Chapter 534

Jesse saw that Engels was very scared and put away the gun. He waved back, and the bunch of rascals walked away, and soon the bar was empty.

Engels came in and gave me a flattering smile and a hug. "Jon, it's nice to see you."

This guy is very kind to me because he has tasted the endless benefits of t2-1. I asked him to come here to help me out. After all, in the United States, they are good at dealing with things.

I asked Engels to sit down and pour him a drink, and then I mentioned about Jesse's woman. I'm not sure if it's Shang Ying, but since Qin Yue said that, he must have seen it. I want to confirm it myself.

Shang Ying is my first woman after all. No matter how much she thinks and how deep she is, she does not give me any real harm.

Engels squinted at Jesse. He shrunk his head and didn't speak. His eyes subconsciously aimed at the small door behind the bar. In a daze, I immediately stood up and walked past, pushed open the small door, only to see that the small door was the staircase door leading to the basement.

It was dark under the stairs, with a foul smell. I looked down, and just as I was about to go down, Jesse made a lunge and stopped at the edge of the stairs. I don't think he looks very right, some doubt, so I pushed him away.

"Jon, there's no one you're looking for down here." He exclaimed, flustered.

So I was more confused. I pushed him away and went down the stairs carefully. The basement is extremely dark, and there is a fluorescent lamp on the top of it, which is always on and off. It's full of all kinds of stuff, and the smell is disgusting.

In the corner of the basement, there is an iron chain, and a mattress, as well as a bed of red thin quilt on the mattress, which is very abrupt. It's obviously a place to imprison people, but there's no one down here.

I can't imagine whether Shang Ying will be locked up here. She is suffering here. There is the child, is not also living with her in the same way, no light, no from.

No, her city hall is so deep, if she really muddles into this step, she can't ask for help? Even if you don't want to, you have to think about it for your child. Can that self-esteem be more important than a child?

Jesse came along, too. He was nervous, so my guess was pretty good. I glanced back at him and nuzzled at the corner of the basement. "Where did you put her in?"

"Jon, it's my business. My women don't have to worry about it."

"If she is Shang Ying, it's none of my business. Do you think I can't find out, or are you going to let her see me? " I didn't want to talk to this guy anymore, so I opened the window.

He was stunned, his face slightly strained and tangled.

I said again, "Jesse, Engels is out there. You can either do what I say or you can carry it to the end. There is a saying in China that "those who know the current affairs are the heroes". You'd better weigh them carefully. I'll go out first. "

I guess people are not in the basement. This town is so big that it's harder for me to find someone than to look for a needle in a haystack. The main reason is that Shang Ying may not want to see me, for fear that she will run away quietly when she hears the news.

After I got out of the basement, I felt very sad, as if I had never been so upset. I really don't understand Shang Ying. She has a good life to live. Why should she choose the way of feign death? What is she thinking.

Engels poured me a glass of wine, looked up at me with a smile and said, "Jon, you want me to be your bodyguard?"

"Won't you?" I glanced at him.

"I'm very honored. It's my pleasure to serve you. We are good friends who help each other. If you have something to do, you can give me any order you want. I and the people in my hands are at your disposal

To be honest, although I have a mutually beneficial relationship with Engels, I still feel a little bit touched by his words. In fact, I conquer others with force and interests, so I have no friends who really treat me.

Sometimes I think that the saddest thing about living is to be lonely and have no friends. I have been in the black triangle for so many years, and no one can really trust anyone. Even Sophia, who I brought up since childhood, can't believe everything.

Engels is still trying to show his loyalty to me. I know he wants more goods because the market reaction on his side is really good. But I have control over drug production every year. I'm also afraid, afraid of the worldly newspaper, afraid that I can't go down to the netherworld after death, and I can't go to heaven, just like a ghost wandering in the world.

I was abandoned by the Qin family, living without roots, naturally do not want to die also live in no fixed place.

I looked at the flattery on Engels's face and said with a smile, "the affection between brothers, we in China have a saying:" if I can eat meat, I won't let you drink soup. "Do you understand? I'll make you rich. "

"Hey, Jon, you're welcome."

