.

The little fairy who doesn’t eat fat: Then send us a seat and we’ll come over.

A location was posted in Luoyang.

The little fairy who doesn’t eat fat: Let’s send you a message after we come here.

Luoyang: OK.

The sound of footsteps came from behind.

Luoyang did not put away his phone, but turned on the camera and took a photo of the street scene across the Thames.

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

"Very good, but the weather is not friendly. Does it rain often here?"

"Oh, yes, it often rains here, but it comes and goes quickly. For example, like today, it only takes about a hundred days a year."

Luoyang: "…"

Even if there is a lot of rain in Shu, it is not so exaggerated.

Wallace chatted with Luoyang and then stepped down.

It does not give people a particularly enthusiastic feeling, nor does it make people feel unkind, and the scale is just right.

Gugu.

It was the news sent by Baili Jianjia.

Big Hero: Brother, we are leaving. At that time, we will find a suitable place to meet and you can find a way out.

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

He put away his phone from the Eye of the Feather Blade.

At this time, Asata and George Bujiu came over.

"Mr. Luo, are you still used to living here?" Asata said politely.

Luoyang said: "It's very good here, thank you, Ms. Asata."

"When will Mr. Luo give my husband the next treatment?" This is what Asata wants to ask.

Luoyang said: "If nothing unexpected happens, the second treatment will be done tomorrow morning. Your husband's condition is a bit special, so it may require the third and fourth treatments. But don't worry, I will definitely cure your husband's illness."

Asata smiled on his face: "I believe 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. This is simply a miracle."

Luoyang smiles back.

At this time, Wallace came to the terrace with the silver plate again. There were three cups and a decanter in the silver plate, which contained awakened red wine.

George Bu Jiu smiled: "Doctor Luo, let's have a drink and talk about life issues."

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

Wallace poured three glasses of wine, then stepped aside, one hand drooped naturally, the other hand was placed at a 90-degree angle under the chest, and a white towel was placed on his arm. After the three of them drank, he would use the towel to pad the decanter to pour wine for the three of them, so that his fingerprint would not be left on the decanter.

That's so particular.

Three people raised their glasses.

"Cheers for the health of my friend Mr. Sudak." George Bujiu said a toast.

Three goblets slammed together.

Luoyang drank the wine from the cup and felt a little anxious. Five kilometers were not far away. Baili Jianjia and Xuan Taimei would come soon. He had no intention of talking about life with these two foxes.

Wallace came over and put a decanter on a white towel to refill the three of them.

George Bujiu also opened the topic: "Mr. Luo, have you ever wanted to live a truly free life? On a larger stage, realize higher life value."

?

Luoyang guessed the other party's motive, but had a smile on his face: "Mr. George Bujiu, what is the real free life you are talking about?"

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

Luoyang shook his head gently, looking honest: "I don't understand."

George Bujiu shrugged his shoulders, and he felt that his passionate speech was in vain, like a top musician holding a concert at a cow.
Chapter completed!