Chi Chong was too lazy to answer the other party's questions and just walked forward with his head buried in the ground.
The oncoming heat wave carries a bit of the salty and humid smell of the sea breeze.
If Chi Chong didn't come with a mission this time, he would really want to relax in this world-famous exotic country.
Pushing open the door in front of you, you are greeted by the air-conditioning.
Chi Chong couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
And the moment he opened the door, everyone's eyes in the bar involuntarily fell on Chi Chong.
Yellow people are not uncommon in this small town.
But the reason why they were staring at Chi Chong was.
This place is not a place where yellow people would come, in other words.
If you are a foreigner, you will not know where this bar is.
And most of the people who can sit here know each other.
However, Chi Chong, who walked in so arrogantly, would be a big trouble if he wasn't a big fat sheep.
"I'm looking for Christine, is he here?"
Chi Chong slowly walked to the bar, stuffed a green banknote into the wine glass and asked softly in English.
"Oh? You are the person the intelligence dealer is waiting for..."
The bartender glanced at Chi Chong casually while wiping his glass.
"It's really rare for yellow people to come to a place like this. I remember you guys have your own gang?"
"I'm not here to cause trouble, and I don't mean to offend everyone here. As long as my purpose is achieved, we will leave immediately."
The originally noisy bar gradually became quiet.
The jazz music in the store is flowing softly.
"Click..."
Chi Chong seemed to be able to hear someone placing something heavy on the bar table.
"Gulu!"
The fellow traveler beside me swallowed lightly because of nervousness.
"cut!"
As if he had some prejudice against Chi Chong's skin color, the bartender sighed slightly and stopped wiping the wine glass in his hand.
He stuffed the banknotes in the glass in front of him into his breast pocket.
"On the second floor, turn left for the third desk."
"Thanks!"
Chi Chong nodded lightly, and then slowly walked up to the second floor with the young man beside him.
"Yellow-skinned monkey!"
In the bar, someone suddenly said this disdainfully.
Chi Chong suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Big...brother?"
Because of the anger in the bar, the young man who used to be just a gangster just went upstairs.
It almost hit Chi Chong's back.
He raised his head and looked at the man, and asked in a low voice with some confusion.
"boom!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out in the tavern without any warning.
A figure sitting at the door of the bar suddenly slowly fell down, staring into his sky-blue eyes. He seemed to be dying and couldn't believe that this yellow-skinned monkey standing on the stairs actually dared to shoot in a place like this."
"Boy!"
"asshole!"
"what are you doing?!"
"Are you looking for death?"
Almost instantly, everyone in the bar stood up, and countless dark guns were pointed at the two people standing on the stairs.
"Big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big big brother..."
Where has the young man who carried Chi Chong's suitcase seen such a battle?
Almost as soon as everyone drew their guns, he was sitting on the stairs holding his suitcase.
"Boy from China, I seem to remember that you said you didn't intend to cause trouble?"
The bartender continued to wipe the quilt in his hands and spoke slowly.
"I really don't want to cause any trouble."
Chi Chong glanced at the other party gently.
"But that doesn't mean I will be a patient person."
"I know the forces that make up this place, so I also know why you are so disgusted with my arrival."
"But I'm very curious. You know clearly that the forces behind me are not easy to mess with, but why do you still put yourself at risk?"
"To put it bluntly, I'm just a nobody."
"So even if you kill me here, it won't help."
"I don't care about you! Yellow-skinned monkey, you are dead today!"
There was another almost crazy roar. He and the white man who fell just now were sitting at the same wine table, and they seemed to be companions.
"boom!"
There was another gunshot.
"If you want to kill someone, it's best not to say anything and just shoot. This way you can ensure that you kill the other person before they kill you!"
"What age are we in now, and are you still doing this Hollywood gangster thing?"
"Okay, okay, put down your guns. This guy is not someone you bastards can afford to offend."
The bartender looked at everyone, placed the glass on the bar and waved his hand gently.
"My place has just been renovated, and I don't want it to be ruined again."
"Hey! Does anyone know those two unlucky guys?"
"Hurry and clean up, go back and tell their boss..."
At this point, the bartender seemed to have heard something, and he looked at Chi Chong.
"Hey! Hua Guo boy, who is behind you?"
Chi Chong smiled softly.
"There is no big shot standing behind me, but my master has already said hello to Boss Zhang. If the people behind those two guys have any dissatisfaction with what I have done."
"Then go find Boss Zhang!"
The bartender still looked calm, but the other people in the pub couldn't sit still when they heard the words "Boss Zhang".
Everyone immediately took the firearms in their hands back to their waists.
If it weren't for the two corpses lying at the door, it would seem that the tense anger just now was just someone's hallucination.
Chi Chong lightly kicked the young man next to him.
"You shameful thing, keep up with me!"
"Boy!"
Just when Chi Chong was about to turn around and continue going upstairs, the bartender suddenly raised his head and called him.
"Although the backing behind you is indeed very strong, this is not the China you know, and not everyone will cherish their lives."
"The two idiots you just killed are a good example."
"And...Boss Zhang..."
The bartender looked like he was hesitant to speak.
"No, it's nothing,"
"Just pretend I didn't say that."
After saying that, the bartender closed his mouth and continued to wipe the glass in his hand.
Chi Chong couldn't quite understand what he meant, but maybe it was for his own good.
After gently bowing his head to the other party, Chi Chong led his companions up to the second floor.
"Are you Christine?"
Arriving on the second floor, there was only an old white man wearing a hat sitting at a table in the empty space.
Presuming that the other party was the person he was looking for, Chi Chong slowly walked to the other party.
Pulling up a chair and sitting at the table, he looked at the old man and asked slowly.
However, the old man did not respond to him immediately.
He just looked quietly at the two bodies lying at the door downstairs.