I shrugged my shoulders and didn't answer him. I turned my head and looked at the back door beside the desk. Jesse just pushed the door out, frowning heavily. He went straight up to me and sat down, as if hesitating.I squinted at him and poured him a glass of wine

"Jon, she promised to meet you at any place you like, just let me know. But I can't guarantee what kind of attitude she can treat you. You know, I can't help a woman like her. "

"Is she Shang Ying?" I want to make sure.

"I don't know her Chinese name. She told me her name was Jane. I didn't lie to you."

"I'll believe it. You tell her I'll be waiting for her at the cafe in Times Square, New York, at eight o'clock tomorrow evening

"Well, I'll tell her." Jessie nodded and looked at Engels again. Her eyebrows became more tangled.

I know that there is a grudge between them. As long as I say a word, Engels and Jesse may be reconciled, but I will not do such a stupid thing. He didn't have a man to hold him back. He will come back to me again.

It's about time. I'm ready to leave. Engels volunteered to send me off, but I agreed.

Jesse took us outside the bar and followed me in silence. It wasn't until I was about to get on the bus that he came up to me and yelled, "Jon, I didn't imprison her. She volunteered."

"I'll find out!"

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*******Lujiazui, which is the same as Shanghai, is a very famous business district. The lights are dim at night.

I was waiting in the coffee shop at about five o'clock. My mind was full of Shang Ying's voice and face, coquettish, lovely and happy. I suddenly found that when she was in front of me, it seemed that she had never cried.

She always smiles, though it doesn't reach her eyes. Now I think of her, my heart is no longer so painful, no longer worried. But she is still a mark in my heart and will never disappear.

While waiting, I have been thinking about how to face her, whether to question her false death at the beginning, and what kind of identity to question these heartbreaking questions.

At the same time, I don't want to let Qin Rongfei and I enjoy it. I can see through many women's minds, but I can't understand her alone.

Time passed quickly, when the twilight opened, the neon lights outside began to flash. I leaned against the back of my chair and looked at the bright lights. Unconsciously, I felt sad. I wanted to see the woman who had been buried in my heart for a long time. How could I feel some fear.

I feel like hallucination, see all the people under the night are her face, all of them are her. I was stunned, thinking of those happy days with her, she actually gave me a lot of sweetness.

"Chuen!"

Suddenly, there was a strange sound coming from the wheel.

Looking back, I saw Shang Ying standing upright behind me, wearing a white cloak, a pair of slim elastic leggings, and a pair of black short boots. This dress up is her favorite. She likes the Kawaii look.

Seven or eight years ago, her face has not changed, or so beautiful, so pure.

At this moment, I don't know what to do or say. I feel like an illusion. A woman who died in my heart for seven or eight years suddenly stood in front of me and called out my name, which made me feel very unreal

she laughed calmly, "long time no see, how are you doing?"

How am I doing?

If she is not dead, then she must know how I came over those years, how drunk, what a zombie. But I don't want to blame her for these things. It's because I can't control myself. It has nothing to do with her.

But I had a bad, bad life, and I even got alcoholic hepatitis, which could turn into cancer in the future. It's just, how these words are said to a woman, she seems so indifferent.

So I shrugged and chuckled, "it's always been good. How about you? Suddenly I heard the news that you were still alive. I really can't believe it. Even now, I can't believe it's you in front of me. "

"I'm not good or bad. Listen to Jesse. What's the matter with you?"

She sat down in front of me, and the waiter asked for a latte. She habitually took out the cigarette from her pocket. At last, she realized that I was not good at the scene, so she took the cigarette back.

I was stunned. How could she be so calm that she didn't feel guilty about the fake death? Or should she at least explain it? But she didn't, she looked at me indifferently, with a smile on her face, but not at the bottom of her eyes.

Her expression completely shattered the restlessness in my heart, and I suddenly felt so silly. In fact, at the beginning, she was calculating me, and in the end she was still calculating me, never taking me in mind.

And I've been ridiculous for her for so many years. It's stupid to think of it.

Now I don't want to ask her why she pretended to die and why she left. I just want to know whether the child belongs to me. So I said, "it's nothing. I know you gave birth to a child. That child belongs to me?"