After driving away from home, Yang Chen's mind was a little blank. After so many things had happened, he suddenly wanted to be alone for a while.
Yang Cheng wasn't sure if it was because of Lin Ruoxi's perfect method that fooled everyone, including him, that he felt uncomfortable.
Or was it because he was angry at Lin Ruoxi's choice?
Especially when he recalled how Ning Guangyao refused to acknowledge their father-daughter relationship back in Beijing, Yang Cheng felt uncomfortable. Familial love? How many people would really value kinship over power and wealth? He didn't know if it was because of Lin Ruoxi, that silly woman, or because he was not as good as those relatives that he had never met.
All in all, his heart was in a mess. After so many days, Yang Chen once again had the urge to drink to his heart's content.
Perhaps it was because he didn't want others around him to be unhappy, Yang Cheng didn't plan to find a confidante to drink with. He sped all the way to a street of bars.
He had been here a few days ago, but this time, he wanted to have a few drinks. Yang Cheng found an eye-catching bar and went in.
When he came to the bar, Yang Cheng asked the bartender, "Do you have high-alcohol liquor?"
The bartender was also experienced, so he knew that Su Tao was trying to drown his sorrows with alcohol, "Mister, you've come to the right place. In the entire street, we're the only one that sells high-alcohol liquor. Maotai with 52% alcohol, it's absolutely authentic. Do you need a few liters?"
"A few liters?" Yang Cheng curled his lips.
The bartender smiled, "Of course, you can order a little if you think it's too much."
"That's too little. Give me two bottles. Oh, right, how big is your bottle? At least three to four liters. "Yang Cheng faintly said.
The bartender, who was wiping the glass, nearly dropped it and asked with a stiff smile, "Mister, do you have a lot of friends?"
Yang Cheng said impatiently, "It's not like I'm not paying. Just take it!"
The bartender thought that Yang Cheng had met a drunkard. Since he wasn't going to drink his liquor, he gave Yang Cheng three bottles of Maotai.
Many people around them looked over. There were only a few people who came to the bar to drink baijiu. Those who would drink three bottles of high-alcohol Maotai were either crazy or had a huge appetite.
Since the Maotai bottle's mouth was made strictly, only a small amount of wine could be poured. Yang Chen waited and felt depressed. He used his fingers to break the hard porcelain mouth, and a big hole appeared!
This scene instantly caused many people to be flabbergasted. How much strength was needed to achieve this?
The bartender swallowed his saliva and secretly rejoiced that he didn't fight with this man for anything. With this kind of strength, he could have broken a few of his fingers.
Unknowingly, the customers around Yang Cheng quietly moved away, leaving only Yang Cheng alone. He poured and drank by himself. He didn't treat the baijiu as wine, but drank it like lemonade.
Every time he drank a few mouthfuls, Yang Cheng would sit there and think for a while. The others didn't know what this man was doing here. Was he going to commit suicide with alcohol?
Many people guessed that this seemingly ordinary man would be drunk if he drank a few more mouthfuls. But what shocked them was that after drinking more than two bottles of Maotai, Yang Cheng's expression didn't change. He wasn't drunk at all.
At this moment, when everyone thought that Yang Cheng was going to continue drinking, Yang Cheng turned around and looked at the entrance of the bar …
Many people's attention was on Yang Chen, so they naturally turned around to look at him.
Four tall men dressed in short-sleeved white shirts and black trousers with solemn expressions had entered the bar. Each of them was at least 1.85 meters tall, and the lines of their muscles were enough to make the eyes of many beautiful women who came to look for men at night sparkle.
The four men were led by a man with a flattop haircut. He looked around as if he was looking for someone.
At this time, a woman with heavy makeup and a slender waist and plump buttocks stared at the man with a flattop haircut. She staggered forward and suddenly hugged the man's arm, "Handsome, I'm so dizzy … Can you send me home?"
The drunken woman naturally pressed her full chest against the man's arm, sinking into the ravine and gently rubbing it up and down.
A few men in the bar secretly scolded her for being coquettish, but they were also saying that they couldn't eat the grapes.
Unexpectedly, the woman's action attracted the strong dissatisfaction of the man in white. With a look of disgust, he waved his hand and directly threw the gorgeous woman to the ground!
"Ouch!" The woman exclaimed and sat on the ground. Her drunkenness had also dissipated a little. She immediately cursed, "I'm going to die! Are you impotent or do you have STD!? No bullets or no gun!? It's fine if you don't want to play, but how dare you throw me!? I have to go to the hospital now. You have to compensate me! "
With that, the woman got up and threw herself at the man with a flattop haircut. She grabbed the man's arm and began to act crazily.
This time, the man with a flattop haircut didn't do anything. A strong man behind him slapped the woman and sent her flying. Blood spurted out of her mouth, and it was unknown if she had lost her teeth. She slammed into the wall and fainted!
The bar immediately became a pot of porridge. The women's screams and the men's curses mixed together. Although many people didn't like the women's debauchery, they thought that the men were too domineering and fierce. How could four strong men bully a woman!?
