Wasp shook his head slightly, glanced at the madman's room, and turned to walk out.
He can't help with the affairs of men and women, although he supports free love, but the main reason is that Tang Feng did not express his interest in Meng Xue From here, Meng Xue is a free woman.
Since freedom is a matter of course, anyone can pursue it.
However, if she becomes Tang Feng's woman in the future, then the madman will have such a meaning, he will not be polite to anyone who betrays Tang Feng, he will not hesitate to get rid of it, this is his responsibility and his mission For the Wasps, feelings are a lot more troublesome than killing Coming to the roadside stall, Wasp ordered a plate of seafood, a dozen beers, and drank slowly.
After a while, three people also sat down.
On the left was a little older, in his thirties, with a short, stiff beard stubbornly stretched out, and his hands were wide and thick, with knuckles spitting out, and a faint white powder still left on them, as if he had just come down from a construction site.
The other two sat across from him, one taciturn, and his character was all written on his face.
The other, like a street thug, opened most of the buttons of his shirt to reveal his tanned muscles.
His eyes were very flexible, and as soon as he sat down, he looked around and whistled in his mouth.
The three people here are typical migrant workers, who come out to see the world at night when they are idle after work.
There are not only migrant workers in country Z in the world, but also in Bangkok, and there are quite a few of them.
You can't expect white-collar workers sitting in the office drinking tea or typing keyboards in front of the computer to build the buildings under their belts If it were like that, I don't know how many more Leaning Towers of Pisa would be in the world There are a lot of migrant workers in Bangkok, and there are many people who come out to drink at night and look for women.
They have worked hard to earn money and come out, isn't it just for consumption, but these people here are not very popular with those prostitutes, although sometimes they will pretend to be large sums of money and throw a lot of money at them, but if some people here regret it later, although there is legal protection, it is more or less a trouble.
The man, before that, was like a hungry wolf who had not eaten enough, and the only thought in his head was to fill his stomach.
But after that, they will become wise men of life, philosophers of life, and most of them will not be willing to watch the money in their pockets run into the hands of others.
And this person's perennial working body is as strong as a stone, and the purpose of these women coming out is to make money, not to enjoy.
So in contrast, of course, they like those white-collar workers and little white faces who are just out of breath and rushing for thousands of miles like the Yangtze River After the work of a migrant worker, they have to earn at least three less money, which is absolutely intolerable to them Therefore, the prostitutes in Bangkok have a consensus: migrant workers are not easy to make money At the moment, the three migrant workers here are no different from ordinary people, not even ordinary Thais.
There's even a bit of a pure local accent in their Thai dialect, as if they're really people who haven't seen the world.
But the wasp raised his eyebrows as the three of them sat down.
His intuition told him that the three of them were all masters, and they were the kind of masters who could threaten him, so Wasp smiled, in this place in Bangkok, there should be few people who can give him this feeling, except for the two dark iron of the Yanagi family and which Shikigami are And here, some of them will come out on the streets, and there will be even fewer people drinking here, and the wasp will pick up his glass and slowly put it to his mouth.
"Hehe, tonight, we don't want to get drunk and not go home, at least three bottles per person" The middle-aged man's hoarse voice rose up, he took a wine bottle, touched the screwdriver of the wine bottle and gestured to the wine bottle cap, in the eyes of outsiders, of course he was using the screwdriver to open the wine, but the wasp saw clearly, the screwdriver in his hand did not touch the wine bottle cap at all The bottle cap flew up violently, shooting at the wasp's throat.
It was so fast that even the naked eye of an ordinary person could not catch it.
However, as if the wasp had expected it, he opened his fingers in his hand to hold the glass, and then pinched them slightly, and then retracted them as if nothing had happened.
But the lid of the bottle that had been shot at his throat disappeared like that The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth hooked slightly, the wine bottle in his hand tilted slightly, poured wine for the two young people, and said in a hoarse Thai dialect: "Hehe, come, tired for a day, drink more" In a word, his cat's hand under the table slammed into the wasp's vital point.
The wasp was still drinking, but the idle hand quietly appeared under the table and blocked the middle-aged man's attack inches, scissors, springs, sharpening, palms, fingers The middle-aged man's hand seemed to have turned into a variety of dexterous weapons, turning into an irresistible torrent, constantly surging towards the wasps.
