After exhausting all his efforts, Jiang Chen suppressed his wandering thoughts and returned all his attention to the documents on the table. At this time, he was surprised to find that the documents at hand had been processed without even realizing it.
Putting the stack of documents aside, he suddenly felt a sense of relief. It was as if a long backlog of work was finally completed, or as if some debt that had never been fulfilled was made up for.
Looking at Xia Shiyu putting away the documents, Jiang Chen suddenly smiled and said for some reason.
"Are you free for a while?"
"Huh?" Xia Shiyu stopped what she was doing and looked over with doubt in her expression.
"If you have time after get off work, let's go have a drink together. I heard there is a good bar nearby."
Perhaps because she was surprised that Jiang Chen would suddenly propose such an invitation, Xia Shiyu was stunned for a moment.
Just when Jiang Chen was hesitant to add, "If you're busy, forget it," she unexpectedly nodded and responded softly.
"Um."
…
It's already ten o'clock in the evening.
Natasha raised her left hand and looked at her watch, then looked at the dark villa.
All the lights were off, and it looked like everyone inside was asleep.
Thinking like this, she hesitated for a while, but finally made a decision and reached out to ring the doorbell.
But before his fingers could reach it, the door opened by itself.
After being stunned for a moment, she looked towards the direction of the villa and saw a girl standing there by an open window, looking at her quietly.
Needless to say, it was obviously Ayesha standing there. Only that guy would stand in front of the window like Wangfushi every day, waiting for that guy to come back.
Entering the courtyard and walking through the path on the lawn, Natasha walked to the door of the villa and opened the door directly.
Because she often comes here to drink, she is very familiar with this place. The front door of Jiang Chen's villa is never locked.
As for why, just ask the hundreds of Hummingbird drones lurking in the courtyard.
No one can approach this villa without taking the main entrance. If there is, he is destined to be dead. Therefore, he did not need to lock the main entrance of the villa. Within the courtyard wall, there was an absolute safe zone.
Pushing the door open and entering the house, Natasha complained and turned on the light in the living room.
"It's so dark in the house, why don't you turn on a light?"
The light illuminated the dark room, revealing Ayesha's figure.
Before she knew it, she had gone downstairs and was standing next to the sofa in the living room, as if she had been there from the beginning.
"Because it's not needed." Ayesha said calmly.
The night was no different to her than the day. This has been especially obvious since awakening the "cold-blooded" skill. The genetic code not only enhances her ability to conceal herself, but also enhances her perception in the dark. Although it can't do night vision, it's pretty close.
He is simply a born assassin.
"Are you a cat?" Natasha complained.
Ayesha did not answer, but said coldly as always.
"Jiang Chen is not here, you can go back."
"Don't be so anxious to drive me away," Natasha rolled her eyes, "Where did he go?"
"Working overtime today." Ayesha said softly.
"It's really rare."
"Yes."
"Not accompanying him?"
"He asked me to come back first."
The topic was interrupted, and Natasha was speechless for Ayesha's ability to end the topic. Although she has been trying to build a good relationship with this little girl, she doesn't know how far the relationship between the two has deepened.
The silence lasted for a moment, and Natasha went straight to the topic and said with a serious expression.
"KGB intelligence, someone is plotting an assassination against him."
Ayesha blinked but said nothing.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Natasha gave her a puzzled look.
"You don't seem worried?"
"As long as I am alive, no one can hurt him." Ayesha said softly.
"Are you too confident?" Natasha couldn't help but roll her eyes at her again.
Aisha shook her head.
Not because of overconfidence, but because the security work is foolproof. Even without her by his side, there were the other sisters of the Ghost Agents. And the most important thing is, even if all these are put aside, Jiang Chen's own strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
What's more, this is a new country.
…
The flickering lights swayed to the rhythm of the drums, and young bodies on the dance floor twisted crazily to the beat of the music. The crisp sound of clinking glasses was endless, and the noise and teasing made it a bit noisy.
It's ten o'clock sharp, and for the city of Koro, nightlife has just begun.
It's funny to say that this is Jiang Chen's first time in a place like a bar...if you don't count the time in the Sixth Street.
Looking at those young bodies from a distance, Jiang Chen always felt an inexplicable sense of distance, as if he couldn't blend into them. Looking at Xia Shiyu, her expression seemed to be full of discomfort with this kind of place.
But putting this barrier aside, as Natasha said, the cocktails here are indeed good. With slanted bangs half covering her feminine face, the gender-indeterminate bartender shook the mixing bottle in his hand and skillfully mixed a glass of blue margarita for Jiang Chen.
This is already the fifth drink he has ordered.
The cocktail is not very alcoholic, more like juice than wine.
Feeling the urge to urinate, Jiang Chen put down his wine glass and said to Xia Shiyu who was sitting next to him.
