"It's still necessary for others to tell me how I can be your intelligence director if I can't grasp your whereabouts."
"It's really not that she told you? How did you know? Besides, you don't come to get my intelligence for intelligence, go find Mr. Liang's intelligence."
"Your phone has a positioning system. I can find it here. The bars you often go to have our eyeliner."
"Watch me?"
"Is it good to protect you! I don't have the power to restrain the chicken, or else you and us train our physical fitness every day?"
"Forget it, don't tell others, just know what's going on by yourself."
"Hey"
"I'll talk about business now, have you found out about that girl."
"Blank."
"What does blank mean?"
"She has no information, as if she suddenly appeared."
"So what?"
"So it's dangerous!"
"No, that sweet little girl"
"Are you tempted?"
"Where do you dare!"
"Remember the green bamboo snake's mouth, and the wasp's tail puts the needle. There are two reasons, the most poisonous to a woman's heart."
"It's alright, don't you teach me that I have an addiction? I have listened to the lessons tonight. Good night is offline."
Feng sat in Bi Yuewu's dessert shop, drinking black tea quietly. It was cold, black tea warmed his stomach.
"Sister Leng, have you found anything?" Sister Leng is Bi Yuewu, whose real name is Leng Yujie, a standard classical beauty.
"Fancy that little girl? See how you confessed to Sister Lin, hum." Sister Leng was also merciless. "I checked her information, and she didn't have any information. It's really scary. This kind of blankness, even if I just debuted that year, I can't compare it." Before Bi Yuewu joined the 28th Astrology, there was a very A sharp identity, a commercial spy, and, Sister Leng is a standard cold beauty, and the lethality of the beauty makes Sister Leng invincible.
"Sister Leng thinks, what is this girl doing?" Feng asked with a smile, taking a sip of tea.
"Perhaps I really fell in love with you. Yesterday I paid attention to her eyes. They seemed to be purple pupils, but she was useless when chatting with you." Sister Leng also smiled Yanran.
"Is Zitong taking the soul of southern Xinjiang? I really can't see where it came from." Feng muttered himself.
Purple pupils are extremely rare in the first place, basically a rare encounter in a century. It is relatively easy to appear among many European races. If it is in Longshuo, it is like a football genius. In history, most of the purple pupils were worshipped by the central government. They served the gods full-time to help the stressed emperors fall asleep smoothly. The purple pupils naturally have the function of sleeping, and those who have the purple pupils practice pupils to do more with less and often can Great success. In the history of Yimeng Mountain Gu Poison, there was a lunatic with purple pupils. It was the spiritual contemplation that he had practiced. His wish was to control the world through pupils and let everyone live in the spiritual world he envisioned. In the end, of course he failed. In fact, he collapsed after controlling all the church members. The spiritual power of an ordinary congregation may be insignificant, but the spiritual power of five thousand congregations counteracts the deity, and the crazy leader can't escape the end of the death of his mind. With such evil and terrifying pupil technique, would a simple and beautiful girl be able to do it
"Are you still going to the bar today?" Sister Leng asked, with a hint of dissatisfaction in her voice. She and Lin are good sisters. To be precise, they are Lin's confidant sisters. Of course, I don't want to see Feng beating everywhere. Butterflies, besides, maybe it's still a ghost butterfly.
"Somehow, I always feel that the girl gives me an indescribable sense of familiarity, I want to understand, and I don't think she is malicious." Feng is confident in his eyes, although he has not practiced pupil skills. , But Feng, a person who is born with melancholy, has a certain talent for hypnosis. It seems to be related to the end of knowledge. Feng does not go into details, but there is indeed an expert in pupil skills who once asserted that Feng's eyes are born with bright pupils. , A good discerning person distinguishes colors, and resists illusions are also first-class.
"Well, it's up to you if you want to go, but," Sister Leng stopped talking.
"Don't tell Lin, otherwise the world will be in chaos." Feng said hurriedly.
"A glass of Chivas with ice, and a glass of blueberry juice without rum." Feng arrived at the bar early, sitting in an unremarkable position in the back row, waiting for a little bit.
The little bit of singing is still sweet, but Asang's "Always Quiet" is sung, so there is a touch of sadness. Many people in the bar have had the past when they were trapped by love, so the Chivas and vodka in the store are very good.
Feng didn't like the messy cocktails. The wine he drank was almost pure, occasionally adding a slice of lemon, or just ice cubes, so that the true color of the spirits appeared before his eyes, true, cruel, and thorough. Although sugar can give spirits the best disguise, sugar is not often present in life.
