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- Maxwell stared at the person in front of him and made sure that he had never seen such a star on TV. He couldn't help but sneered: "Are you a singer or a movie star? How come I have never seen it before?"
The man smiled and said: "Take a closer look and think about it, is it worth tens of millions!"
Hearing the firm tone of the other party, Maxwell looked up and looked over. He thought carefully in his mind. Suddenly, something moved in his mind. He thought of someone and his eyes widened, "Your surname is Yang?"
Yang Bo chuckled, "Don't be too surprised, you have been looking for me for so long, how come you don't recognize me when you see me?"
Maxwell took two steps back, looking slightly nervous. He was a killer, and a killer who often took on tasks. However, ordinary people could only see him bartending, but anyone who saw him doing anything was no longer alive. Therefore, it is difficult for outsiders to detect his identity!
He stared at Yang Bo and touched his waist with one hand. He had also seen that mission before, but he saw it a little later and was picked up by Nick and the two of them. At that time, he was still very regretful because He felt that the kidnapping task was undoubtedly easier!
But no one expected that after Nick and the two took over the mission, they were sent directly to the police station. There were too many lives on their hands, and they might not be able to get out in this life. He had secretly rejoiced in the past two days. Fortunately, I was a little slow at that time and didn't receive the mission!
However, Yang Bo¡¯s sudden appearance made Maxwell¡¯s heart beat fiercely, ¡°What do you want to do?¡±
Yang Bo smiled and said, "Have a glass of bloody hell."
Maxwell didn't believe that the other party was just here to drink a glass of wine. He wanted to raise the hand on his waist, but before he could do it, a silver light flashed through, and he felt his right hand stiffen, and a coin fell to the ground under his feet. the sound of.
For a moment, his stiff right hand recovered slightly, but then severe pain hit him, and he felt that the whole hand was no longer his!
Maxwell bent over and squatted on the ground, just wanting to rub his hands on the ground. The pain was so severe that it was unbearable for him!
Yang Bo stared at the other party, "Have a drink of bloody hell!"
Maxwell has gone through pain training. He gritted his teeth and stood up. He glanced towards the hall. The waiters were still cleaning, and they didn't seem to notice the situation here at all!
No wonder they are always waiters!
Maxwell cursed secretly in his mind. He knew he couldn't escape, so he had to endure the severe pain and started making cocktails with his left hand.
Although he only has one hand, Maxwell¡¯s movements do not seem to be greatly affected. His hands are flexible and the cup is flying up and down in his hand. It is very beautiful!
The waiters were a little surprised to see Maxwell actually mixing drinks, but they still cheered for Maxwell. After all, mixing drinks with one hand is a skill!
Soon, a red cocktail was delivered to Yang Bo.
Yang Bo picked up the cup, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed, "I know you have an alarm here, please ring it!"
Maxwell stared at Yang Bo with his eyes wide open, his face full of surprise, and then he was horrified. I am afraid that the other party came here with bad intentions this time. He even inquired about this little thing clearly, but he didn't know how much the other party knew about them!
However, since the other party asked him to ring the alarm bell, Maxwell did not hesitate at all. He walked aside, reached out and pressed it in a hidden place under the bar.
This alarm bell goes directly to the headquarters, but it does not ring here.
"Your alarm bell is too remote. If something big happens, I won't have time for you to ring it!" Yang Bo said.
Maxwell smiled bitterly. Under normal circumstances, even if the opponent had a gun in his hand, he would still have time to ring the alarm. But Yang Bo's movements were too fast. The coin that was tossed just now was several minutes faster than the bullet. !
In this case, he didn¡¯t dare to ring the alarm bell at all. What if Yang Bo threw a coin and it didn¡¯t hit him on his body, but directly on his forehead, would he still be alive?
Maxwell looked down at his right hand. His right hand was completely swollen, and it was obviously a broken bone!
Yang Bo held the drink in his hand and tasted it carefully, as if he was just a guest who came to drink.
The waiters cleaned up and left the place to get busy in the back.
The sun shines in from outside, but Yang Bo is sitting in the dark, and he can see the floating dust clearly in the sun.
After a moment, there were rapid footsteps outside the door. Yang Bo smiled at Maxwell and said, "Look, someone is here to help you!"
Maxwell felt relieved and thenEven though he was nervous again, he hoped that someone could rescue him, but Yang Bo was too strong and he was afraid that his companions would be injured, so he was very conflicted.
A group of people ran over in a hurry. The leader was a man in his early thirties. When he saw the room was quiet and Maxwell was standing at the bar, he couldn't help but frown, "Maxwell, what's going on? Why are you Want to ring the alarm?"
Maxwell was helpless. He glanced at Yang Bo and said, "Chief, someone is here!"
"Oh?" The man seemed to understand Maxwell's eyes. He walked over, but kept staring at Yang Bo's back. He knew Maxwell's situation very well. If he hadn't encountered something uncontrollable, Maxwell would Swale would never ring the alarm!
Now Maxwell not only rings the alarm bell, but also mixes drinks during the day, which shows that the person in front of him is not simple!
"This is Mr. Yang!" Maxwell introduced.
Yang Bo held the drink and turned around, "I don't know what to call you? Chief?"
"You can call me Charlie." The man stepped forward, with vigilance in his eyes. While Yang Bo turned around, Maxwell had already raised his injured hand.
"Charlie's eyes narrowed and he became more and more cautious. He was very aware of Maxwell's force, but he didn't expect to be injured by Yang Bo.
"Charlie, why are you being so cautious? You just knocked this man over with one punch, and we're going to drink here today!" A man suddenly said loudly.
Yang Bo followed the sound and looked over. When Charlie came over just now, there were four people behind him, and it was one of them who spoke. That person was wearing a tuxedo, with white face and red lips, and extremely strong blood. He was a member of the Vampire Clan!
However, Yang Bo did not take that person seriously, because in terms of Qi and blood, that person should be just a Viscount, the lowest vampire, whose strength is only equivalent to the Qi-entraining realm!
"Sir Mike." Charlie turned around and looked over, with a respectful but hesitant tone in his voice: "This man looks like someone we want."
"Wouldn't that be just right? Kill him directly, and you can just do the job. I will be on duty this month, just listen to me!" Mike waved his hand, not caring!
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