Latest website: Ai Liang quickly picked up his mood, followed by behind the thugs, and walked into the elevator.

As the so-called lights, wine and green make people drunk, cattle and horses lead you to mix with society.

If these thugs really have any specialties, they won't be just a thug.

As long as they haven't committed any major incidents and won't hinder themselves.

Ai Liang didn't bother to care about these cannon fodder attitudes.

In this complex, each floor is a different tenant.

Ai Liang can see at least a few different storefronts from the floor distribution map at the entrance.

For example, the second and third floors are the bath and massage center, the accommodation on the fifth and sixth floors, the entertainment center on the seventh floor, the office area on the eighth floor...

The place Ai Liang is going to now is the bar on the fourth floor.

Probably it is easier to obtain information under the paralysis of alcohol.

Many intelligence dealers, or places where intelligence is circulating, will use bars as their bases.

Ma Wei is a subordinate intelligence unit of Song Jie's subordinate forces.

Perfectly inherited this fine tradition.

As mentioned earlier, Song Jie belongs to the modernist intelligence faction.

Although he is involved in many industries, his nominal main business is still intelligence.

Even if the income from other aspects is n times that of intelligence.

He did not give up, the main business with meager income.

Perhaps this is the last stubbornness of the intelligence agency?

Ma Wei ate under the hands of Song Jie, and the development of the industry inevitably developed in Song Jie's direction.

But after all, he is not as big a family as Song Jie.

You can't recruit any capable men, you can only use these fierce, evil, simple-minded people.

Not to mention anything else, this thug is still carrying a storage bag, looking like his brain is not so good.

It's not that it has a purpose, it's simply that I forgot to let it go.

Ding.

The elevator door opened.

As usual, Ai Liang walked out of the elevator behind the thugs.

Slowly walked towards the meeting room door at the end of the corridor.

Open the door and it is the bar.

Midnight and early morning are the peak hours of bar business.

Most of the seats in the bar are filled with people of all kinds.

And most of them are men, and women are almost invisible.

The elders were either drinking and bragging with the people beside them, or staring intently at the two dancers on the dance floor in the center of the bar.

Dressed in revealing clothes, they clung to the steel pipes, stretching their enchanting postures to their heart's content.

Occasionally, when you meet your customers' eyes, you will cast a wink in the past.

Ai Liang just glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze.

Compared with the bars in Nehua City back then, the dancing skills of these two dancers are really not so good.

Just knowing to pull the steel pipe in a circle, at most, rub it up and down twice.

Saying that they came to work part-time, they all praised them a little bit.

Even if it’s a part-time job, somehow you should learn more, right?

But considering Ma Wei's sphere of influence, it's not incomprehensible.

Most people who come to drink every day are regular customers or people nearby.

These people didn't really come to watch the dance anyway.

Might as well ask two hot bodies.

After the thug led Ai Liang into the bar, he did not stop.

Instead, he took Ai Liang all the way across the wine table and bar, and walked into the side door.

When he opened a door again, the two entered a mini bar again.

After Ai Liang entered the door, the thugs turned and left, leaving him alone at the door.

Unlike the noisy environment outside, it is much quieter here.

The mini bar is very small, only about fifty square meters by visual inspection.

Except for the bar, there are not even a few tables.

There are only three or four guests.

The owner here, seemingly to improve the compelling quality, also specially built an old-fashioned record player, playing soft and soothing classical music.

Let’s not talk about the wine, but the atmosphere is pretty good.

Ai Liang ignored the prying gaze from the wine table.

Put on a mask, go directly to the side of the bar, pull an ashtray and sit down.

"A glass of pure water."

Ai Liang said.

The bartender picked up the glass and took half a glass of water and pushed it over.

He smiled and asked, "What else to drink? I can recommend it if I'm not sure."

"I have no time to waste time with you."

Ai Liang picked up the cup and poured the water into the ashtray: "I prefer to go directly to the topic."

"Excuse me, our boss is on the way here, why not drink something first?"

The bartender repeated the previous words.

Wiping with a smile, the cup that can never be cleaned.

The act of wiping the cup has no special meaning. It is just that when there are no guests, find yourself something to do, so as not to be idle.

The other is to satisfy laymen’s stereotypes of bars and make themselves look "professional".

You have to have a drink before you speak, right?

