"Hey, you can't leave me like this." The car stopped in front of the door, and Lawrence was still complaining about the high-five.

"Why don't I have a role in Wells Fargo? I am the one who wants to be a financier. I want to invest, a financial tycoon, not a fast food tycoon."

Holding his arm, Avril pursed her lips and snickered, thinking, "Their relationship looks really good."

The dinner was sumptuous and the atmosphere was very lively. There were people drinking and drinking, changing glasses, and the women were chatting in low voices, with pleasant chuckles from time to time.

Very lively!

But Li Zitao missed Wang Dagou a little. This compatriot who fled with him and silently supported him like an elder brother behind him, didn't know what he was doing.

When will he be able to bring a girl back and sit together lively like today, eat and chat.

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…

South Africa, Cape Town.

"Ah chirp, ah chirp" Wang Dagou, who was doing some exercise, sneezed more than a dozen times in succession, almost spitting out tears.

"My dear, are you sick?" The woman beneath him hugged his strong back, eager to continue the previous exercise.

"Maybe I'm allergic to something. It's okay. I can do another 500 push-ups." As he said this, Wang Dagou continued to exercise.

By the time I stopped, my body was covered with sweat. As for the woman who was sparring, she fell asleep as soon as it was over.

After getting out of bed and going to the bathroom, Wang Dagou, who had boiled water, lay down in the tub, picked up the newspaper on the table and read it.

In fact, he has read this newspaper many times. It is full of news about the recent changes in the United States.

"Is the ghost coming back soon?" Wang Dagou thought in his heart.

During the execution of the mission, he and he were unable to know the movements of the Ghost Team. On the one hand, it was due to the limitations of technology, and on the other hand, it was also for the sake of confidentiality and safety.

Speaking of which, his time here is coming to an end. From now on, the training camp will be handed over to Monk and Satsuma, and it's time for him to go back and take charge of the overall situation.

Although SHIELD's protest is over, the direction of future development has not changed.

Recruitment in the United States is still at a complete halt.

Which one will be opened first and who will be responsible for the Latin American and Belgian branches has been put forward within SHIELD and is being discussed.

Without him, the unreliable person in charge of the overall situation, the people below can only rely on phone calls for instructions. This is why he has been staying in Cape Town recently.

Wang Dagou will not admit that South African girls are equally attracted to him.

South Africa is rich in beauties, both white and black are particularly beautiful.

There are only a few Chinese people, and I have barely seen them, so Wang Dagou doesn’t really care.

He has now learned to adapt to Western looks. He has seen more three-dimensional facial features and doesn't feel so awkward anymore.

The main reason is that I have too many acquaintances with each other. The more we communicate, the more familiar we are with each other. I have good resilience and can have fun playing. It’s pretty good.

Wang Dagou knew that Li Zitao had always cared about his life-long affairs, but he felt that this depended on fate.

So far, there is really no woman that Wang Dagou has been attracted to.

On weekdays, these are purely physiological needs. In the past, the five-fingered girls were poor, but now that they have money, they have to give their girls a rest, right?

Besides, the five-fingered girl who worked hard with him was covered in calluses, and she would be so frightened when she rubbed them that she might even have her skin broken, which would be a miserable experience!

After taking a bath and changing into clean and pressed clothes, Wang Dagou put the money on the bedside table and went out.

Thinking of being tempted, Wang Dagou's memory couldn't help but stretch, and his eyes became a little more melancholy.

"Are you coming back?" At the end of the village, under the old locust tree, a girl wearing a ragged gown with her face red from the cold asked with her head lowered.

"I won't go back." Wang Dagou carried her on his back and didn't dare to look back.

"That's right, you went to a place where foreigners live. Once you've made a living, don't come back." The girl smiled, ugly, with her bright eyes falling down like two crescent moons.

The girl stood behind her for a long time, Wang Dagou had his back on his back and his head lowered, not daring to look.

rustle

The sound of straw sandals scraping on the ground was heard, and the girl left.

Wang Dagou turned around and was stunned.

After a long while, he walked forward, picked up a handful of soil from the ground, put it in his hands, squatted on the ground, and buried his head.

The soil is a bit moist!

bang bang

Patting his face with his hand, Wang Dagou woke himself up and revealed a bitter smile: "It's time for her to get married. Is she the mother of several children?"

While muttering in his mouth, Wang Dagou could never forget the scene when he turned around and his crystal tears fell to the ground, splashing with water.

Over and over again, like a film flashing before my eyes.

"How about we go back and take a look?" Wang Dagou was startled by the thought in his heart: "Go back, where can I look for it?"

Where can I find it? Where can I find it?

Just like Mo Zheng, Wang Dagou's mind was filled with this idea, and he completely forgot that even the idea of ​​'going back' surprised him before.

The tall figure stopped at the street corner, Wang Dagou's expression changed uncertainly, until he finally looked back and looked at the port where the long whistle came.

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Li Zitao drank too much, two bottles of red wine, which he usually gargles, but last night he was drunk.

I still vaguely remember being helped by Adelaide to walk into the house, muttering nonsense, lying on the bed with her arms around her thighs, unwilling to let go.

He forgot what was said specifically, but he still remembered that it was all said in Chinese, which reassured him.

Adelaide does not understand Chinese but he knows it, so there is no need to worry about the secret being exposed.

"This man is so embarrassed." Li Zitao muttered, covering his face.

By noon, George's call came from the Twin Towers.

"What, the person is missing?" Li Zitao's tone suddenly rose.

"Yes, boss, our people only found out that Wang was last seen at the port, boarding a cargo ship bound for China." George supported the table with his hands and rubbed his temples.

If there weren't a lot of things to discuss with Wang Dagou here, I'm afraid no one would have known that he was missing.

After all, as the chief instructor, no one can control his actions and whereabouts.

"Send someone to find him, go to China, etc." Li Zitao couldn't understand why Wang Dagou chose to leave without saying goodbye even if he wanted to go back for a visit or had something to do.

If Wang Dagou were in front of him now, he would tell Li Zitao personally that the reason why he left without saying goodbye was because he had forgotten about this incident.

Wang Dagou, whose mind was filled with memories, didn't wake up until he got on the ship and left the port. He seemed to have forgotten to leave a message to his men.

"Forget it, I'll let others handle this matter. You can discuss SHIELD matters yourself and let me know the result."
Chapter completed!