No matter how perfunctory the pre-war preparations were, after everyone had eaten and drank enough, the plan still went ahead as scheduled.
Lin Jian secretly warned many people that the two people who took action this time might be a little unreliable and they needed to pay more attention.
Yan Tianxing saw it all, but no one paid any attention to it. He was testing various communication equipment to see if there were any problems to ensure contact when the time came.
Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing's accumulated experience and reactions in the face of battle have reached the point where they don't need to worry. The main reason is that they are afraid that some accident will happen and they will not be given a chance to escape.
At seven o'clock sharp, Mo Shangjun drove a dilapidated car and slowly arrived outside the bar.
When I got off the car, I saw Yang Bai looking at the door.
Yang Bai was actually not sure whether Mo Shangjun would come.
He didn't even know what Mo Shangyun was planning.
But weighing the pros and cons, this is a very dangerous thing. Even an outsider like him can see the signs of the "Hongmen Banquet", so when she practiced herself last night and said she made an appointment to meet at seven o'clock tonight, he actually
Very surprised.
Either she dies or K dies.
He could only see two endings.
However, even if he was not sure what Mo Shangyun was thinking, he still passed the news to the head of the bar according to what Mo Shangyun said, and watched as things that were beyond his reach were arranged in an orderly manner.
The vehicle stopped on the road, and two figures stepped out.
The first person he saw was Mo Shangyun, but soon he saw another familiar one - Ding Jing.
Sure enough, Mo Shangjun and Ding Jing are the same.
There was a fire in his heart, but he didn't know who to vent to. Yang Bai could only lower his head and bite his lip.
"Yo."
Ding Jing, who was walking beside Mo Shangjun, greeted Yang Bai generously as he approached.
Yang Bai turned his head away and ignored her.
However, when Ding Jing passed by him, he suddenly paused, and then said almost mockingly: "I haven't seen you for a few months, you have fallen."
"you--"
Yang Bai was furious and raised his eyes angrily to glare at Ding Jing.
Ding Jing shrugged indifferently, looked at him with disdain, and walked into the bar with Mo Shangjun.
Yang Bai followed the two of them angrily.
"You're not afraid of irritating him," Mo Shangyun reminded Ding Jing lazily.
"I'm telling the truth." Ding Jing muttered to her calmly, "If you don't trust him, how can you let him be your contact person?"
"..."
Mo Shangyun cannot deny this point.
Yang Bai has taken a detour now, but deep down he is still upright, unlike his family.
His father probably didn't want him to take over his career, so he didn't train Yang Bai in that direction.
Mo Shangyun still chose to believe him.
To be precise, she believed in her own vision.
As soon as he entered the bar, most of the people who looked familiar to Mo Shangyun gathered around him.
It was so lively that those who didn't know it would have thought they were distinguished guests.
The elder brother who took the lead first greeted Mo Shangyun warmly, then glanced at Ding Jing suspiciously, "Who is this?"
"Friend." Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket, raised his chin slightly, and asked lazily, "Can't I take it with me?"
"No, no." The eldest brother quickly denied. He glanced at the subordinates beside him and motioned him to inform K and ask if the plan was going as planned. Then he extended his hand to Ding Jing enthusiastically, "Hello, hello."
Ding Jing glanced at him and said coldly and arrogantly: "Forget it, shake hands, I think it's dirty."
In that arrogant attitude, there was no hint of fear.
If it weren't for the close conversation with Mo Shangjun last time, this elder brother would definitely think that the two of them were here to cause trouble.
After all, he was the person K wanted to see, so the eldest brother could only admit that he was dumb. After giving Ding Jing a sly look, he cast an awkward look at Mo Shangyun, hoping that Mo Shangyun would take care of it.
However, Mo Shangjun didn't take it seriously at all and acted as if he hadn't seen it.
The last time I "chatted" and "warmed up" with them, although the effect was obvious, it was also very frustrating.
Right now, this K has taken the initiative to ask to see "Ding Jing", and the initiative is in their hands... What do they care about the attitude of this group of people?
Seeing the posture of the two of them, the eldest brother guessed that something was wrong, so he could only greet them fearfully and ask them to sit down. Unexpectedly, they were not polite at all, and ordered a bunch of things in collusion, and what they wanted was from the hotel. A bottle of the best wine costs five digits. If they drink too much, their flesh will hurt and they will cry inwardly.
But they both had a pretty good capacity for drinking. They kept drinking one bottle after another, almost driving them to death...
Fortunately, half an hour later, news came from K that he had drugged the wine and brought them both there.
"Is it a little trick?"
Ding Jing looked at the impatient people, approached Mo Shangyun slightly and asked.
Yan Tianxing in the headset was still warning Mo Shangyun to drink less. When he heard Ding Jing's question, Mo Shangyun responded casually: "Yeah."
I don't know if he is answering Ding Jing's question or Yan Tianxing's warning.
"Tsk," Ding Jing sighed, "It doesn't look like it went so well. You won't be able to see anyone in the end, right?"
"Wait, then."
Mo Shangjun shook the goblet and glanced lazily at Ding Jing.
Life is full of surprises, so how can everything go according to plan?
Mo Shangyun was particularly calm.
Ding Jing looked at her suspiciously, picked up the red wine in front of him and drank it in one gulp.
Her drinking capacity is not as good as Mo Shangyun's, but she doesn't drink it by the glass either. One or two bottles of red wine with this level of content is not a problem.
"coming."
Seeing the figure eagerly coming over with a wine glass, Ding Jing whispered to Mo Shangyun.