Ai Zi looked back with contempt, looked at his strong chest muscles bulging through his shirt, and said, "You won't run around the Rockies every day, are you?"

chl smiled faintly, "Well, it's almost the same."

Ai Zi touched her forehead and finally understood why the taxes collected by the state are getting less and less. Her feelings are made to be bragging about these people.

"Xiao Zi, I will be your coach in the future. Daily morning jogging is good for your health." chl volunteered.

"No, who will sleep for me?"

"You've thought about it. If someone wants to invite me as a coach, you have to queue up. Don't sacrifice this rare opportunity in vain."

"Don't let it go, I don't want to be bombarded by your girls."

chl shook his head deeply, Confucian scholars cannot be taught.

As the two of them talked, they came to a not-so-large bar.

The bar is called dear?luck, a very vulgar name, but she likes the word lucky.

"You just want to bring me here, right?"

Ai Zi asked in confusion, isn’t this just drinking? What’s the point of having a happy time?

"Wine is a universal antidote, and it will relieve a thousand worries after getting drunk."

"Tsk, what if I'm sobered up? Isn't life going on?" Ai Zi rolled his eyes again, what a fallacy.

chl patted her forehead, "Beauty, you have to learn to play with life, don't live so seriously, and try to indulge yourself at the right time."

Ai Zi did not agree with his statement, and she really couldn't think of any direct connection between drinking and whether she could recognize her life seriously.

She rarely comes to places like bars. First, she doesn’t have much time, and second, her father is very careful. Moreover, she has a huge wine cabinet at home, and she doesn’t have to come outside at all if she wants to drink.

However, she couldn't help but fall in love with the atmosphere of the bar. The dim, quiet, sexual, and slowly pouring out music revealed a sense of ambiguous mystery, making her feel like she was in another world.

If you have the opportunity in the future, it will be a very happy thing to open such a small bar with your loved one. You can adjust the various wines you like, taste your life, draw a clear line with the outside world, and ignore external affairs from now on. Only she and him in this world.

She shook her head and chuckled, it was too unrealistic.

"Chl, are you here?"

A low baritone broke her wandering and she suddenly looked up.

The person who came was a strong middle-aged man. Judging from his facial features, he should be of oriental origin. He was burly with a beard and wearing a gray plaid shirt. He looked not very refreshing, but his eyes were very sharp and energetic, cold and sharp, as if he could penetrate the hearts of people, making her feel a little scared.

"I just arrived."

chl responded naturally, signaling him to sit.

Ai Zi wondered why chl knew so many friends than him, and it seemed that he had known each other for a long time, and his relationship seemed to be very good.

"Ai Zi, my friend, this is my colleague." chl introduced the two of them.

Ai Zi shook hands with him politely and nodded.

The man glanced at Ai Zi meaningfully, then turned to talk to chl about something else, and did not care about the beauty's exploring eyes in front of him, as if she did not exist at all, and directly ignored her and did not look at her again from beginning to end.

Ai Zi asked the sky speechlessly.

Damn, this person is too arrogant and doesn't take me, a beauty seriously at all. Even if you don't take me seriously, at least you should understand this politeness.

Ai Zi took a small sip of wine and listened quietly to their conversation.

He heard chl whisper, "What are the instructions for the boss?"

The man glanced at Ai Zi in a cautious manner and said, "It's okay."

He then said with confidence: "Tonight, Third Avenue, Gott Hotel, British Fire Merchant Jones, you are alone."

He said it in a concise manner. Ai Zi didn't understand what it meant. He seemed to be saying something was taking action or something, and did not deliberately analyze it.

chl said, "I understand."

After saying that, the man got up and left. Before leaving, he smiled at Ai Zi, saying hello.

"Chl, what's the matter? This person doesn't look like a good person.

chl smiled brightly, "It's nothing, you don't have to care, he's just like that."

Hearing him say this, Ai Zi still felt a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

City Qinggang Headquarters

It was almost dusk, and Mi Ye went downstairs and saw the Thunder brothers and Ju, and said lightly: "I have something to go out, and I may not come back tonight. If you have anything to do, call me."

After saying that, he drove out in his sports car.

The second brothers of Thunder are now respectful to the surrounding areas and dare not be offended any more. After listening to Mi Ye's instructions, they naturally will not have any objections and have to obey them.

