The Pandaren team scored a goal in less than eight minutes, and the Singularity Bar was plunged into a sea of jubilation, and Zhang Heng also took advantage of the fanaticism of the fans for the team to successfully make most of the people in the bar happy. He took off his shirt, and finally initially locked on the three suspected targets of the transaction.
Arranged from highest to lowest possibility, they are an office worker wearing a white shirt and drinking alone. His briefcase is placed between the back of his waist and the back of the chair. However, even if he is relaxing in a bar, he seems to be very concerned about his bag. His back is straight and close to the back of the chair, making sure that no one will take his bag away while he is drinking.
A young woman in a red dress was sitting in the corner, she didn't bring anything, she just ordered a glass of juice, she looked like she was waiting for someone, during this period several men wanted to strike up a conversation with her, but she He shook his head and refused. At the end was an old man about seventy years old. He was also the oldest person in the bar. He was dressed as an intellectual. He had been looking around since he entered the door, not paying attention to the ongoing ball game.
"Are you serious?" Fengzi followed Zhang Heng's gaze, "Are you more interested in an old man than in me?"
"Like I said, I have to do some business first." Zhang Heng put down his glass.
"What's the matter, drag that poor old man out of the bar, drag him all the way to a place where no one is around, and then loot all his belongings?"
"Something similar." Zhang Heng said.
Fengzi paused for a moment and suddenly laughed exaggeratedly.
"Aren't you afraid? If you invite me to spend the night at your home, I might do the same to you." Zhang Heng said.
"Hmm, is that all you can do? After thinking about it for a long time, I came up with such a bad excuse to persuade me to give up sleeping with you, but you should stop having this sweet dream." Fengzi rested his thigh on Zhang Heng He stretched out his hand and stroked the latter's chest, "What do you think I come to this bar every night for? Is it really just to solve my physical needs? It's not that my mother has no hands. What I'm looking for is a An adventure, an adventure that will make me forget the smell of motor oil and the boring everyday life, can you give me?"
"If you really just want to take risks, then you may really have come to the right place tonight," Zhang Heng said, "Do me another favor, you can find a way to get that man in the white shirt over there in ten minutes Take off his shirt?"
"What is this, a test?"
"Even so."
"Wow, it's really not easy to get you, just like a knight who wants to marry a princess, he has to go through many tests." Fengzi bit his lip and said with a silly smile, "But I am willing to accept your challenge, because it is important to me. It’s just a piece of cake.”
After speaking, Fengzi put on her coat again, and walked in front of the office worker man with a wine glass in her hand.
The two chatted for a while, but the office worker man shook his head, but Fengzi was not angry, and said something to the other men around him, and then everyone started booing, and finally the office worker man had to accept Fengzi's offer under pressure. Proposal, the two started drinking together, Zhang Heng had seen Fengzi's drinking capacity, and she would definitely be ranked first among men, but at the end of the first round, she lost to the office worker man, so she took it off very quickly. own shoes.
Zhang Heng didn't look any further. He knew that Fengzi had basically won the office worker man. The reason why she lost the first game was to control the rhythm, numb the opponent's vigilance, and at the same time give the opponent an illusion that he could win the game. Zhang Heng then also turned his attention to the old intellectuals on the other side.
He didn't go to the young woman in the red skirt in order, because the next move was not suitable for girls. Zhang Heng moved behind the old intellectual, and then waited patiently until a bartender passed by. Zhang Heng Stretched his leg and tripped the opponent's foot.
The bartender's body suddenly lost his balance, and the tray he was dragging fell to one side, and all the wine on it was splashed on the old intellectual, while Zhang Heng took advantage of the confusion and left his original position quietly, waiting for the bartender to When he came back to his senses, he couldn't find who the person who tripped him just now was. On the contrary, the three glasses of wine he was holding gave the old intellectual a chill.
The bartender didn't bother to find any more culprits at the moment, and quickly apologized to the old intellectual. The latter had a good temper, and he didn't blame the bartender. Instead, he comforted the latter, but his current It looked like he couldn't stay in the bar any longer, so he took the towel handed by the bartender and wiped his clothes twice before leaving the bar.
Although Zhang Heng couldn't see his lower abdomen from the beginning to the end, the fact that he would leave showed that he would not be a trader.
On the other side, the battle between Fengzi and the office worker man has already entered a fierce stage. From the remaining clothes of the two, it is obvious who is the winner. She took off her coat, but Fengzi didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Looking at her, her eyes were already red-eyed, she looked very excited, and she didn't plan to stop until she wiped out the target.
It's not easy for Zhang Heng to interrupt her, but he has already seen the lower abdomen of the office worker man, and he has not seen the Apollo tattoo. So far, two of the three targets have been ruled out. In this way, only the last one is left. up.
And now there were less than five minutes left before the start of the transaction, and Zhang Heng walked up to the woman in the red dress.
Before he could speak, the latter said, "I know what you want to say, but I already have someone else tonight, so I would appreciate it if you could leave me alone here in peace..."
However, Zhang Heng did not leave directly like the other men when he heard the words. Instead, he pulled the chair opposite and sat down.
The woman in the red skirt shook her head, "Why bother, didn't the sister next to you like you very much before, I saw that she was almost attached to your body before, and she wanted to eat you in one bite, why didn't you go to her. "
"Because she's not the person I'm looking for tonight." Zhang Heng replied.
"Then why do you think I am?" the woman in the red skirt asked.
"It's up to you to tell me." Zhang Heng said, "You said you were waiting for someone, so when is your appointment?"
"Why should I answer your question." The woman in the red skirt frowned.
"Because I want to know how long I can sit here, this request is not too much." Zhang Heng said.
"Soon." The woman in the red skirt clasped her hands.
After that, her gaze also fell on the Pandaren team's championship clock, and the pointer on it finally pointed to 6:45.