Athens at 2 a.m.
The temperature of 19 degrees Celsius, coupled with the humid and cold sea breeze, makes people feel more terrible than the cold winter in northern China.
Li Nanfang could not help but shiver.
It is often said that after a man has just finished that kind of work, it is better not to be stimulated by any cold, otherwise it is easy to get into evil and have a heart that wants to die.
Li Nanfang is deeply touched by this.
When I was in the Castle Peak, under a crooked neck tree, I was still proud of Zhanxing God at that time -
it was very cool at that time.
But the next day, he deeply felt what was terminally ill.
The evil spirit entered the body, which made him very sad.
That experience is still fresh in my memory.
To be honest, he really didn''t want to do it again.
But some things have to be done in the middle of the night and early in the morning, and there is no way to go out when you finish that kind of thing.
Just because there are not a few Chinese men, can resist a blonde beauty.
Three whole days, changing different patterns.
Always make you angry when you are unprepared.
Such a woman can''t be said to be a goblin, only a man''s nemesis.
If it was not for the fact that he was really concerned about something important to do, Li Nanfang would like to live in this city of Athens and be a goddess man and be happy.
Forget it. It''s no use saying that.
Have already come out, but also for those things in bed, delay business.
Dim street lights, in a glance can not see the changing prices of the long street, extended out, not to light up a lot of places, but can make people clearly feel the depression of the city.
The population was small, and the Athenian people had long lost their faith in struggle under the high social welfare treatment. They never knew what it was like to be hungry, so they would never run out in the middle of the night to look for food.
Even if there are beggars here, they are the performance artists who receive a fixed monthly allowance and only like to sleep in the street.
Walk through the streets.
Li Nanfang had been walking until the light rain came down in the sky and finally saw a 24-hour coffee shop.
Yes, it should be here.
At the door of the cafe, two fixed Greek police comrades would stand under the street lamp all night, staring at the building opposite the cafe.
From time to time, some people will come out of the building.
The man or the driver who waved to the emperor, hugged the pretty girl around and left the car.
Or, put on your hat and scarf, and don''t dare to open the umbrella easily. Wrap yourself in a state that even your parents can''t recognize and leave quickly.
The women who came out of the building all went straight to the opposite cafe, ordered a cup of coffee and sat there quietly.
Until --
a new man enters the cafe, takes the coffee in front of them and takes their people away.
It''s a strange scene.
But it really reflects that some countries in Europe have done a unique business.
No one can say that they are making a dirty trade between money and body.
After all, men spend money on coffee.
And women want coffee.
When Li Nanfang stepped into the cafe, it definitely attracted the attention of countless women in the shop.
I don''t need to look at anything else, just the figure of boss Li.
Many of the YingYing and Yanyan, who were obviously not in the mood to receive the guests, regained their glittering and translucent look in their eyes. Some even took the initiative to raise their coffee cups in order to attract Li NanFang''s attention.
After all, it''s the second half of the night.
In the first half of the night, I experienced so many setbacks of three seconds.
They have already made almost the same amount of money. They want to have both mental and physical happiness.
Li Nanfang is obviously a man who can make them happy.
Don''t ask why they can see the result at a glance.
After all, they are professional.
They are all years of experience, supporting them to live happily to the present.
Unfortunately, Li Nanfang obviously doesn''t feel much about the YingYing and Yanyan here.
Just because his body has been squeezed out of shape.
How to describe it?
It''s a joke.
A loser has been chasing school flowers for many years. On the night before graduation, he finally came to his dream hotel room with the goddess in his heart.
In the frosted glass bathroom, is the school flower goddess who is bathing.
The loser sitting on the bed recalled the experience provided by his roommates that it was easy for all men to shoot in three seconds when they did that for the first time.In order to leave a "lasting" good impression on the goddess.
The loser decided to take a pipe first, relieve the stimulation, and then do the real work.
So the pretty figure in the bathroom was released on the wall.
When children and grandchildren flowed down the wall, diaosi suddenly felt that school flowers were just like that.
With unprecedented tranquility, he picked up his pants and didn''t even say hello. He opened the door and left.
In the end, only the school flower with bath towel was left, alone in the room, blowing the air conditioner in disorder.
At present, Li Nanfang is in such a state.
However, it is also certain that ye Xiaodao is definitely the roommate who dodged into the room after diaosi left the school flower room.
With two pretty girls in his arms, Mr. Dao came out of the magnificent hotel across the street and went back to the cafe without stopping. He just met Li Nanan in the distance, then turned around to take two cups of coffee and walked to the opposite side of the cafe.
