During these years, Mo Xiang only had one or two occasional headaches.

He also saw some doctors, but never came to a result.

As time goes by, I forget about it.

After returning to China this time, the feeling of headache reappeared.

Twice already, the first time...

It seems to be in this bar too.

This can't help but make him feel a little puzzled about this place.

Start to observe this bar carefully.

"Mr. Qi, you are here."

At this moment, his concentration was interrupted by a greeting from the bartender.

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

For some reason, although I haven't seen his face before, there is a feeling of familiarity.

The man called 'Mr. Qi' was about the same height as himself.

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

this sound...

Mo Xiang couldn't help but frowned slightly.

The bartender quickly delivered the wine to Qi Sichen, and chatted with him a little acquaintancely: "Mr. Qi, I hope that the events of the past two days have not affected your life. It was an accident that no one could have imagined. , that guy called Master Liu was originally the second head of a gang..."

There are not many people in the bar at the moment, and only some soothing vagueness will be played after the night is late.Therefore, Mo Xiang could hear the conversation between them very clearly even though their voices were low.

Finally remembered, this person was the man who was in the alley that night and wanted to stop him.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pay more attention to that man for a while.

Since the lights in the bar were a little dim, and he could only vaguely see a profile of his face, it was not completely recognizable.

But at this moment, Qi Sichen was just drinking and chatting with the bartender at random.

The experience of that day obviously became a small talk between the two of them.However, the topic is just to the point, and did not continue to go deeper.

After all, it was an unpleasant experience.

And they didn't notice that there was another pair of eyes looking at them.

*

Qi Sichen didn't drink this glass of wine for a short time, and 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 finished speaking, he got off his chair, turned and walked towards the door.

At this moment, Mo Xiang's wine is almost drunk.

In order to prevent this person from recognizing him on the spot, he hastily lowered his head the moment Qi Sichen 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 banknote on the table and followed him out.

It would be already midnight.

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

On such a street, there were two figures of men one behind the other.

They are heading in the same direction and at the same speed.

Mo Xiang's gaze was fixed on the man in front of him. He was thinking about whether that man could recognize him, and if so, what should he do next.

As he was walking, there was a fork in the road ahead, and the man disappeared without a trace.

This made Mo Xiang somewhat unexpected.

He quickened his pace, came to the fork in the road, chose one of them based on his feeling, and chased after it.

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