"Little girl, can you sing "The Moth"?" Obviously, a drinker drank too much and ordered a song by Yuquan for a little girl to sing.
A little bit is not annoying at all, "That's a man's song. A little bit can't grow out, but he can sing it, and it must be good! Do you think that?" A little slender finger passed through the crowd, Pointed to Maple who was holding the cup.
This little girl actually knows that it's not easy to hold public opinions. The crowd began to stir, "Brother Feng, it's been a long time since I heard you sing. Let's invite Brother Feng to come!" "Come on!" "Come on Brother Feng." "Applause everyone! "
Feng smiled, this song Feng really knows, and he likes it very much. Feng picked up the glass of blueberry juice, walked over happily, took the guitar from Diandian and passed the blueberry juice into her hand and rubbed a little long hair, "Please."
After waiting for a long cold winter, the icy night, and the darkness, thinking that I would turn into a butterfly and fly out of the cocoon, did I realize the poignant beauty of love, I fell in love with the thorny rose, and there is no way to retreat, let the fire in my heart burn all the love to me like one A moth flies desperately into the fire and finally can't see anyone crying for me. It doesn't matter if I fall into tears. It doesn't matter who wants to taste the beauty that turns into ashes. I'm like a moth, desperately into the fire. Fei finally can't hope that someone will be with me till the ashes are gone Let me wipe away all my sorrows Who will heal my tired and tears with love
Feng sang very intoxicated, and the audience was stunned. She wanted to tease this kind Feng. Who would have imagined that his song is so good? The usual magnetic voice is slightly hoarse at the moment, but there is The vicissitudes of life were just right, even better than what he could sing. What a talent, he blushed inexplicably, but he didn't know it.
When Feng stepped down, Little was still in a trance, and suddenly found Feng was walking towards him amidst applause. He didn't even know what to say, what was Feng talking about? "Now I should invite our beautiful singers to come on stage to sing, please?" Did you sing by yourself? I walked up to the stage with a bit of soullessness. I sang incomprehensibly all night, and all the alcoholic drinkers simply drank because of the song "Moth". Quite a few, and didn't notice it.
However, Feng clearly heard the difference in the singing voice. What is this girl thinking
"Thank you for the blueberry juice, thank you for your song." Little said in a low voice.
"It's nothing, but you, the state of the night is not right, hehe, who do you want?" Feng asked with a smile.
"Why don't you think! I didn't!" The thoughts in the dim sum were expounded, and he couldn't help but feel a little bit ashamed.
"Do you want me to send you back? Look at your uneasy look." Feng asked with a smile.
"It's pretty much the same, but, aren't you afraid of your girlfriend checking up on the guard? Hee hee." He whispered back a little bit.
"Then I still don't send you off." Feng pretended to ride his bike to leave.
"How impolite to throw a girl on the road in the middle of the night, not a gentleman." The little voice immediately rose three levels of sweetness, directly sweetening people to death, without bones and scum.
"Get in the car."
"Xianzhi" Feng gave a sudden brake and almost fell off the car, the rear of the car swung almost ninety degrees.
"Wow, what are you doing!" Little by little jumped out of the car and stared at Feng.
"Be careful, you go to the side and wait for me. It's a little trouble." Feng didn't dare to be careless. I'm afraid it was another assassination.
The reason why Feng slammed the brakes just now was because there were four-corner nails everywhere on the road ahead. The shape of this nail is very similar to a regular triangular pyramid. No matter how you visit, there is always a point that is upright. Such nails, I am afraid it will be troublesome. But after waiting for a long time, nothing happened. It must be an attack, but why is there no back-up
"There are a lot of nails on the road ahead. I have to move the car carefully. You kick and walk." Feng ordered a little bit. Don't prick your feet, this girl.
"Who is so annoying that he has scattered such a nail on the ground?" said a little bit strangely.
"I don't know:" Feng didn't know how to answer either.
Feng's physical strength is not very good. It is too reluctant for him to lift the motorcycle. After walking less than 30 meters, Feng is panting badly. All his energy is mobilizing his physical stamina. For his beloved car, Feng can't bear it. I got pierced by these nails.
"I have to find someone to modify the car in a few days. I can't move the car because it's too heavy." Feng complained strenuously as he moved forward.
"Yeah, huh? Be careful! Someone!" screamed little by little.