"I'm going to the bathroom."
"kindness."
After Jiang Chen left, Xia Shiyu, who had always been very reserved, slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Somehow, she agreed to Jiang Chen's invitation.
Obviously there is still work to be done, and I am obviously not good at drinking...
But speaking of which, I have been so busy at work and it’s time to relax.
Xia Shiyu shook his head vigorously and explained to himself.
At this moment, a man wearing a plaid shirt walked over to sit next to her and whistled frivolously.
"Beauty, what's your surname?"
Looking at him expressionlessly, Xia Shiyu ignored him and took a sip of red wine.
That cold attitude made Wang Biao, who stepped forward to strike up a conversation, feel very embarrassed and couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly. In front of the boss, he patted his chest and boasted that he could get any woman the boss liked.
"Our boss wants to invite you over for a drink. Can you please enjoy the beauty?"
Following Wang Biao's gaze, she saw a man sitting on the sofa in the corner of the bar, hugging her from left to right, raising a glass to her from a distance with what he thought was a cool move. That Chiguo smile made Xia Shiyu feel sick to her stomach.
Seeing this, Xia Shiyu couldn't help but feel a little funny. Why do so many people always feel good about themselves
"No need."
"I advise you to think about it," Wang Biao grinned, a hint of evil flashed in his narrowed eyes, "Do you know who our boss is?"
The bright red wine reflected an impatient pretty face. Xia Shiyu shook the wine glass gently and spoke in a cold tone.
"who?"
"Have you ever heard of the Qinglong Gang?" Wang Biao laughed and said in a tone that convinced her, "Everyone in the street knows that no one dares to say no when I, Biaozi, do things. I advise you to be obedient. Be obedient and don’t get fooled when the time comes, but don’t blame me for not reminding you.”
"Really? But I really haven't heard of it."
A discordant voice came from behind. Wang Biao frowned and couldn't help but turn his head.
The dim light prevented him from seeing the person's face, but just looking at the outline, he always felt that he looked familiar, but for a while he couldn't remember where he had seen it.
"Who are you?"
Is this the sequelae of flooding of immigrants
Looking at the little guy in front of him, Jiang Chen couldn't help but sigh.
Today's new country is simply like the United States in the 19th century. Those who smell the fragrance of freedom are not only immigrants who yearn for a better life, but also criminals who have traveled across the ocean. If this hidden danger is not resolved as soon as possible, it will inevitably develop into a serious public security problem in the future.
It seems that something needs to be done.
Seeing that the person in front of him did not answer, and being ignored twice, Wang Biao was completely angered. This was the first time for him, who was called Biaozi by people on the road, to suffer such a humiliation.
"You dare to lose your mind while I'm talking. Are you tired of living?"
Wang Biao curled his lips, stretched out his hand towards Jiang Chen's neck, and took out a wine bottle with his other hand.
He made up his mind to grab this bastard by the neck, press him into the toilet, and teach him the meaning of humility.
However, he didn't get what he wanted.
Wang Biao's outstretched hand seemed to be embedded in a transparent wall, unable to move forward or retreat, and his face gradually turned the color of pig liver.
The change happened so quickly that no one could react. The onlookers were stunned for a moment, and then moved backwards to avoid being accidentally injured. The bartender at the bar was still wiping the glasses calmly. When she was mixing the drinks just now, she had obviously figured out Jiang Chen's identity, but she just didn't say it. Xia Shiyu's heart jumped into her throat, but she quickly jumped back.
Because she suddenly realized that being protected by ghost agents, how could Jiang Chen be hurt by such a little guy.
The optical invisibility gradually dissipated, and Zhu Yu, who was standing half a step in front of Jiang Chen, squeezed the man's hand calmly. The power injected with the genetic medicine was not something that this little bastard could look at.
The light here was very dark, and only a few people standing close by saw Zhu Yu appear in front of Jiang Chen out of thin air.
Facing the woman who "appeared out of thin air" in front of him, Wang Biao's eyes were so wide that they almost bulged out. Is this a ghost, or am I drunk
Seeing the commotion here, the onlookers gathered around and shouted.
"Hit her!"
"Don't be a coward, fight her."
"Fuck, you can't even fuck a girl. Brother, are you still a man?"
However, Wang Biao still dared to take action. He gradually realized that he might have kicked the iron plate.
Zhu Yu was indifferent to the booing from the crowd and just asked Jiang Chen in a low voice on the communication channel what to do.
Jiang Chen did not answer, but bypassed Zhu Yu and stood in front of Wang Biao.
"I don't care if you are a green dragon or a white tiger, and I don't care if you are a Biaozi or a cousin." Looking at him with a smile, Jiang Chen said the words that made Wang Biao fall into the ice cave, "If you have heard of the Future People Group , then you probably don’t know who is the ‘boss’ here.” (.)