In the corner of the bar, a man who looked to be in his thirties was sitting at the wine table, holding a wine glass in his hand. The wine in the glass spilled along the rim, but the man didn't seem to notice it at all.
This man already had green stubble on his chin, and it could be seen that he hadn't shaved for two days, making his face look a bit more like a mature man's vicissitudes of life.
Sitting opposite him was a woman in sexy clothes, holding a cocktail in her hand. Her beautiful eyes were looking at the man in front of her quietly, with tender eyes and a listening attitude.
The man grabbed the wine glass in his hand and poured the wine into his throat instantly. With his free left hand, he grabbed the hand of the woman in front of him and asked drunkenly: "Beauty, what do you think I didn't do well enough? She wants this."
Treat me like this? Am I not sincere enough to her? For her, I am willing to do anything. Isn’t this enough? But she insists on being single-minded? Is single-mindedness really that important? "
The beautiful woman was grabbed by the man, but she didn't struggle. She just said in a soft voice: "Women are more demanding than men in terms of emotions. Maybe he didn't understand your difficulties. After all, the two people's thoughts are...
There will always be some differences, right?"
The man's eyes were a little blurry. He stared at the beautiful woman in front of him and smiled softly: "My wife is very beautiful, even more beautiful than you, but she is not as good as you. It would be great if she could think the same as you."
The pretty beauty smiled softly, stretched out her hand to smooth her hair, and said with a chuckle: "Looking at you like this, how many days have you been away from home?"
"We will quarrel when we go back. Why do we go back? There is no one in this world that we cannot live without, right?"
The beautiful woman frowned and said, "But she is pregnant with your child?"
"Child?" the man murmured, with a somewhat hesitant look on his face: "That's a problem, but I don't want to go back for the time being. Let's wait for a while. Now I just want to drink. Beauty, drink with me. We don't want to go back today."
I won’t come back drunk.”
The beautiful woman blinked her eyes and said, "I don't have a good drinking capacity. What if I get drunk?"
"When we're drunk, we'll talk by candlelight at night. It's really relaxing and fun to chat with you. We'll drink and chat at the same time..."
The pretty beauty blinked her beautiful eyes: "Are you really just drinking and chatting? That's what you guys always say when you lie to girls."
The man laughed and said: "It also depends on whether the beauty is willing. Isn't this kind of thing just a matter of mutual consent?"
The pretty girl said with a smile: "Okay, I also like to listen to your chat. You are a man with stories. Tell me about other things about you, okay?"
The man said with a smile: "Okay, as long as you like to hear it, I will tell it to you. You are really right. I am really a person with stories. I have experienced many things."
The man and the woman started drinking, and the man talked endlessly, while the woman listened with a smile, and occasionally showed a look of admiration on her face, which made the conversation more enjoyable.
"At that time, the bullet hit me one centimeter away from my head. If I hadn't dodged at that time, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit here and drink with you now... Well, I drank too much. I'm going to the toilet.
Don't leave, just wait for me, I'll be right back."
The man stood up and staggered towards the toilet. After he left, the woman took out a phone and dialed a number.
A man's deep voice came from the phone: "How is the situation?"
"His wife discovered that he had a woman outside, and they had a big fight. Someone put a bomb in his car. His wife said that it was all his fault, and the two had another fight.
, he ran out in anger and has not been home for several days..."
"Okay, you continue to drink from him. The more you drink, the better. Then after you finish drinking, you find an excuse to leave. You don't have to worry about the rest."
The woman's face showed a somewhat worried look: "What do you want to do?"
"It doesn't matter what you do, you just need to drink with her. The more you know, it will not be good for you."
The woman said, "Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, the woman frowned slightly. Her intuition told him that something bad might happen to this man tonight, but when she thought about the reward she received, the original worries in her heart completely disappeared.
Already.
"Whatever, I'm just drinking with him anyway. Other things are none of my business. He was also drinking. Even if I wasn't there, there would be others."
After a while, the decadent man walked out from the direction of the toilet, returned to his seat, wiped the slightly wet hair on his forehead, smiled at the woman and said: "Let's continue, where did I just talk?
"
The beautiful woman gathered her thoughts and showed a gentle smile: "I just mentioned that you dodged the bullet. You are so good. You can dodg it in such a situation."
The man chuckled: "Of course, then I will continue."
"Okay, come on, have a drink first."
…
In an alley not far from the exit of the bar, an inconspicuous car parked in the shadows of the roadside. There were two people sitting in the car, Zhou Weimin and Zhou Jun.
There were no lights on in the car, and the two of them just sat quietly in the darkness, looking in the direction of the exit of the bar.
"Weimin, are you really ready to take action?"
