Zheng Ziyang's eyes were not closed until he died. In addition to annoyance and regret, there was also deep fear in his eyes.
At the last moment of his life, he really regretted that he had indeed provoked a madman!
He made the greatest concession and commitment in the shortest possible time and in the most humble tone.
But it was useless. After the madman muttered to himself, he was executed by execution.
After Qu Jianlei killed people and mutilated corpses, his mood became much better - he had been holding back this depression for twenty years.
Although there was only one audience, the emotional stagnation was vented and his mental state improved a lot.
In addition, he also gained something materially - Zheng Ziyang wore the Quantum Group's talisman.
Captain Zheng came back on a rotation basis, and during the process of debriefing, he brought back some gains.
Most of these harvests are Zarif's specialties, and there are no energy blocks or anything in Qu Jianlei's eyes.
But what surprised him was that there were actually a large number of energy block banknotes in the talismans, nearly three million in total.
Zarif has been liberated, prices will return to normal soon, and banknotes can be effectively circulated. Why bring it back?
Then Qu Jianlei figured it out: This is probably not the public property of the Quantum Group, but the private property of Zheng Ziyang!
After the Star Thieves captured Zarif, the value of silver notes once depreciated to 30% or even 20% of the original price.
And Zheng Ziyang holds the right to distribute the data of the Quantum Group, and it is really easy to gain some rights and interests from it.
Maybe among these banknotes, there is also inventory from Feihu Tuan.
In any case, this profit made Qu Jianlei feel extremely happy.
After integrating into today's society, and with a lot of financial support, you can continue to practice steadily.
After destroying the bodies of Zheng Ziyang and his rented off-road vehicle, Qu Jianlei drove on.
This time, he can get on the highway and go straight to his destination.
The Star of Hope is really not small, a bit bigger than the Blue Star.
Even though Qu Jianlei rarely rested on the road, it took him nearly twenty days to reach his destination, and he had to repair the car twice on the way.
This is a city called Qingyu, which is one of the two major airports of Hope Star along with Bailan City.
However, Bailan City focuses on entry into the port and pays more attention to entry inspection and quarantine.
Qingyu, on the other hand, focuses on leaving the port, and is more concerned about the identity check of people leaving the port.
Where there is a demand, there is a trade, and a certain identity certificate provided by Linghu was made by a fake certificate dealer here.
The car that Qu Jianlei bought for more than 800 yuan was already a bit shabby. After all, it had been driven intensively for twenty days.
Before entering the city, he sold the car to a repair shop and received eighty silver dollars.
Since the value has shrunk so much, it is actually possible to raise the price, but Qu Jianlei is not good at this and has no great interest.
Then he walked into Qingyu City, and as expected, identity checks were more common here.
However, there is still not much monitoring, and Qu Jianlei said there is no pressure.
As for the inspectors who randomly check their identities on the street, to him, it's almost the same as not having them.
Unconsciously, night fell, and Qu Jianlei first found a restaurant and had a big meal.
After having enough wine and food, he wandered all the way to the "Ye Tai Mei" bar.
This bar is not small, as you can tell from the front door. It not only has the first floor, but also the second and third floors.
However, there was actually a ticket seller at the door, and the ticket price was fifty silver dollars, which was more than half of the price of the car Qu Jianlei sold.
What’s particularly interesting is that there is a sign at the door that clearly says: Men are allowed to buy tickets, and women are free of charge.
Qu Jianlei didn't have any objections to this. This bar looked serious at first glance.
If it were the kind of bar where "women are not welcome", he would really feel uncomfortable.
The key is that there is no pressure on him in a bar where he can enter with money.
After buying a ticket and entering, he found that the space inside was really quite large, with an area of over 5,000 square meters.
After Qu Jianlei glanced around, he leisurely walked up to the second floor and chose a dark corner to sit down.
Soon a waiter came, took away his ticket stub, and served drinks - such an expensive ticket was actually considered a bargain.
In short, everything is not much different from Blue Star. Although he rarely goes to bars in Blue Star, he still knows about it.
The show in the bar has already started. A bald woman is singing. It feels like the atmosphere of a slow rocking bar.
Qu Jianlei drank for a while and almost finished his drink. Then he called the waiter over and ordered some more wine and dried fruits.
He didn't know much about wine, so he chose a mid-range one. After taking two sips, he felt that the taste was a bit... hard to describe.
Anyway, he was trying to keep a low profile, and although there were many beautifully dressed women here, no one took the initiative to come over.
On the other hand, some men took the initiative to come over, licked their faces and said something. Some were able to sit down, while others could only leave.
To put it bluntly, this is a place of two-way choice. Most of the time, men still have to take the initiative.
