light in the north

Of the words he said, the first sentence was a threat, and the second sentence was a lure.He is really a profiteer who has been in this circle for many years.

If he hadn't followed him, all his friends would have been killed by him one by one. If he had followed him, he would still have a chance to win Tang Juan's kingdom.

And being able to have his own place in Fengyun, isn't that what Shen Bei has always wanted?

But why?

Why did Tang Juan insist on asking Shen Bei to help him.

In the end, he still didn't talk about what Shen Bei wanted to know.But Shen Bei had no way out.

Just the previous sentence, let the brothers live, was enough for him to agree to Don Juan.

I talked with Don Juan all the time at night, he didn't seem to be in a good mood today, he looked lazy at the bar, but he also had a special taste.Shen Bei understands him a little bit. It is really not easy for one person to manage so many people, deal with so many things, and fight with people like Tan Yufan.

God knows what such a person who is less than 30 years old has experienced.

Later, Shen Bei chattered with him, and after going around for a long time, he failed to achieve his goal. Basically, he got himself into it, and the gain outweighed the loss.And Don Juan is like a hunter who packs his prey and almost catches his net.

"Today's singer is Jiang Nan, you call and ask him why he hasn't arrived yet."

Don Juan ordered directly, "Oh, by the way, the DryMartini just now, 48."

Shen Bei looked at Tang Juan as if he had just swallowed a lump of glutinous rice, and choked out a sentence for a long time: "Is there something wrong with your brain? You also accept my money? Didn't you invite it?!"

Don Juan raised his eyebrows inexplicably: "What happened to your money? It's only natural that you should pay after drinking."

Shen Bei rolled his eyes and cursed: "I don't have money, so I can do whatever I want!"

Completely look like a hooligan.

There was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and Shen Bei cried out ouch, and saw that Tang Juan was pinching his gunshot wound with his hands!

"Fuck me, fuck me! You let go so numbly~!"

Someone came in, and there was a clanging sound at the door.

The two looked at a tall but thin man leaning against the door, his lips were pale, and he looked a little weak.

Shen Bei frowned, stood up and walked to the lounge.

Tang Juan was somewhat puzzled by Shen Bei's unusual behavior, but he looked at Jiang Nan and asked, "You don't look very well, didn't you sleep well yesterday?"

Jiang Nan shook her head, walked over and sat on the bar: "I have a fever."

Tang Juan reached out to touch Jiang Nan's forehead, but Jiang Nan dodged back subconsciously.Seeing Tang Juan's hand hanging in the air above the bar, he was a little embarrassed, and he quickly added: "It's okay, it's almost over."

Don Juan looked at him and sighed: "You didn't tell me when you were sick, I just let Adan take care of you today."

Jiang Nan said indifferently: "I have already asked for three days off before, it's not very good."

He glanced at the place where Shen Bei left, and then lowered his eyelids.

"Shouldn't let him go to work today."

"Oh." Don Juan naturally knew who Jiang Nan was referring to, "We have something to talk about."

Jiang Nan hummed and stopped talking.