"Oh, sooner or later, I''ll die on a woman''s belly."
Li Nanfang curled his mouth to express his strong disdain for Dao Ye.
Then, I took a seat in the corner of the cafe.
All the women who tried to get Li NanFang''s attention were very disappointed.
But soon, their disappointment was diluted by other things.
Tonight, coffee shop business is particularly good, who will care too much about a man who has no interest in women.
Li Nanfang, on the other hand, is like a tramp sleeping in a chair, with his head down, his eyelids on the stage, and his eyes are focused on the room behind the counter of the cafe.
The door is closed.
Li Nanfang can''t see the scene in the room, but he has heard of the decoration inside.
If you look at this room from a purely artistic point of view, it can be said that it is absolutely without aesthetic feeling.
From a practical point of view, the room has no value at all. It can''t live, lie or even have a seat.
Seriously, it''s more like a warehouse.
The first row is full of documents and books, and the second row is full of various bottles and jars.
It''s not unusual to see something in a transparent glass jar.
Ears, tongue, nose, eyes, fingers and feet, if there are crazy biologists here, seriously take out all the things in the bottle, absolutely can put it together into a mixed men''s and women''s football team.
It''s a pretty scary place.
If Li Nanfang and others had not been seriously investigated, they would not have believed that this small storeroom was the legendary headquarters of Rodman killer organization.
The contents of those bottles and jars are evidence that Rodman killers brought back after they finished their mission.
In the middle of the warehouse, on a large red wine barrel, Mr. Manda, the leader of Rodman killer organization, gently shakes his red wine cup and smiles at Charlie opposite.
"Mr. Charlie, it''s a pleasure to work with you, Interpol. It should be recorded in history. You are a truly enlightened person in the Interpol force. "
Quite a compliment.
It''s just disgusting.
However, Charlie has nothing to do with nausea and disgust. He doesn''t even care about being known that he is an international criminal police officer who secretly meets the boss of the killer organization in private.
It''s not about catching anyone.
It''s asking for help from the killer organization.
Help them kill people.
A few days ago, the Black Ghost has caused a great psychological shadow to these Interpol and US federal agents.
More than 30 people, on the alert of all gods, were under collective control, stripped off their clothes and threw them in front of the US embassy.
All the photos, through the Greek press, were spread all over the world.
It is conceivable that at this time yesterday, the newspapers in everyone''s hands in the whole Interpol headquarters of the United States were full of "sexy" pictures of Charlie making headlines.
Shame, failure.
Charlie encountered an unprecedented failure in capturing the Black Ghost.
So he began to do whatever he could.
"Dear Mr. Manda, in order to achieve the cooperation between our two sides, I have brought the greatest sincerity, and even caused fierce factional conflicts at the Interpol headquarters.
I have no other requirements.
I just want the Black Ghost, dead or alive.
As long as the Black Ghost is in my hands, Rodman killers will officially become a branch of the federal General Administration of the United States and the United States.
You can get help from Interpol in your operations all over the world.
Your weapons and equipment can also be obtained directly from Interpol.
But if you don''t get the Black Ghost.With all due respect.
The biggest enemy of Rodman killers will be Interpol.
In that case, Mr. Manda, you should have understood enough? "
Charlie''s voice was heavy.
But Manda didn''t care at all. She still tasted the red wine and said, "in my dictionary, there''s never the word failure."
Absolute confidence.
This is a person who can stand on the top of the pyramid of the killer world and is qualified to say it.
It was the same sentence that finally brought a smile to Charlie''s face.
"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."
"Good, happy cooperation."
When the red wine glasses collide, Charlie drinks the sweetest drink he thinks he has ever drunk in his life. He reaches for the scarf next to him and covers his face completely.
"Mr. Manda, please allow me to go out for your two coffees."
"Hahaha, Mr. Charlie, your coffee is always free for me."
Men know what they mean by laughter.
Charlie turned around, bypassed the large bookshelves and opened the door.
Everyone''s attention was diverted by the creaking door.
Charlie swaggered around the cafe like a rooster that was rekindled and finally stopped in front of a certain position.
This is a woman with a beautiful face in the East. Charlie hated the Black Ghost belonging to the Oriental people, so he wanted to vent his anger on the things that ravaged the Oriental women.
However, when he reached for the coffee.
But -- it''s empty.
A few seconds ago, the coffee cup still on the table disappeared like magic.
Charlie was slightly stunned.
saw a man as like as two peas in a dress, and he held the coffee cup in front of the Eastern Girl''s eyes.
"Beauty, don''t look."
Voice down.
The gunfire rang out.
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