The next morning, Long Xiangtian came to the bar. The music was deafening and there were many people swaying to the music on the dance floor. The atmosphere was very high, but it was no different from any other bar. There was nothing special or strange about it.
Long Xiangtian continued to walk inside, through the crowded crowd, and went upstairs. At this time, a drunk man who came from the corner suddenly bumped into Long Xiangtian.
"Why are you walking without paying attention? What are you doing?" The drunk man took the initiative, pushed Long Xiangtian away and started yelling at him. Long Xiangtian also felt innocent, thinking that it was you who pretended to be so.
But he couldn't make a big deal out of it at this time, so he didn't say anything and just stood there with his head down, looking like he admitted his mistake. Fortunately, the drunk just cursed a few words and then staggered away.
Long Xiangtian took another step and suddenly realized something was wrong. He reached into his arms and found a small note. The handwriting looked very sloppy, as if it was written in a hurry.
The note read: No matter what your purpose is in coming here, go back immediately and don't worry too much, otherwise you will be in danger.
Long Xiangtian's eyes narrowed, and he thought of the drunkard just now. It was also his fault for being careless because the drunkard did not have any murderous intent, so he did not doubt it. In addition, he had tried hard to reduce his presence in order not to attract other people's attention, so he did not notice the abnormality in his arms.
Long Xiangtian immediately turned around and followed the direction the drunk had just left, but he gained nothing. The drunk had long disappeared. Long Xiangtian smiled to himself. If it was really the drunk who set the fire, it meant that he was not drunk at all and would naturally hide immediately.
But who on earth could have known his purpose and handed him the note just as he appeared in the bar? Unless, the other party had been monitoring him the whole time!
When Long Xiangtian thought of this, his eyes became even colder. Who was this person? Was he related to the old demon's capture? Was he a friend or an enemy
Long Xiangtian felt that things were becoming more and more complicated. He understood that even if he continued to stay here today, he would not find anything and would be suspected of being exposed. So he tended to pull his collar around, lowered his head and walked out quickly.
Just as his figure disappeared at the door of the bar, a man walked out from a dark and crowded corner, looked in the direction where Long Xiangtian left with an unclear expression. After a long time, he lit a cigarette and left.
If Long Xiangtian was here, he would definitely find out that this person was the drunkard who had just bumped into him. However, he looked sober now and didn't look drunk at all. Unfortunately, Long Xiangtian, who had already left, didn't know this.
Wang Kun was also surprised to see Long Xiangtian coming back so quickly. He walked over and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Long Xiangtian shook his head, sat on the chair and drank a sip of water before handing the tightly grasped note to Wang Kun, saying: "Not long after I entered the bar, someone appeared and secretly slipped this note to me!"
Wang Kun took it and looked at it doubtfully. After seeing the contents clearly, he was also shocked: "This... How could he know?" The words on the note were very straightforward, so there was no possibility of misunderstanding.
Long Xiangtian shook his head, took the note and continued to read it. Only then did he realize that the handwriting gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He was too excited in the bar before, so he didn't notice it.
But, whose handwriting is this? Long Xiangtian couldn't think of it for a moment, he just felt that he must have seen this handwriting before, and it was a long time ago.
But now is not the time to think about this. Long Xiangtian feels that the situation is becoming more and more complicated. He doesn't know if the person who gave him the note is an enemy or a friend. The situation is not optimistic, so...
"Wang Kun, you go back to your country first!" Long Xiangtian said to Wang Kun. He didn't want Wang Kun to stay here and take risks.
"No, this... Our purpose is to see things through to the end. I can't give up halfway and abandon my teammates during a mission!" Wang Kun was a little stunned at first, but then he expressed his attitude very seriously.
Long Xiangtian also understood that it was not an easy task to let Wang Kun go back, but he did not give up. He tried his best to persuade him, analyzed the whole matter and his own plan to Wang Kun, and used his previous official position to force him to go back. Finally, Wang Kun was somewhat shaken.
Since Wang Kun had agreed to go back, there was no time to lose. Long Xiangtian immediately bought him a ticket back home and sent Wang Kun away.
First of all, he should hide his identity, and at the same time have the opportunity to find out the situation here. Long Xiangtian thought that maybe he should find a small gang or organization and lurk in it first.
Long Xiangtian immediately left the small hotel where he was staying and walked towards the gathering place of various underworld forces. Based on some basic information he got from the minister, he chose a small bar!
The name of this bar is "Mantian" and it is run by a third-rate gang that is neither big nor small. The gang's name is Da Mo. The bar's location is just one street away from the bar he had visited before, so it is very convenient to travel.
As soon as he arrived here, Long Xiangtian discovered that there was a fight inside. Two groups of people were fighting in the hall, the floor was a mess, and the customers had already fled to all sides.
Long Xiangtian stood aside and watched the scene in front of him. It took him a while to figure out what was going on and which group of people belonged to which gang.
"Damo, I respect you by letting you follow Brother Cheng, but you don't know what's good for you and are unwilling to do it. Then you don't exist today!" said a fat man wearing a blue vest and with python tattoos all over his arms.
"Scar, since you are willing to be someone else's lackey, there is no reason for me to go with you. I would rather guard my small gang every day and support my brothers!" Damo is a very strong man, looking a bit honest.
At this time, he was standing in front of a group of people holding an iron rod, confronting Scar. He did not give in at all, nor did he agree with what Scar said. In his opinion, Scar was completely destined to be Cheng Ge's lackey.
"You're the fucking dog, don't be ungrateful. You'll have a much better future if you follow Brother Cheng! Humph, just because you don't want to, doesn't mean the brothers behind you don't want to either. Don't block other people's way!" Scar was a little angry at first, but then he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile.
Da Mo sneered at Scar's words. He believed his brother very much and knew that he would not want to follow Cheng Ge, so he said firmly: "Humph, you don't need to spread rumors there. No one will listen to you!"
Scar smiled meaningfully, looked at the people behind Damai and said, "That's not necessarily true!" The people he was staring at lowered their heads and didn't look at him, but he didn't mind and still looked at Damai with a smile.
With just one glance, Long Xiangtian figured out what was going on. These people must have long ago joined forces with Scar and abandoned their boss Damo, and Damo was obviously kept in the dark and trusted all his brothers very much.
But at this time, several brothers looked at each other, then pushed each other forward, then bowed to Damo, and said with trembling lips: "Brother Damo, I'm sorry, we..." They couldn't continue.
Da Mo was surprised at this time. He looked at them in disbelief and asked, "You...what do you mean?" Those people quickly looked up at him and lowered their heads, feeling that they did not have the face to look at Da Mo.
Da Mo understood everything after seeing this. He took a step back with unsteady steps, pointed at these people with trembling hands, then pointed at Scar and said, "You are despicable and shameless!"