In Macau, somewhere in an unremarkable hotel, there are countless people in black surrounding the hotel. Dongfang Han and Zhang Zichu lurking on the rooftop of the opposite tall building. They both hold binoculars and observe the documents in the opposite building. The two are discussing something.
And one of them is the target person of their trip. Probably the owner of wolf tattoos, the Asia’s number one mafia organization BOSS Halla.
"This man hasn't changed at all, his dressing is always so nasty and fun." Zhang Zichu looked at Hanna's bright dress with a large string of Buddhist beads hanging from his neck. He was obviously only a man in his early forties, but he always liked combing Significantly old big back head. It's a far cry from the handsome and mighty soldier in the photo.
"How does this man feel about you?" Dongfang Han glanced back at him and asked.
"Like Li Si is a cunning man. But compared to Li Si, he doesn't seem to be close to women. However, his greatest interest is business and money." Zhang Zichu frowned, "but he is A difficult character, just like your companion said, don’t be stared at by him, or you will be bitten to death by him.”
"It seems that if you want to get close to him, you have to find another way." Zhang Zichu unexpectedly said that, so it might not be easy to get close to this man.
"Let's go back to the hotel first, make some plans."
Zhang Zichu nodded without comment, and got up and left with Dongfang Han.
Halla, who was talking to a partner, had a stature. Subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the opposite building outside the window, and frowned slightly.
"BOSS, what happened?" The black man behind him stepped forward and asked.
"… It's nothing."
Is it because he is too worried? It's no wonder. Since Li Si died, he has always been cautious. And I heard that the man was planted in the hands of a group of magicians, so I was worried that the man had also stabbed him out. After all, it is quite troublesome to oppose the government. Or to deal with a group of monsters...
"Pay attention to the nearby building, don't let anyone take advantage of it."
"Yes!" The man in black immediately picked up the wireless communicator to contact the man in black outside.
At the same time, on the crowded street, Dongfang Han and Zhang Zichu walked on the street disguised as ordinary people, without attracting the attention of the people around them.
At this moment, Zhang Zichu stopped, pulled Dongfanghan's hand, and pointed to the dumpling restaurant opposite, "Xiaohan, you haven't eaten anything for a day. How can you work if you don't have enough food."
Dongfang Han glanced at him and responded softly.
"Two slowly."
Looking at the two hot plates of dumplings on the table, Zhang Zichu first gave her a piece, "If you like to eat, eat more. Not enough."
Dongfang Han was stunned before moving his chopsticks. "How do you know that I like to eat dumplings?" She remembered that she never mentioned it to him.
"I saw it."
Hearing this, Dongfang Han had a meal with his chopsticks.
"At that time in the United States, I have been paying attention to you, and I heard from your teachers and classmates that you like to eat dumplings, so I remember it all in my heart. And I still remember that you like to eat Chinese food." Zhang Zichu looked gently. Smiling at her, "I will learn to do what you want to eat in the future, and I will work hard until you can fully accept my wishes."
Zhang Zichu's words made Dongfang Han's heart tremble. After a long time, she moved the chopsticks again, and said softly, "Yeah".
She thought, she would look forward to it.