And the wasp's hands are constantly changing, like two strong dikes, and even though the flood rages and roars, it still stands for its own position with ease Finally, the momentum of the flood stopped, and the so-called just can't last long, and the same is true of the flood here.
However, the wasp's hand suddenly turned into a poisonous snake that was on standby, and it sprang up, blocking the middle-aged man's hand, and then clasped his wrist with five fingers It is said that the person who has been locked in the wrist must have no way to use his arm, and this is also a well-known locker in hand-to-hand combat, but the middle-aged man here is obviously not in this restriction, I saw his wrist flip, although he did not break free from the wasp's locking hand, but he also took the opportunity to buckle the opponent's wrist.
The middle-aged man still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hand that was pouring wine didn't even shake: "Hehe, the wine here is a good thing, you two boys should drink a little more."
"Well, it's really good wine," Wasp replied strangely beside him, where the wine in his mouth had just been swallowed, which showed how fast the two had fought each other.
The two let go of their hands at the same time, and the middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said softly without looking back: "Brother Twenty-one, you are getting more and more powerful now, you can recognize us here."
"You can open the wine without touching the bottle cap" Wasp smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Except for your twenty-second brother, I can't think of anyone else who has the ability here" As he spoke, Wasp spread out his left hand, and the lid of the wine bottle was dripping and spinning in his hand "Your big hands are also a flaw, although ordinary people will think that you are doing rough work, but a real master can still tell the difference" Wasp poured all the wine in the cup into his mouth, and said lightly.
The middle-aged man couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment on his face, turned his head to the wasp and said, "Hey, it's still twenty-one brother who is amazing, the makeup skills of the three of us brothers are in your eyes, of course, there are flaws everywhere, but my anti-lock hand is not weak."
The middle-aged man's voice suddenly became crisp and refreshing, although it was a suppressed voice, but compared with the hoarseness just now, it was obviously a heaven and an underground.
Unexpectedly, he and the two young men opposite him were made up, although they were not as vivid as the wasps' human skin masks, but they were already very rare.
At least walking on the street, anyone will think of them as ordinary migrant workers, not a skilled master.
"It's okay," the corner of the wasp's mouth hooked slightly, and said lightly.
At this time, to outsiders, they looked like two ordinary Thai people they met by chance, so they talked to each other because they sat in The young man who had been whistling and being proud suddenly stopped here, the corners of his mouth opened, and a young and arrogant, fearless voice sounded: "Hey, Brother Twenty-One's makeup skills are famous among our brothers, of course it is not a problem to know a few of us, but a brother, you have been in Bangkok for some days, I don't know if there are any beautiful women you know, if there are any, introduce one to my brother, let me taste them too" "Twenty-third brother, the most important thing for us now is to complete the task" A young man who had not spoken all this time suddenly spoke.
"Boss, we still have a lot of things to do in addition to the task, but it's just a few miscellaneous pieces, let's make a move, it's not a young man, you don't have to be so dull, okay" The young man who was a little frivolous rolled his eyes helplessly, and said in a deep voice.
The corners of Wasp's mouth hooked, he knew that twenty-three here was just talking about it, and when he really got things done, he was still very serious.
After all, where are the rules of the organization, he just doesn't dare to take it seriously, so Wasp directly ignored his complaints, and said in a deep voice: "The old man is right, now the most important thing for us is to complete the task here, how is your work?"
As soon as the words came out, the three of them seemed to be deflated, one by one, lazy, as if they couldn't lift their energy.
Although there was no one around them at this time, and no one saw their appearance, the wasp was still startled, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes and said, "What's wrong, is there something wrong with the target?"
"The target is still like the fish on our chopping board, where are we waiting to die, nothing has changed" The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "It's the head who sent another seventh in the golden dragon, and the god has been taken over by his kid."
As soon as the words came out here, Wasp couldn't help but be stunned, and after a while, he chuckled: "I thought it was something, didn't we still have a lot of targets, he grabbed it, and he grabbed it, anyway, it's quite troublesome to find a guy anywhere."
"However, the rest of the people have been monitored by the dragon group" The middle-aged man raised his wine glass and touched it with the wasp, with a smile on his face, but his voice was full of bitterness "Zhuge Yunfeng" The corners of the wasp's mouth hooked, but a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly: "Rob, it's inconvenient for us to move the golden dragon, but a small Zhuge Yunfeng is not in our eyes, you three, before Zhuge Yunfeng acts, kill all the targets" t1706231537: