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Chapter 285

There were three people in the car when we arrived, but when we left, only two were left in the car.

J chose to quit. He dedicated forty years of his youth to this career, but in the end he found that he had never taken a good look at the world from beginning to end.

Now that he is old, if he doesn't go out for a walk, he may not have time.

The black Lincoln car drives in the night.

K was holding the steering wheel with one hand and supporting his chin with the other. There was incomprehensible sadness in his eyes.

Wang Xu sat in the passenger seat, blowing the cold wind through the window. After a while of silence, he said, "Where will J go when he leaves?"

"My memory will be erased. As a vegetative person who has been sleeping for forty years, I will return to the world, have an ordinary life, and live as an ordinary person." K's tone was choked, not just for his partner.

I feel regretful about leaving and also worry about my future.

K is not young anymore. Although he is not as old as J, he is still an old man in his sixties.

After experiencing the retirement of his partner, he had to consider his own problems.

It is true that as the most legendary member of the black special police force, K has been shining like a star throughout his life.

But he must admit that he is no longer young today. There is a saying that the heart is full of energy but the strength is not enough, and he feels deeply about this sentence.

"Come and have a drink with me. I miss the taste of beer." K turned around slightly and said to Wang Xu.

Wang Xu glanced at him in surprise. J's retirement was a big blow to K, because according to his understanding of K, K had stopped drinking a long time ago.

Thirty years ago, K hit and killed a hippie who ran a red light because he drank too much.

Although the hippie's death was mainly due to him running a red light, K still blamed himself, thinking that if he had not been drunk, he could have avoided this disaster in advance.

Since then, he has never touched a wine glass and only drank coffee until now

new york, night angel bar

"This bar doesn't look very good. How did you know this place? Is it run by aliens?" Walking in the Night Angel Bar, Wang Xu scanned the crowds on both sides through the dim red light.

Night Angel Bar is not big, nor is its class high. Eight out of ten people who come here to drink and dance are Shamat.

Wang Xu followed K. In his original idea, the place K chose to drink should be a high-end restaurant.

There are waiters in white shirts, musicians playing piano, and business elites in neat suits.

But everything here goes against Wang Xu's ideas. It's hard to believe that a legendary figure like K would choose such a place to drink.

"It's not an alien, this is just an ordinary bar." K said without looking back, walked around the dance floor and came to the bar.

The bartender at the bar is a young man. He is making cocktails in an expensive manner amidst the screams of three murderous girls.

K and Wang Xu were sitting next to several girls. The high-end suits and customized watches they wore were out of tune with the people around them.

Soon, the three girls also noticed them. They looked at them secretly and whispered: "I swear, these two must be rich people. Look at their clothes, they are 100% high-end goods."

"Hehe, I like rich people, how about asking them to buy us a few drinks?"

"I heard that rich people are very stingy. How about we try it?"

The three girls were talking and laughing. Soon one sat next to Wang Xu, one sat next to K, and another squeezed in between them.

"Handsome guy, please buy us a drink, maybe we will have a story!" The girl sitting next to Wang Xu wore heavy makeup, her hair was dyed dark green, and she had a nose ring.

Wang Xu looked her up and down for a while and asked strangely: "How old are you?

The Shamat girl is dressed in colorful clothes, but judging from her body shape and appearance, she is definitely an underage girl.

"What's your age?" The girl wrapped one hand around Wang Xu's arm, pressed her whole body against it, and said with a smile: "Sixteen years old, if you buy me a Bloody Mary, I can help you drink it, my skills

great."

Wang Xu lost interest immediately when he heard this. These three girls looked young. They were probably regulars here. They didn't know how many people they had said this to.

There are many girls like this in American bars. Most of them come here for excitement, while a few of them are nightingales raised in the bar.

Some young boys who first join the bar are easily seduced by these people. In order to show their masculinity or to be popular in front of their peers, they will not hesitate to squander all their living expenses for a week or two.

Wang Xu didn't care whether these three girls were non-mainstream people looking for excitement or nightingales sitting in the bar. He had no interest in them.

"Go find someone else. I'm more of a clean person." Wang Xu declined politely, and then looked at K's position.

K was even more happy than him. He took out a police badge from his pocket and said with a smile: "Do you want to go with me? If you don't want to, don't bother us!"

"It's boring!" The three girls saw the police badge, cursed and left.

Wang Xu took the beer from the bartender, took a sip and asked, "Are you really here to drink?"

"Yes, and no!" K didn't blow on the bottle, but asked for another cup, poured beer into the cup and drank.

The scene fell into silence again. Wang Xu was not a good confider, and K was not a person who liked to complain.

When the wine comes, it will be full; when the wine is full, it will dry up.

The two clinked glasses in silence and exchanged drinks in silence. Their own calmness formed a sharp contrast with the noisy dance floor.

Half an hour later, there were more than a dozen empty bottles beside Wang Xu, and there were seven or eight beside K.

Just when Wang Xu thought that the banquet would end with K's collapse, a young black man with a hip-hop style made him give up the idea.

"J" The moment Wang Xu saw the black young man, he knew why J said that he came to the bar to drink, not just to drink.

The old j has passed away, and the new j will surely fill the gap.

Black Super SWAT is like a team. Players come and go, but the jerseys always have those numbers.

This black guy is called Will, and he is played by Will Smith, and he will become the new J, starting the golden combination of JK, and kicking off the Men in Black trilogy.

The moment Wang Xu saw Will, he knew that K came to the bar not just to drink, but to choose a new partner.

Why is it Will? Because Will's father died at the hands of aliens, and K promised Will's father that he would help him take care of the child.

Ever since he was a child, Will himself didn't know that there was always a pair of secret eyes observing him and watching him grow up.

Under this secret guidance, Will became an upright, brave, daring and responsible young policeman without losing his mind.

Obviously, if K were asked to choose a partner or even a successor, Will would be his first choice.

"Will, why are you getting off work so late today?" The young bartender, who was a good friend of Will, said enthusiastically.

Will stepped on the rhythm, jumped to the bar, and replied: "A habitual thief was shot to death by the shop owner when he was stealing from the store. In order to be responsible to the taxpayers, I must work overtime to deal with this problem instead of putting it aside."

Leave the problem to the night shift guy."

"Cheers for your dedication and dedication to your job. This is my invitation to you." The bartender poured a glass of beer and pushed it in front of Will.

Will smiled, took it and drank it, then took out a 20-dollar bill from his pocket and said, "I'm a police officer. I'm just doing my job. Don't treat me to a drink just because of this."

"Haha, it's really yours!" The bartender took the knife and filled Will's beer.

Will leaned on the bar happily. As a 22-year-old young man, he likes to relax after get off work.

Flashing red lights and impassioned dance steps, this is the life that young people should live.


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