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Li Yan glanced back at Alfaf's thin shoulders, and closed the door tightly. In front of him was a dark corridor.
He was wearing a well-fitting white vest and a long windbreaker over his shoulders, stepping on the shattered light on the floor and walking deep, with a bad face.
Li Yan is not a person who is afraid of trouble, especially not afraid of trouble related to beautiful women. Especially this time when Danniang is not here, it's like a tiger like a tiger
The lack of interest is just an excuse. Anyone who has seen too many thugs in the wilderness, who are neither human nor ghost, walks through the flames and copper bullets for a few days will breed a fiery primitive desire.
But Afaf, it's too clumsy and not interesting.
Affaf got herself drunk, probably to alleviate her guilt of betraying her husband, but her charming demeanor and eyes, with a sad look, stabbed Li Yan, who had a high self-esteem in this regard, in the heart.
A little careful, the cheeky Li Yan would not talk about it, and even in his heart, he would not bother to complain.
But the best portrayal of his bad mood at this moment is the most vulgar complaint below.
"Sleeping with me is so unacceptable? I'm fat Do I, Li Yan, seem to lack women? Back in Hong Kong, there were wealthy women like Judy, with fair skin, beautiful legs, full board and lodging in yachts, luxury cars, and personalities. Open, full of tricks and strong receptivity. I'm just so-so"
Under this mentality, whether it is pride or demeanor, Li Yan voluntarily backed down and left the room to the mother and son of Afafu.
The reason for this is more than 90%, and the remaining 10% is less than 10%. It is to experience the "Wild Yak" series of rifles that Yin Xiong said are worth the money.
Stepping on the sewage and household garbage all over the floor, the more Li Yan walked up, the wider his vision became.
The entire four floors are opened up by this, with holes on both sides, cold wind pouring in, red and green paint patterns on the wall, rosary beads, roses, raised middle fingers, modern girls with exaggerated proportions, and green robes with half of their arms exposed Guan Gong, a mixture of Chinese and Western, insane and insane.
Ore with red and green fluorescence was embedded in the wall. These stones contained a lot of radiation, but apparently no one cared. Here and there are tall pirate-style round tables and clanking, clear glasses. There are whistling men and women clinking glasses, bare tattoos and wet skin, not like an arms trading place, but more like some adult bar.
"newcomer?"
A woman with bare smooth shoulders and a pony tail came over, with purple eyeliner and lips, dull eyes, and slightly raised pupils, exuding a decadent atmosphere.
"That's right." Li Yan put on a smile on his face, he pretended to dig out his pockets, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I wanted to buy you a drink, but it seems that I have no money."
The woman giggled, her fingers painted with black nail polish rested on Li Yan's chest, and she breathed out a sweet smell of alcohol: "It's okay, I can treat you."
As she spoke, she brought two pink wine glasses from the counter. Li Yan thanked her and reached out to take a glass and put it in her hand.
The woman hugged her shoulders and propped her face with one hand: "I heard from them that there is a new wild third-order wandering spirit here, is it you?"
Just as Li Yan was about to open his mouth, the sound of cowhide boots slapped into his ears, and the muzzle of a huge rifle was inserted between the two of them, followed by a black vest, pushing the woman aside abruptly.
Inches, stud earrings, fair and handsome face.
Wei Dan.
The heavy gun body was hammered to the ground, Wei Dan grabbed a bottle of fire-colored wine without lifting his head: "Get lost."
The lazy woman's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly.
Li Yan gulped down the wine glass, stood up and walked over, stretched out his hands to straighten the woman's messy collar, and said in a low voice, "I'll talk to you later."
Only then did the woman's face soften a little, she stared at Wei Dan bitterly, stomped on her high heels and left.
"Thirty yuan a night, that woman is very cheap."
Wei Dan circled his huge sniper rifle, stared at Li Yan and said.
Li Yan hugged his shoulders: "What do you need from me?"
Wei Dan filled the glass: "What are you doing here?"
"Yin Xiong said that the guns here are good, let me come and have a look if I am interested."
Wei Dan squinted his eyes: "Didn't you even bring the money to buy someone a drink? You still have money to buy a gun?"
"Talking about money hurts feelings."
Li Yan looked serious.
Wei Dan licked his chapped lips: "The "Wild Yak" series of the Rain Brothers, right?"
"Well, that's what he said."
"Three thousand yuan, I'll take you to see the goods. If you don't have money, don't talk about it."
"I don't have any money"
Seeing Wei Dan's uneasy expression, Li Yan added, "Can this thing work?"
Li Yan casually took out a square iron box, opened it, and found that it was full of glass medicine bottles.
"what."
"Penicillin."
Wei Dan's eyes moved, and his eyes fell on the medicine bottle involuntarily.
? As early as when Li Yan returned from the Renchen battlefield and obtained the Shidu authority certification, he purchased a large amount of supplies and put them in his personal space, including a batch of imported penicillin injections.
He has a special walking physique. He didn't use it much later, and everything is here.
"not enough."
Wei Dan shook his head coldly.
"This is all I have. If I can't even see the face of the gun, I have nothing to say. You should come here for a drink."
After Li Yan finished speaking, he picked up Wei Dan's leftover wine bottle: "Would you like this glass?"
Wei Dan's gaze stayed on the iron box containing the penicillin for a while, and then he stood up.
"Come with me."
Li Yan smiled. Just as he got up, his temples felt hot.
He tilted his head, and in the corner sat a square-faced, short-cut, bronze-colored skin, with a red scarf around his neck, holding a wine glass in his hand, and the pale yellow liquid was shaking back and forth. The exposed half of the forearm seems to be cast of copper and iron, revealing a full wildness.
And this man's brown pupils have been staring at Li Yan, even if Li Yan looks at him, he will not back away, just like a spotted lizard in the wilderness.
Li Yan tilted his head and asked Wei Dan beside him: "Who is this person?"
Wei Dan glanced at the direction Li Yan was pointing at, and said nonchalantly, "His name is Abana Ningma, and he is directly under the guard of Kuang Zhuoma's headquarters. He just arrived this afternoon."
"He is interested in you?" Li Yan made this guess.
"No." Wei Dan curled his lips, "He is a follower of Medicine Buddha."
Li Yan glanced in that direction, but did not speak.
"By the way, the content of your entrustment tomorrow is a big event that has been prepared for more than half a year. In addition to external recruitment, the company will also send out manpower. The two of you will arrive at about the same time, so you should be divided into one group."
At the table over there, Abana Ningma seemed to have noticed the conversation between the two of them. He drank his glass, grinned grimly at Li Yan, and wiped his neck.
If there is any deep meaning in Wei Dan's eyes: "In short, for tomorrow's commission, you can do it yourself."
Gudong~Gudong~
Li Yan drank the burnt wine bottle, took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said to Wei Dan: "I'll look at the gun later."
As he spoke, he walked towards Aban Ningma's wine table. There were three people in total, wearing black military uniforms, chatting and laughing from time to time. Suddenly, the faces of the three people turned cold, and they all stared at Li Yan who was walking over.
"I said¡¡"
Li Yan spoke vaguely, his mouth full of alcohol.
Aban Ningma smiled coldly, and just about to open his mouth, Li Yan walked faster and faster, and suddenly kicked the wine table over, the wine and glass spilled all over the floor, and the corner of the table hit Aban Ningma's soft belly .
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