And the most direct way of unleashing one’s courage was through fists; fellow drinkers who were just imbibing and celebrating a moment ago could suddenly turn on each other and vent their anger through fisticuffs.
Ye Jian picked up the wine glass and gently sipped a little.
“How was it? How does it taste?” Xia Jinyuan smiled, his body suddenly leaned over, “Pretending is enough, high alcoholic content, drink less.” The cocktail’s after-kick was strong, Ye Jian, who believed the taste was good, heard what he said; after sipping a little, she started pretending, and raised her glass to touch glasses with Xia Jinyuan who had the malta in his hands, her soft but clear voice said quietly, “Someone’s coming, ahead of us, 11 o’clock.”
Xia Jinyuan’s tall body didn’t move; he still propped his head lazily on the bar counter, while the other hand picked up the malta as he drank from it, “We’ll wait for him here.”
A man in a loose cotton robe walked over; he wasn’t tall, estimated to be around 172 centimeters, a beam of light shone across his face, Ye Jian then saw the face of a very average Asian man in his middle ages.
There were actually two tall and buff African men standing beside him; one look was all it took to realize they were his bodyguards.
From the National Security Bureau, the code-named “Mountain Eagle”… Lin Feng?
“Very rarely do you see Asian faces here, young miss; come drink with me.” He walked straight over, while he smiled, he revealed the slyness of a businessperson, “Especially an Asian face as beautiful as this, this is too surprising.”
If this was Lin Feng, Ye Jian believed… it was easy to find people from the National Security Bureau.
Xia Jinyuan swept at his feet, his long legs stretched out, rudely and arrogantly blocking the middle-aged man’s path, “My woman, scram.”
“Well, she doesn’t have ‘your woman’ written on her, so I have the right to invite her for a drink, and seeing how we’re from the same descent, I could totally buy her a drink.” Lin Feng, who was a businessman here, laughed and told Ye Jian: “I’m a Chinese business man in the frankincense business and haven’t been home for several years now, seeing my fellows appearing here, my heart is delighted.”
While saying that, he extended his hand and intended to shake hands with Ye Jian.
Ye Jian swept him a glance and said frankly: “I’m not used to speaking with people who are too passionate; same goes for fellow citizens.” With that said, she turned around to face the bar counter, appearing like she wasn’t paying attention to her surroundings, but she was very cautiously scanning her surroundings through the corner of her eyes.
There were already people taking notice, but matters like hard buy tough sale were commonplace in the City of Danger; even if they took notice, there was nothing to explore.
Xia Jinyuan extended his arm, and stood up lazily, hand outstretched, and grabbed Lin Feng’s extended hand.
Then, a strong pressure came over, but Lin Feng didn’t seem to be fazed by him and actually started contesting with Xia Jinyuan.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes… time slipped by, moment by moment, yet the two tightly-gripped hands didn’t seem to have any inclination at letting go.
“Not bad, no wonder you act so haughty!” his cold gaze swept at his proponent, Xia Jinyuan said frankly.
“You’re not bad either! But I wonder how long you can last?” Lin Feng slowly replied; his eyes were filled with an obvious challenge.
He seldom had contact with the National Security Bureau, after receiving his orders so suddenly he immediately got to work, but towards the Special Forces soldier deployed by home, he had told the National Security Bureau very matter of factly, that he needed to take a look at them.
The National Security Bureau agreed, as to whether or not the Military agreed, that he didn’t know.
The two of them kept channeling strength into their hands while Ye Jian started to sip on the malta as if she was an onlooker, the cocktail had a great kick behind it, so it’s better if she drank it less.
Five minutes later, Lin Feng’s complexion seemed to be twisting; what a powerful grip, his bones were going to get crushed if this kept up.