Mi Ye drove through the streets and alleys of City A, aimlessly roaming.

In fact, if it weren't for something in my heart, it would be a very pleasant thing to drive and enjoy the charming night view of City A. It would be such a beautiful scene if I could hug each other tightly with the person I loved deeply and enjoy the neon lights and bustling scenery.

But I don’t know if I have the life to stay for that day.

He remembered Ling Xin when he was a child again.

If Ling Xin was still alive, she should have grown into a beautiful beauty, right?

He parked the car by the sea and was fascinated by the dark sea level.

After a long time, I raised my wrist and looked at my watch, and it was still an hour away from 2 a.m.

He put on a black outfit, reached out to remove the mask around him, and replaced him with another pretty delicate face.

In fact, at this last moment, it doesn’t matter whether you wear a mask or not, but Mi Ye is a perfectionist and does not allow himself to make any mistakes. He can save any trouble if he causes trouble.

He has never worn this mask, and no one will recognize it.

These masks are made by Mi Ye himself. They are very exquisite and feel like real-life skin. This technology is learned from his master. It is currently only available in the Eastern European Mafia. There is no such technology in China, let alone production.

He turned on the communicator and made a plan with Master Chengtian. Then he met with the two brothers and headed to the Qing Gang.

One is Gesang and the other is Yizhun.

They are among the best in the brotherhood, extremely agile and clever. Mi Ye likes them very much, and it is very safe to have their partner.

The car was parked in the bushes one hundred meters away from the Qingbang Villa. This distance was outside their monitoring range and was blocked by many trees, which was very hidden.

Mi Ye used a far-infrared telescope to patrol the situation outside the villa.

The lights in the room were turned off, and the thugs on duty were all drowsy, with peace all around them, and only the infrared searchlights on the roof were constantly firing.

It is almost 2:30 in the morning, and it is the time when people are at their weakest willpower and their vigilance is the least. Mi Ye made a gesture to Gesang and Yizhun, and the two quickly disappeared into the bushes and went to the warehouse behind the villa.

Mi Ye looked around again and confirmed that nothing was wrong. He held the villa wall with one hand, jumped lightly, and fell into the villa quietly.

An infrared scanned across, and he flipped over the place and avoided it.

Mi Ye was as light as a cat, and the thugs were sleeping, and no one heard the noise. He had already known the structure of the villa, and it was almost impossible to easily enter the villa. In a moment, Mi Ye had already arrived in front of Duan Biao's office.

He looked around vigilantly, opened the lock, and flashed in like a ghost.

There was no one around, and Duan Biao was not inside.

Mi Ye thought to himself, I hope the old fox will not suddenly break in.

With the password he had previously written in his mind, he easily opened the first door of the safe. At this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside.

I heard carefully that it was the thug of the night tour shift, as if walking towards this side. Mi Ye gently closed the door of the safe and turned over to the bottom of the desk.

The thugs took flashlights and entered the office. After illuminating them around, they found nothing unusual and closed the door and went out.

Mi Ye took a breath.

The second door of the safe must be opened with Duan Biao's fingerprint. He pasted the index finger that had been pasted with Duan Biao's finger film in advance, and the door opened with a beep.

Mi Ye was happy.

But the next second he was stunned.

There were only a few stacks of banknotes inside, but the usb was gone.

He reached out and touched the safe but couldn't find it.

He just said, how could it be so smooth? The old fox must have been suspicious of him and transferred usb in advance.

Since it is not here, where will it be? The secret room?

The old fox was so cunning. Since he knew that the secret room had been exposed, the chance of hiding it inside was slim. However, except for it, Mi Ye couldn't think of any other place.

Have another gamble.

Mi Ye was about to press the secret room switch button when the office door suddenly opened.

Mi Ye was stunned and quickly hid under the desk.

While guessing whether Duan Biao was the one who came, a gunshot suddenly came from outside the villa.

The person who came was scolding, cursed inwardly, pulled out the gun, loaded it, and left the office.

Mi Ye thought to himself, these two brothers are really smart, and the gunshots are too timely.

Time was tight, so he quickly pressed the button, flashed into the secret room, and touched the place where the account book was placed under the big table.
To be continued...