Ai Liang narrowed his eyes: "Then have a cocktail, and adjust it as I said."

"no problem."

The bartender readily agreed, and quickly prepared the shaker and measuring device.

"Gin, black cherries, and Chatter, 25 ml each in order, plus half a lemon."

Ai Liang said, the cocktail recipe of the previous life.

Although the government of this world is very different from the previous life, some things have been preserved.

Wine is one of them.

It's just that many cocktail recipes that were born under the background of a specific era have disappeared.

There are many more cocktails based on wines that he has never heard of.

There are even a lot of cocktails made with rice wine.

When he first heard about these cocktails, Ai Liang had a feeling that could not be described in words.

To put it bluntly, the British saw the saber version of King Arthur.

If you still can’t understand it, just imagine replacing the silk stockings on the two-dimensional character with the red embroidered cotton trousers in the mountain village area.

Don't mention how awkward it is.

Ai Liang had worked in a bar in his previous life.

When I first entered the industry, I was holding several cocktail recipes when I was free.

I am afraid that the guests will not be able to make a cocktail they have not heard of.

However, it turns out that he thinks too much.

A lot of people go to the bar to drink, and they want what they usually order.

Wine table veterans love tequila and martini, and most female customers are Margaritas or Bloody Marys.

If you want to get girls drunk, you will order Long Island Iced Tea.

There are really tricky customers who want to order some other cocktails.

There will also be experienced bartenders, who are not in his turn.

When Ai Liang finished his part-time job in the bar, he almost forgot everything except the cups he often shakes.

But now under the blessing of this inhuman body.

Ai Liang clearly recalled all the cocktail recipes he had seen in his previous life.

Even if I just skipped it at a glance, I remembered all of them again.

Just by selling cocktail recipes, you will be able to live without any worries in this life.

The bartender frowned when he heard the recipe.

He has not heard of this formula.

And the two wines, black cherry and charter.

They are all distinctly flavored liqueurs, and almost no one has ever tried to combine the two.

Based on the principle that the customer is God.

The bar still holds the wine measuring device and pours a handful of wine into the shaker according to the recipe given by Ai Liang.

After adding half a lemon, squeeze the juice with a lemon squeezer into the shaker.

The bartender took a drop with a bar spoon, put it on the back of his hand and tasted it, and then showed an incredible expression.

After adding ice to shake, the bar picked up the ice filter and poured the pale yellow cocktail into the glass.

"I have never heard of this formula. Is it convenient to reveal its name?"

The bartender asked.

"Mr. Ma, if you plan to continue, what you say next is the name of this glass of wine."

Ai Liang gently pushed the wine glass aside.

It is absolutely impossible for him to eat or drink something given by a stranger on someone else's territory.

"It's worthy of being the number one bounty hunter in the Asian League. It's really a good eye."

The bartender...or Ma Wei.

He patted his palms lightly: "I didn't expect a famous person like you to know me as a little bartender. It's really flattering."

Ai Liang stared at Ma Wei with Zhang Sima's face.

Not to mention Neihua City, you can only be a dragon in Qianhua City, what are you pretending to be here?

Thinking that you are very stylish?

If it is not to maintain the messenger's personality.

Ai Liang had already started physical communication.

He is most annoyed by this guy who pretends and wastes his time.

"Give me Song Jie's contact information."

Ai Liang took out a check from the inner pocket of the leather jacket and pressed it on the bar.

At the same time, he took out a cylindrical container.

"Hehe, let's not say whether I know someone of Boss Song's level. Even if I do, why should I tell you?"

Ma Wei glanced at the numbers on the cheque: "If you don't say anything, you can just hit the ground on my site. It's a bit unreasonable!"

In fact, Ma Wei first received a call from Zhang Yan.

I thought it was the opponent who came to find fault.

It wasn't until I heard that even the gun was used, that something was wrong.

Qianhua City is completely banned from guns.

He has no grievances that are so big that he needs a gun to solve the problem.

Even if you have, you shouldn't go to Turion Bar, but come here to find yourself.

Plus, the other party asked to see himself just to talk about things.

From this point, Ma Wei deduced that Ai Liang was probably not a native of Qianhua City, but a bounty hunter from outside.

I don't understand the rules of Qianhua Market.

This savage and sturdy style, at first glance, came from Neihua City.

