Nightingale looked into Meng Yan's eyes with a smile. After a while, she leaned close to his ear and exhaled softly.
"I have been in this business for so many years and I have met all kinds of people."
"You, a man, have hidden secrets from me."
Meng Yan's pupils suddenly shrank.
However, Nightingale did not see Meng Yan's expression and continued speaking in his ear.
"However, I like men with secrets."
Meng Yan suddenly felt something soft and soft pressing against his cheek, and then Nightingale took it back and looked at him with a wicked smile.
Meng Yan looked at the rearview mirror in the front of the car and found a bright red lip print on his cheek.
Meng Yan felt a little panicked because Tang Yuyan was not here.
"Miss Nightingale, I have a family," Meng Yan said.
Nightingale chuckled, not paying attention at all.
"Mr. Meng, I just said, don't add the word "Miss" after my title."
"Besides..." Nightingale moved her body and got a little closer in the small space inside the car. Meng Yan could clearly smell the body fragrance coming from her body.
"We girls from Burma don't care about reputation as much as you from Xia. As long as we like a man, we will not hesitate to take action."
"As long as Mr. Meng doesn't mind, I have no objection to sharing a man with Mr. Meng's women in Xia Kingdom."
Meng Yan was shocked. Even after getting married, he had always been an innocent boy who insisted on monogamy and never went out to fool around. Where had he seen such a situation?
Just by hearing these words, Meng Yan knew that he and the woman in front of him were not on the same level.
It is truly a sheep in a tiger's den. God knows what will happen if things continue like this.
Thinking of this, Meng Yan made a quick decision.
"Nightingale, you just experienced an explosion. You must need some time to rest, right? I won't disturb you."
After Meng Yan finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but was held back by Nightingale.
"But Meng Yan, didn't you just experience an attack?"
Nightingale came close to Meng Yan's face and said.
"Tell me, Meng Yan, what secrets are you hiding in your heart?"
Nightingale placed the two turbulent peaks on her chest directly against Meng Yan's chest. Since the cheongsam was torn in some places in the explosion, Meng Yan only had to move his eyes down a little, and he could immediately see the snow-white thing.
"Nightingale, stop messing around and have a good rest." Meng Yan calmly held Nightingale's shoulders and pulled her away.
"Boss Qian just gave me a business card. Do you know what this place is like?" Meng Yan took out the business card from his pocket and handed it to Nightingale.
Nightingale took the business card from Meng Yan's hand angrily and took a look at it.
"I don't know."
After saying that, Nightingale threw the business card back.
"I work as a loan shark. In Myanmar, I have basically never seen old people who go to the market to gamble with stones. I rarely go to these places."
Meng Yan sighed and put the business card back into his pocket.
"Miss Nightingale, please take good care of yourself. We will go to this place in a few days and we should be able to find some good ingredients."
After saying that, Meng Yan quickly opened the door and left Nightingale's car.
Watching Meng Yan leave, Nightingale took out the mirror in her handbag and took a look.
Is my charm so low? This man can actually push me away calmly?
Although in the situation just now, his men were still guarding outside the car, Meng Yan would definitely not attack him.
But whether a person cares about his own things can still be seen from the look in his eyes and the movements of his hands.
Whether Meng Yan couldn't do anything because someone was watching from outside, or because of etiquette and dignity, or because he was really not interested in him, Nightingale could see it clearly when he held his shoulders and pushed her away.
His breath didn't become thicker, his eyes didn't dodge, and he didn't show panic. His body was natural.
Most likely you don't have anything for yourself.
Nightingale smiled slightly and looked towards the place where Meng Yan disappeared.
This man is so interesting...
After Meng Yan left Nightingale, she called Zhou Yaoyao.
"Ms. Zhou, pick me up at the place where I am now in half an hour."
After hanging up the phone, Meng Yan gently turned his head and looked at the wide street behind him.
Someone is following.
Meng Yan turned around and walked on the street minding his own business. Finally he found a deserted alley and walked in.
I was squatting at the corner of a house. After a while, I heard the sound of several people running with their leather shoes.
Several people in suits and leather shoes broke into the alley, stopped and looked around, but did not see Meng Yan.
The sky has darkened, and the alley has many twists and turns, and the light from the street is very thin, giving the whole environment a gray and black feeling.
"Wait a minute, I took out the flashlight. That guy did go into this alley just now and hide..."
Before he finished speaking, there was only a crisp sound of an elbow hitting the back of the neck, and a companion next to him fell to the ground with a plop.
"He's right here!" The pursuers had obviously received special training and did not panic when attacked by their companions. They immediately took out the guns at their waists and pointed them at the surroundings, slowly moving closer back to back.
But before they could get together, they heard another muffled sound, and then another companion fell to the ground.
"Over there!" Everyone raised their guns and shot at the position where their accomplice fell.
However, after several consecutive fire flashes, there was no sound of anyone being shot and falling.
There was a deathly silence in the air.
"Dong dong."
There were two more muffled sounds, and the two companions next to him fell down again, and now only one person was left standing in the darkness with a gun.
"Don't move."
A cold voice came to his ears, and then the last thug following Meng Yan felt a metallic cylinder pressing against the back of his head.
Without hesitation, the thug turned his elbow behind him and hit the head of an adult-sized man based on his instincts.
The strike was in the air, and the thug was about to distance himself when he heard a gust of wind, then felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and his body flew out backwards.
The thug who was knocked to the corner raised his hand to wipe the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and was about to stand up when a stick was suddenly thrust into his mouth in the darkness.
"It looks like he is a professional killer, so there should be something in your mouth."
Meng Yan stirred the stick in his hand as he spoke. The magic pupils completely unaffected Meng Yan's vision in the darkness, giving him an unmatched first-hand advantage.
After a while, Meng Yan picked up the stick in his hand, and pried a black pill mixed with two front teeth out of the thug's mouth.
