Chapter 2167: : Don't look at beautiful women

The city of Athens at two o'clock in the morning.
The temperature of 19 degrees Celsius, coupled with the damp and cold sea breeze constantly coming over in spring, really makes people feel more terrible than the cold winter in northern China.
Li Nanfang shuddered involuntarily.
It is often said that after a man has just done something like that, it is best not to be irritated by the cold, otherwise he will easily become ill and have the heart to die.
Li Nanfang felt deeply about this.
I think that when I was in Qingshan, under a tree with a crooked neck, I was still a little proud of the Star God at that time----
It was pretty cool at the time.
But on the second day, he felt deeply what it meant to be dying.
The evil spirit entered the body and made him feel painful.
Such an experience is still fresh in my memory.
To be honest, he really didn't want to come again.
But there are some things that have to be done in the early hours of the night, and there is no way to go out without doing that kind of thing.
Just because there are not a few Chinese men who can resist a blond beauty.
Changed different patterns for three full days.
It can always make you angry when you are unsuspecting.
Such a woman can't be said to be a fairy, only a man's nemesis.
If it weren't for really caring about important things to do, Li Nanfang would have liked to live long in this city of Athens, be a man of a goddess, and be happy.
Forget it, it's useless to say that.
I have already walked out, can I still delay business for those things in bed?
The dim street lights stretch out on the long street where the price can't be seen at a glance. It doesn't illuminate many places, but it can make people clearly feel the depression of the city.
The population was originally small, and the people of Athens had long lost their belief in struggle under the high social welfare benefits. They never knew what it was like to be hungry, and would never run out in the middle of the night to find food.
Even if there are beggars here, they are also performance artists who receive a fixed monthly allowance and only like to sleep on the street.
Walk the streets and alleys.
Li Nanfang walked until the patter of rain fell in the sky, and finally saw a cafe open 24 hours a day.
That's right, it should be here.
At the entrance of the cafe, two regular Greek police comrades will stand under the street lights all night, staring at the building opposite the cafe.
From time to time, some people will come out of the building.
The man was either the driver who was beckoning to the queen, hugged the pretty girl from left to right and got in the car and left.
Or, just put on a hat and a scarf, don't dare to open the umbrella easily, wrap yourself in a state that even your mother can't recognize, and leave quickly.
The women who came out of the building all went straight to the cafe opposite and ordered a cup of coffee to sit there quietly.
until--
A new man enters the cafe, takes the coffee in front of them, and takes away their people by the way.
A very strange scene.
But it truly reflects that the pornography, gambling, and drug business in some European countries is also unique.
No one can say what they are doing dirty transactions between money and body.
After all, men spend money on coffee.
What women want is the enjoyment of coffee.
When Li Nanfang stepped into the cafe, he definitely attracted the attention of countless women in the shop.
No need to look at anything else, just look at Boss Li's figure.
Many Yingying and Yanyans who were obviously not in the mood to receive the guests regained their sparkling and translucent look, and some even took the initiative to raise the coffee cup in their hands in an attempt to attract Li Nanfang's attention.
After all, it was already late at night.
In the first half of the night, I experienced so many setbacks from the three-second man.
The money has been made almost, and they hope to obtain both mental and physical happiness.
Li Nanfang is obviously a man who can make them happy.
Don't ask why they can see such a result at a glance.
After all, they are professional.
It's all years of experience that has supported them to live happily to the present.
It's a pity that Li Nanfang obviously doesn't feel much about Yingying Yanyan here.
Just because his body has been squeezed out of shape.
How to describe it?
This is a joke that people can't help but think of.
A certain diaosi has been chasing school for many years, and finally, the night before graduation, she and the goddess in her heart came to the small hotel room she dreamed of.
In the frosted glass bathroom, is the goddess of school flowers taking a bath.
Dio Si sitting on the bed in the room recalled that the experience provided by her roommate with the dormitory confirmed that when all men did that kind of thing for the first time, it was easy for them to shoot in three seconds.
In order to leave a "lasting" good impression in the heart of the goddess.
Diosi decided to use the tube first to relieve the irritation before doing real work.
So he faced the pretty figure in the bathroom and released it on the wall.
As children and grandchildren were flowing down the wall, Diosi suddenly felt that the school flowers are just like that.
With unprecedented tranquility, he lifted his pants, opened the door and left without saying hello.
In the end, only the school flowers with bath towels were left, alone in the room, blowing the air conditioning messy.
Li Nanfang's current state is probably like this.
However, what is still certain is that Ye Xiaodao is definitely the roommate who got in after Diaosi left the school room.
Master Dao embraced the two pretty girls on the left and right, walked out of the opposing magnificent hotel, and returned to the cafe without stopping. He just stared at Li Nanfang from a distance, then turned his head and picked it up again. Cup of coffee, turn around and walk across to the cafe.