Ma Wei originally had the mentality of trying his luck and asked Zhang Yan to bring people over.

Until just passed the monitoring of the building.

He only realized that he really hit the jackpot.

"It's already happened, it's useless to say anything, it's better to negotiate the business in front of you first."

Ai Liang pushed the check forward again.

"Where is Zhang Yan? They didn't come with you?"

"I think he is too tired. Help him get a good night's sleep."

Ai Liang expressed Zhang Yan's current situation in a more euphemistic way.

When Ma Wei heard it, he immediately reacted.

Zhang Yan was probably fainted by Ai Liang.

"Before discussing business, I broke the other side's place. I have never heard of this way of discussing business."

Ma Wei's eyes were dark, and his face was a bit unsightly: "You have to be clear, this is not Neihua City, but my site!"

Let Ma Wei put pressure on his eyes.

Ai Liang's face did not change in any way.

He unscrewed the cylindrical container and poured a bottle of colorless crystalline powder into the ashtray containing half of the tank of water.

Ma Wei held the bar with his hands and watched quietly, without stopping.

These powders are probably regarded by him as something like ketamine.

Finish it all.

Ai Liang didn't give the answer Ma Wei wanted, but responded to his first question.

"Don't you want to know the name of this cocktail?"

Ai Liang picked up the cocktail and poured a little into the ashtray: "The name of this glass of wine is called the last word."

"Last words, really an unlucky name."

Ma Wei coughed and knocked on the table.

Several drinkers beside stood up immediately.

"But it's a good match for your current situation.

Mr. Courier, maybe you don't know yet? Not long ago, Boss Song offered you a high price reward, but I did not expect to meet him. "

Ma Wei looked at the messenger with the expression of looking at the fat sheep: "You are now being pointed at by two guns. It's best not to act rashly."

Ai Liang did not move, and he didn't even have the intention to resist with a gun.

Ma Wei thought he had confessed, and walked out from behind the bar, intending to tie people up with a rope.

"Have you heard of sodium sulfide?"

Ai Liang suddenly spoke to popular science and learned about chemistry: "Sodium sulfide is a very deliquescent substance, and it will react with acids."

"And these reactions will generate a gas called hydrogen sulfide."

Ai Liang turned the high stool and slowly turned around: "Low-concentration hydrogen sulfide has a strong pungent odor, but high-concentration hydrogen sulfide has no smell.

Because your sense of smell will be paralyzed in an instant, and you won't be able to smell any. "

Except for Ai Liang, Ma Wei and several of his men shrugged their noses unconsciously.

That's right, Ai Liang didn't plan to negotiate with these people from the beginning.

He came here just to go through a cutscene and perfect the chain of reasoning.

Before entering the door, Ai Liang had already obtained the information he wanted to know.

Including Ma Wei intends to tie himself to Song Jie to ask for credit.

Since the other party didn't plan to trade normally, then he was not ready to speak.

If the messenger does not have the force of the hermit, it is a good choice to rely on foreign objects and poison gas.

Ai Liang picked up the wine glass and poured all the remaining wine into the ashtray.

This move stimulated the nerves under Ma Wei.

He rushed forward and pushed Ai Liang away, knocking the ashtray to the ground with a slap.

Ai Liang stood by without making any hindrances.

Just as he poured sodium sulfide into the ashtray, Ma Wei did not respond.

The people in the room didn't even know what hydrogen sulfide was.

At most, from Ai Liang's words, it can be judged that hydrogen sulfide is poisonous.

The toxicity is unknown.

It would be nice to say if you rushed into the bathroom with an ashtray and dumped things out.

It is directly overturned on the ground without affecting the continuous deliquescence of the sodium sulfide powder.

"Mr. Ma, I never make a joke. If you haven't told Song Jie's contact information, then this glass of wine is your last words.

By the way, even if you run out now, the poison has entered your body. Guess how long you can live? "

Ai Liang's words are a typical example of ignorant bullying.

Through misleading words, let them think that this is a kind of poison with an antidote.

In fact, this thing has no cure at all.

You can only get out of the highly toxic air as soon as possible and go to the hospital for first aid.

People are gone when they are late.

In order to be more convincing, Ai Liang continued to flicker: "I have a lot of pills on my body. I am dead. Can you tell which ones are the antidote and which ones are the poisons?"

This time Ma Wei was completely collapsed.

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