In these years, Mo Xiang has only had a headache once or twice occasionally.

He has also seen some doctors, but never came up with a single result.

After a long time, I forgot about this.

Until this time, I returned to China, the headaches appeared again.

It's been twice, the first time...

It seems to be in this bar.

This made him feel a little confused about this place.

Start to observe this bar carefully.

"Mr. Qi, you are here."

At this time, his attention was interrupted by the bartender's greeting.

I saw a man standing at this time at the door.

Somehow, although I had never seen his face, I felt a little familiar.

The man named "Mr. Qi" is about the same height as himself.

He walked slowly to the bar counter and sat down, and said in a slightly low voice: "Give me a cup of Saint-Emilion."

This sound...

Mo Xiang couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The bartender quickly brought the wine to Qi Sichen and chatted with him a little familiarly: "Mr. Qi, I hope the incident in the past two days did not affect your life. It was such an unexpected incident that no one could have imagined. The second in command of the gang was originally the second in command of the gang..."

There were not many people in the bar at this moment, and after it was late at night, only some soothing vagueness was released. Therefore, the conversation between them was small, but Mo Xiang could hear it very clearly.

Finally I remembered that this person was the man who wanted to call him that night in the alley.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the man for a while.

Because the lights in the bar were a little dim and he could only vaguely see one of his side faces, it was not completely recognizable.

At this moment, Qi Sichen was just drinking wine while chatting with the bartender indifferently.

The experience that day obviously became a little topic of conversation between the two of them. However, the topic was only pointed out and did not continue to go deeper.

After all, it was an unpleasant experience.

And they didn't notice that there were still eyes looking at them here.

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Qi Sichen had not been drinking this glass of wine for a short time, and he stayed here for more than an hour.

"Mr. Qi, do you need me to send someone to take you home?"

"No need, this glass of wine is nothing to me." After Qi Sichen said that, he got off from the chair and turned toward the door.

At this moment, Mo Xiang had almost drunk his wine.

In order to prevent this person from recognizing himself on the spot, Qi Sichen hurriedly lowered his head the moment he turned around.

So much so that when Qi Sichen passed by him, he didn't notice anything.

After Qi Sichen went out, Mo Xiang put a bill on the table and followed him out.

It will be the second half of the night.

There are no pedestrians on the streets, and even passing cars are rarely seen.

On such a street, there are two men in front and behind.

Their direction and speed are the same.

Mo Xiang stared at the man in front of him. He was considering whether that person could recognize him. If he could recognize him, what should he do next?

As he walked, a fork in the road appeared in front of him. The man flashed and disappeared.

This made Mo Xiang a little unexpected.
Chapter completed!