Zhou Weimin sneered and said, "Although I still want to continue playing with him, I'm afraid that lunatic Qin Zifeng is coming. If that lunatic takes action, there will definitely be consequences. By then, if I want to take action again, it will be too late."
Zhou Jun hummed and said: "Okay, we have been observing for a few days. Yang Hao seems to be really stimulated. He sleeps casually in the hotel during the day, drinks at night, and does not go home. He drinks so much every night
Lingding is drunk. Under such circumstances, we should be more confident in taking action."
Zhou Weimin's eyes revealed a cold light as he handed a tranquilizer gun to Zhou Jun.
"This is an anesthetic gun. There are three anesthetic needles in it. I purchased the anesthetic through special channels. This is a special anesthetic. The anesthetic in one shot is enough to anesthetize an elephant."
"He knows me. If I make a move, it will be easy for him to notice. He has not seen you. When he comes out later, you go over. But when he passes by, you anesthetize him and then drag him back. I will drive beside you to pick him up.
Do you have any questions?"
Zhou Jun nodded without hesitation: "Okay."
After a slight hesitation, Zhou Jun asked with some confusion: "Why use anesthetic instead of other things, or deadly poison, or just use a gun to kill him directly?"
Zhou Weimin snorted coldly: "If we kill him so simply and don't know who he is before he dies, wouldn't that be an advantage to him? I will torture him well and let him taste everything before he dies.
Pain, let him know the feeling of regret!"
Zhou Jun obviously disagrees with Zhou Weimin's idea. For Zhou Jun, killing the opponent is revenge. But for Zhou Weimin, it is obvious that Yang Hao must see him being trampled under his feet and tortured in order to achieve what he wants.
If you want the desired result, there is no doubt that this will definitely add some trouble and variables.
The two people sat like this in the dark, waiting quietly.
The women inside were messaging them one after another. Yang Hao was in a bad mood. He seemed drunk and was about to fall asleep on the table.
"Okay, find a reason to leave now!"
Less than ten minutes after hanging up the phone, Zhou Weimin and the two saw the sexy beauty walking out of the bar quickly, hailing a taxi, and leaving quickly.
After the beauty left, after waiting for a few minutes, he saw Yang Hao staggering out of the bar.
He seemed to be looking for the sexy beauty. He looked around for a while but didn't see it. He looked very angry and kicked a trash can on the roadside, making a clanging sound.
Yang Hao stretched out his hands and rubbed his face, which seemed to cheer him up. He looked left and right, as if he was trying to identify the road, and then walked towards this direction.
When Yang Hao came out, Zhou Jun quietly got out of the car, gripped the anesthetic gun in his hand tightly, put a piece of clothing on his arm to cover up the anesthetic gun, and walked out of the alley.
, walked towards Yang Hao's direction.
Zhou Jun did not walk directly towards Yang Hao, but was slightly away from Yang Hao by about two meters, and his footsteps were very steady. On the contrary, Yang Hao's footsteps seemed a little floaty, and it looked like he was drunk.
few.
Zhou Jun knew that Yang Hao was a master. Not to mention himself, even Zhou Weimin was beaten like a dog by Yang Hao. But now Yang Hao clearly looks like a drunkard. How can he look like a master?
Isn’t she just a woman?
Zhou Jun couldn't help but feel a bit of ridicule in his heart. With your family background and ability, you can't find any kind of woman, and you can't find any kind of woman. It's really embarrassing to do this for a woman.
But that’s fine. If you weren’t like you, where would we have the chance?
The distance between the two people has become closer and closer, and Zhou Weimin, who is sitting in the driver's seat of the car, also has a nervous look in his eyes.
Zhou Jun and Yang Hao passed each other. Zhou Jun's heart beat very fast at this moment. He turned his hand slightly, aimed at Yang Hao's back and pulled the trigger. An anesthetic needle flew out instantly.
came out and stabbed Yang Hao in the back.
However, at the same time that Zhou Jun pulled the trigger, he suddenly noticed that Yang Hao had turned his head to the side, and his eyes were like cold stars in the night sky. There was no trace of the intoxication in his eyes just now, and some were just as cold as blades.
As sharp as a hawk, it was staring at him with a hint of ridicule.
Staring at these eyes, Zhou Jun's heart suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
be cheated!
This thought arose in Zhou Jun's heart, along with despair. He could only put all his hope on the injected anesthesia needle.
With such a short distance, it is logically impossible for Yang Hao to avoid it, but the anesthesia needle failed.
Yang Hao had already turned around, staring coldly at the anesthetic gun in Zhou Jun's hand, and smiled coldly: "Are you finally willing to show your face?" (To be continued)