Under the enthusiastic smile of the shopping guide, Bo Jinghan took his best friend and walked slowly out of the store.
The strong man carrying the bag passed by her as if nothing happened.
As he approached, he tilted his head slightly without leaving any trace, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Miss Bo, I also work for the master. Isn't it too much for you to play with me like this?"
"If you don't follow, nothing will happen!"
"What do you mean, Miss Bo, is that as long as I follow you, you will continue to do this?"
"yes."
Bo Jinghan replied firmly, still moving forward steadily.
Anyone who looks at this group of people will probably not be able to sense the tense momentum that only those involved can detect.
"I will not give up. On the contrary, I like challenging tasks the most."
"Really?" he asked in an understatement, very casually. Bo Jinghan suddenly stopped, looking at his driver's seat, and responded with a smile: "But I have never had much patience with Ivan's eagle dogs. If you leave now
, I will also save you some face for the sake of the Edwards family, otherwise, we have nothing to say. Just continue to follow!"
After saying that, Bo Jinghan left the eagle dog as a pillar and got into the car with his best friend one after another.
…
Along both sides of the river, bustling commercial districts are brightly lit.
The nightlife in the city begins in this bright and bustling ten-mile foreign market.
The car drove slowly on the bar street.
Bo Jinghan leaned against the window, distinguishing the names of the bars with his best friends, and finally found the open bar with a very literary sign and a story behind it.
Nanmeng probably means Nan Ke Yimeng, right?
Looking at the antique two-story building in front of him, which was slightly scholarly, Bo Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out to push up his sunglasses, and walked in quickly with his best friend who had a wicked smile on his face and was eager to try.
Blood Eagle followed closely behind, but there was a black line.
He knew what Bo Jinghan had in mind, and he also understood that her real intention was not just to punish the eagle dog, but the controller behind the eagle dog, Ivan. After all, the eagle dog also represented the owner and suppressed him.
Killing him would be like giving Ivan a loud slap in the face.
He did not object to his master using this method to slap Ivan in the face to demonstrate to him.
But he was really a little worried about having him accompany him to a place like this.
Not to mention that Mr. Bo and the others knew what they would do to him. If Lu Yan knew about it, he probably wouldn't be the first to let him go!
A handsome guy walked into the store with two beauties.
Several loud whistles came from the side.
Yun Chunxi seemed to have returned to the unruly and lush years. Although she remembered some past that she could not go back to, she still had a nostalgic smile on her face.
On the other hand, Blood Eagle was 1.2 million times more energetic, and with a look as cold as a knife, he turned towards the young men who were whistling.
With a bit of provocation.
"This place that Xiao Xin'er mentioned looks really good!"
It's not as noisy as the usual bars.
There is no loud metal music here, and there is no smoky waste. There are several sets of antique seats scattered in the hall, surrounding the stage in the middle that looks like an ancient stage.
On the stage, a young woman was strumming the guitar and humming a familiar old song.
The environment makes people feel relaxed and should be considered quiet.