But what the four men did in the next second made everyone shut their mouths …
Four shiny Desert Eagle pistols were pulled out from the men's waists!
"Hiss …" Many people gasped. Some people knew what they were. They didn't look like toy guns!
The man with a flattop haircut spun the heavy Desert Eagle in his hand as if it was a feather. He opened his deep and penetrating voice and said, "Everyone, don't be nervous. We are not bandits. We are from the Department of National Defense's Special Investigation Unit."
As he spoke, the man took out a small black book from his shirt pocket and showed it to everyone. Only those who were closer could see that it was indeed an identity card with the national emblem.
"This time, we are here to urgently arrest a criminal's accomplice. Because it is urgent, we have no choice but to come here to arrest someone. We don't want to affect the daily lives of the people. However, we hope that everyone can put national affairs first and cooperate with us. We will be grateful, "the man with a flattop haircut said.
The guests present looked at each other in shock and fear. This wasn't something that could happen in a normal day. It was actually people from the Department of National Defense? How big of a crime was this criminal!? Treason!?
The manager of the bar, a short and fat man, finally walked out cautiously. He lowered his head and asked, "Sir, how should we cooperate?" He didn't know whether the man was telling the truth or not, but his life was more important.
The flattop haircut said, "Turn on the lights and close the other small doors. Let the guests go out slowly. As long as we find the criminal we are looking for, we will naturally leave."
The manager didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately announced that he hoped that the guests would leave in an orderly manner. He also asked the staff to turn the lights abnormally bright.
Yang Cheng sat at the bar and yawned. It seemed that he couldn't finish his drink. Could it be that he had some kind of "unlucky aura"? It was rare for him to come to a bar and meet people from the Department of National Defense to arrest a criminal.
Yang Cheng wasn't interested in seeing who they were arresting. However, there was a large crowd at the entrance, and Yang Cheng didn't want to queue up. He leisurely sat in his seat and waited for the crowd to lessen before going out.
Just when the people in the bar were almost gone, a man behind the flattop haircut man noticed something and whispered a few words in the flattop haircut man's ear.
The four of them looked at the corner of the bar and exchanged glances. They seemed to confirm something and walked over.
When Yang Cheng saw this, he knew that they had found the person they were looking for. However, he wasn't interested in staying any longer. After all, the atmosphere was gone. So, he picked up the unfinished Maotai bottle and slowly walked out of the door.
Subconsciously, Yang Cheng turned back and glanced at the criminal in the corner. Originally, it was just a glance, but after taking a look, Yang Cheng was stunned!
The bar was dim just now, and there were many people. The corner was almost dark, and he couldn't see anyone's face.
At this time, the lights were bright, and it was empty. Just now, he saw a woman on the sofa in the corner. She was supporting her face with one hand and holding a bottle of amber liquor in the other, getting drunk alone.
The woman was wearing a beige patterned dress, revealing her fair wrists. She wore a pink chiffon dress, and her black hair was slightly messy, covering half of her delicate face. Her sexy pink lips were pouting, as if she was drunk and murmuring something. The seductive look in her eyes could make anyone's imagination run wild.
Beside the woman sat two ponytailed women in black suits. They seemed to be the woman's bodyguards.
At this moment, the two female bodyguards were on high alert and looked extremely nervous.
A night beauty like the woman in the pink dress couldn't move the flattop haircut man. The four of them walked stiffly to the corner and surrounded her. The flattop haircut man said, "Miss An, fortunately, we didn't disappoint you. We still found you in the middle of the night. You should know why we are here. Come back to the department with us. "
Yang Cheng could hear it clearly from afar. Sure enough, this woman was Anxin!?
The corner of Anxin's mouth curled up mischievously. Her face, which had turned pink because of alcohol, was like a peach that had just been dyed red. "If you want to arrest me, just tell me. Why did you have to chase away so many people? Hmph, people from the government just like to put on airs, afraid that others don't know that they have privileges."
The flattop haircut man frowned, obviously not happy to hear such words.
"Miss, you're drunk." A female bodyguard said worriedly.
"I'm not drunk." A trace of sorrow flashed through Anxin's eyes, but she smiled charmingly and said, "Why is that person committing a crime, but you guys are here to arrest me? Could it be that just because I'm related to him by blood, I have to follow him and become a criminal? You can arrest him. If you want to confiscate his house, do as you please. I won't go with you. "
The flattop haircut man said expressionlessly, "Miss An, it seems that you still don't know the situation with your father. It's precisely because your father has gone overseas through the enemy's channels that we need to bring you back to assist in the investigation. "
A trace of astonishment flashed through Anxin's originally hazy and watery eyes. Her smile disappeared, and her delicate body trembled as she looked at the flattop haircut man. "You … say that again."
"Around eight o 'clock tonight, your father, Mr. An Zaihuan, has forcefully left the customs through illegal channels. We haven't been able to find his whereabouts until now. According to the time, he should be at least in the international waters. We need Miss Anxin to assist us in investigating An Zaihuan's whereabouts. As for the An family's assets and all their funds, we have already frozen them. "The flattop haircut man said seriously.
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