From a biological point of view, this is in line with the mainstream courtship method in a patriarchal society.
Some women will take the initiative to approach some men who look like they are worth a lot of money. This is still normal.
The mid-range wine that Qu Jianlei chose made him very inconspicuous among the drinkers, so it was normal that no one came to join him.
After sitting for about an hour, he narrowed his eyes: the person he was waiting for finally appeared.
He was a short, fat little old man with a plain appearance, but his huge rosacea made him highly recognizable in the crowd.
The old man was holding the free cheap wine from the bar, licking his face and saying hello to one beautiful woman after another.
Some beauties didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, while others smiled and scolded him, with a very familiar look.
The little old man almost harassed the beauties on the first floor before he chose a place to sit down and drink in silence.
After almost half an hour, many beauties came again, and the little old man started a second wave of chatting.
This time he was unlucky and actually harassed a beautiful woman who had a boyfriend.
The man went to the toilet, and when he came back he saw his girlfriend being accosted. He was so angry that he started to hit her.
Finally, the bartender's sharp eyesight stopped the man. After explaining a few words in a low voice, the man sat down angrily.
After encountering this kind of thing, the little old man felt a little embarrassed to strike up a conversation again, so he chose another place to sit down.
Qu Jianlei waited for another ten minutes, picked up his wine glass and walked down from the second floor.
He came to the old man and sat down naturally, "Ivan, long time no see."
The music in the bar was a bit loud, but the old man still heard it.
He turned his head sideways, opened his sleepy drunken eyes, looked at the other person up and down, and replied with a big tongue, "I don't know you."
"How could that be?" Qu Jianlei shook his head with a smile, "I have seen you peeing in mud when you were a child."
This code word... is really bad! He complained secretly in his heart, it didn't fit the age of both parties at all.
The old man rolled his eyes at him, turned around and continued drinking. After taking two sips, he spoke slowly, "What year was it?"
Qu Jianlei played with his wine glass and answered casually, "It must be autumn, it's evening, but the weather is still very hot."
"You're late," the old man said simply, with a glimmer of light flashing in his cloudy eyes, "I need more money!"
Qu Jianlei took out a silver dollar and slowly clenched his fists without exerting any force on his hands.
When he opened his palm again, the silver dollar had turned into a silver ball.
He said casually, "I allow you to reorganize the language."
This skill is not difficult, and any modified warrior can do it, but if you want to do it lightly, it is still quite difficult.
The little old man didn't care, but he already realized that the other party didn't intend to pay more.
He let out a wine belch and said, "Uh-huh~ Okay, buy me a drink, just your drink."
"No please," Qu Jianlei replied simply, "The money has been given to you, I want the goods now!"
Linghu has never explained the following words. They are purely his own attitude - as long as you have money and goods, what else do you want?
"Stingy bitch," the old man muttered, then snorted, "Not only are you late, you should be a woman."
"I haven't heard of it," Qu Jianlei replied without hesitation. Linghu had indeed never explained this.
So he said simply, "I won't let you earn an extra dime... You can give it a try without delivering the goods!"
The old man fell silent when he heard this. After a while, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip, "Why are people nowadays so poor?"
Seeing that Qu Jianlei still didn't respond, he sighed softly, took out a card and put it on the table, "Go and get it yourself!"
This hand of cards is the sign of the bar cloakroom. There are boxes for placing items in it. Different boxes need to be opened with corresponding hand cards.
Qu Jianlei put away the cards in his hand, took out a silver dollar and slapped it on the table, "Let's spend money on a drink."
The wine in the old man's hand is really free, and one silver dollar can buy a glass of the second cheapest wine here.
The consumption here is really not low, and Qu Jianlei's behavior can be regarded as the most basic etiquette.
A silver dollar is really not an insult, but it does not take the other party seriously.
Watching him turn and leave, the old man's eyes flashed with brilliance, and his drunken eyes returned to his original state in an instant.
He patted the table and shouted loudly, "Waiter! Here's a glass of wine!"
There was a hint of displeasure in the waiter's eyes, but he didn't have the courage to say anything.
He knew that this little old man Ivan had a good relationship with the boss, that he could enter the venue for free at any time, and that he had enough free drinks.
As for the whole story... no one dares to ask. To be able to open such a big bar, the owner must not be a good person.
At the same time, Qu Jianlei came to the cloakroom and found the corresponding cloak box based on the number in his hand.
Opening the box with a hand card is inductive, no contact is required, someone is picking up the item next to you, shake it in the air, and the box will open.
Qu Jianlei not only observed this, he also discovered a secret: there is actually a miniature camera here!
There is actually a camera in the cloakroom. Sure enough, this is called human nature.