"Hehe, sooner or later I will die on the belly of a woman."
Li Nanfang pouted his lips, expressing his strong contempt for Master Dao.
Then, I chose the corner of the coffee shop and sat down.
All the women who tried to get Li Nanfang's attention were extremely disappointed.
But soon, their disappointment was diluted by other things.
Tonight, the coffee shop's business is exceptionally good. Who cares too much about a scumbag who has no interest in women.
On the other hand, Li Nanfang is like a tramp sleeping in a chair, with his head drooping, his eyelids on the stage, his eyes fixed in the direction, exactly in the room behind the cafe counter.
The door is closed.
Li Nanfang couldn't see the scene in the room, but he had heard of the furnishings inside.
If you look at this room from a purely artistic perspective, it can definitely be said to have no sense of beauty.
From a practical point of view, the room is of no value at all. It cannot live in, lie down, or even have a seat.
Seriously, this is more like a warehouse.
The dim lights, the bookshelves arranged in rows, the first row of shelves are full of various documents and books, and the second row is a variety of bottles and cans.
The transparent glass jar contains things, not too unusual.
Ears, tongues, noses, eyeballs, fingers and soles, if there are crazy biologists here, carefully taking out all the contents of the bottles and jars, they can definitely be pieced together into a mixed football team.
Quite a scary place.
If Li Nanfang and others had gone through a serious investigation, they would not have believed that this small storage room was the headquarters of the legendary Rodman Killer Organization.
The contents of the bottles and cans are the evidence brought back by the Rodman killers after completing their mission.
In the middle of the warehouse, on a large red wine barrel, Mr. Manda, the leader of the Rodman killer organization, gently shook the red wine glass in his hand and smiled at Charlie on the opposite side.
"Mr. Charlie, I am very happy to cooperate with you, Interpol. This incident should be recorded in history. You are a truly enlightened person in the Interpol team."
Quite flattering words.
It will only make people feel sick.
However, Charlie no longer cared about disgusting or disgusting, he didn't even care about being known that he was an Interpol and was going to secretly meet the boss of the killer organization in private.
Not to catch anyone.
Instead, they asked the killer organization for help.
Help them kill individuals.
A few days ago, the psychological shadow caused by the black ghosts on them, Interpol and U.S. federal agents, was too great.
More than thirty people, under full guard, were taken under collective control, stripped naked and thrown in front of the US Embassy.
All the photos were disseminated to the world through Greek media newspapers.
It is conceivable that at this time yesterday, the newspapers in the entire US Interpol headquarters were full of "sexy" headline photos of Charlie.
Shame, failure.
Charlie encountered an unprecedented failure in the work of capturing the black ghost.
Therefore, he began to use whatever means.
"Dear Mr. Manda, in order to realize the cooperation between our two sides this time, I have already brought the greatest sincerity, and even triggered fierce factional conflicts at the Interpol headquarters.
I have no other requirements.
I only want black ghosts, whether dead or alive.
As long as the Black Phantom is in my hands, the Rodman Killer Organization will formally become a branch agency of the US Federal Administration.
You can get help from Interpol for your operations around the world.
Your weapons and equipment can also be obtained directly from Interpol.
However, if you can't get the black ghost.
Please be blunt.
The greatest enemy of the Rodman Killer organization will become Interpol.
With this explanation, Mr. Manda, you should understand enough, right? "
Charlie's tone was extremely heavy.
But Manda didn't care about these at all, still tasting the red wine lightly, and said lightly: "There is never the word failure in my dictionary."
Absolutely confident.
This is a person who can stand on the apex of the Pyramid of the Assassin World, who is qualified to speak.
It was these words that finally made Charlie's face a smile.
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."
"Good, happy cooperation."
The red wine glasses collided, and Charlie drank the sweetest drink he thought he had ever drunk, reached out and picked up the scarf next to him, completely wrapped his face.
"Mr. Manda, please allow me to drink your two cups of coffee outside."
"Hahaha, Mr. Charlie, your coffee will always be free with me."
In the laughter that all men know what they mean.
Charlie turned around, walked around the large bookshelf, and opened the door.
Everyone's attention shifted to the door that opened with a creak.
Charlie walked around the cafe with his head high, like a rooster reignited in war, and finally stopped at a certain position.
This is a woman with an apparently beautiful Eastern face. Charlie hates the black ghosts belonging to the Easterners, so he will vent his anger on the ravages of Eastern women.
However, when he reached out to grab the cup of coffee.
But-caught it empty.
A few seconds ago, the coffee cup still on the table disappeared like magic.
Charlie was slightly stunned.
I saw a man dressed exactly like him, holding a coffee cup and blocking the eyes of the oriental girl.
"Beauty, don't look."
The voice fell.
The gunfire sounded.
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