mayfly era

Following the finger of the smoking gun, he looked over, and there were two drinkers sitting not far away, talking freely.He recognized the bald man on the left, he was a somewhat famous hunter leader.

The Hunter Alliance is the most powerful non-governmental organization nowadays, and most hunters and hunter groups will join the Hunter Alliance to live and die together.

In addition to the Hunter Alliance, there are also civil organizations such as the Feng Shui Master Alliance, the Renben Church, the Workers' Association, the Youth Independence League, and the Anti-War Association.

Among them, the Humanism Church, the Workers' Association and the Youth Independence Group are non-governmental organizations recognized by G, which have the right to operate independently and are recognized by human rights experts.As for the Hunter Alliance, the Feng Shui Master Alliance and the Anti-War Association, they can only live deep underground, dormant, and wait for opportunities.

Opposite the hunter was a skinny young man in a cheap synthetic shirt as thin as a piece of paper.His face was so thin that his cheeks were sunken, his eyes protruded, his lips were withered and purple, his face was pale and bloodless, only a pair of eyes were slightly red.

Chen Yue has good hearing and can hear the conversation between the two. The hunter leader called this skinny young man a teacher. Although he was drinking, his voice was respectful.

"'Fraud Yidao' calls this skinny man 'Teacher'," Smoker frowned and whispered in Chen Li's ear, "I just listened to the novel they were talking about just now, but I didn't hear it all."

"They said that someone made a bet with them, and he was asking the 'teacher' whether he should call the bet, saying that the risks were high."

The conversation between the two fell into the ears of Chen Li and Yan Qiang, but they were very careful with their words, often using code names, which is a habit in this industry.

The big bald man who was dubbed "Waste Yidao" by the smoking gun was drinking low-alcohol fruit wine, which showed that he was careful not to get drunk. Obviously, this meeting was more meaningful to him than drinking to his heart's content.

"Teacher, I'm not a young man anymore, I can't do whatever I want, but I'm not a smart person, I'm just a hard worker, it's really hard for me to understand these stakes." Fei Yidao's tone was somewhat frustrated and plead.

"Your choice is nothing more than whether to stand in a team or not, and which team to stand in." The voice of the young "teacher" was hoarse and weak, but his tone was gentle.

"Yes, yes, this is what worries me. I want to do it myself, but I know it's not the best choice. I don't have much chips at the poker table. I'm afraid of losing."

"Do you have the confidence to be alone?"

Fei Yidao's voice became even more frustrated, "No."

"Then follow the current. Fish won't go upstream when they don't need it, and the same goes for people. What do you mean by the people above you?"

"They each have a choice."

"The one you trust the most among them, you can take his boat."

At this moment, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from the side. Chen Li turned his head to look, and his perspective could only see people fleeing in a panic, and a few rough curses and the sound of flesh rolling came into his ears. .

Chen Li instructed Yan Qiang to continue listening to the conversation between the hunter and the "teacher", and walked quickly to the side where the dispute occurred.

It was two men in blue workman's jumpsuits, wrestling at the moment.The man who had the upper hand was flushed red, even redder than the other man who was strangled by him, and both of them spilled their wine glasses, and the oat beer in them spilled all over the floor.

The bar manager also ran over out of breath at this time, pulled the two strong workers away but failed to pull them away, sweating from anxiety, and was about to call the bodyguards.

Chen Li held down the manager's hand holding the beeper, walked over and pulled up the worker who was choking someone's neck with one hand, stood up straight while holding his body, and glanced at the man on the ground again, confirming that he was just a little suffocated , no problem.

Then he turned to the troublemaker and said, "Hi, I'm the boss here. If you have something to say, don't fight. It's not worth breaking the law. Did he steal your wife or your job?"

The worker was panting heavily, his eyes were out of focus for a long time, his eyeballs were yellow, his face was red and his mouth was purple, and he didn't know whether he was too excited or too angry.Chen Li helped him sit aside and waited patiently for his reply.

"He, he spilled my wine." After a while, the worker faltered and said such a sentence.

Chen Li nodded, and said to the bar manager, "Make another glass of oatmeal beer for eldest brother."

The bar manager hesitated. He has been in this business for many years and has seen all kinds of people. Obviously he thinks this way of handling it is not good.

"Things that can be solved with a glass of wine are trivial." Chen Yue said lightly.

He patted the worker on the shoulder, "Work hard, go home and rest after drinking this cup."

The worker was stunned for a moment, then nodded dully.

Chen Li nodded to another worker, then brought two glasses of beer over, handed them over, and then left.

The troublemaker looked at Chen Li's leaving back, and looked at the wine glass in his hand. His eyes suddenly turned red, but his eye pressure was too high, and his eye sockets were tightly plugged, preventing tears from flowing down for a while.Those yellow eyes were full of desolation.

When Chen Yue went back, Fei Yidao and his "teacher" had already left, and he asked what happened to the smoking gun.

"Fei Yidao was crying so hard, that skinny man comforted him for a long time, that's all." The smoking gun was smoking a cigarette, looking bored.

Chen Li was helpless, he poured himself another glass of absinthe, and got bored.

"I just tasted a little." The pipe pointed at the bottle of absinthe. "It's so spicy, aren't you afraid of getting drunk?"

"I'm not drunk." Chen Yue said lightly.

"That little thing of yours came up to sing just now, and it's still so beautiful and moving."

"It's a pity that he has a master."

"Hmph, he's not my taste either."

Chen Li looked at the time. It was past two o'clock in the morning. He was about to close the store, so he raised his hand and called the manager over.

When the two walked out of the bar, they were immediately blown away by the cold wind.The bar street is brightly lit, and the flow of people is much less than when the weather is warmer, but there are also many young people who are not afraid of the cold, forming a circle on the wide avenue at this moment.

The sound of electric guitar and electric bass is sharper than the roar of passing sports cars. A group of thinly dressed teenagers are playing electronic metal music on the street. Their faces are red from the cold, and their obsession with music makes them forget the cold.

In front of the band, there was a dancer in a red dress dancing fiercely to the music. Judging from the short hair and flat chest, it should be a boy.

This is an era of extreme economic prosperity, and with it an era of free self.But at the same time, extreme poverty, disregard for equal human rights, and laws that are too harsh to understand make people breathless.

On the one hand, resources are strictly restricted, and on the other hand, high consumption is supported. The contradictory rule breeds contradictions all the time.It is an irreconcilable contradiction between the "public" of all living beings and the superior "group".

"Hey, an old acquaintance is here." Smoker laughed and whispered in Chen Yue's ear.

A tall man was standing at the door of the bar smoking vaping cigarettes. He looked very thin, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and his feet grinding the muddy dust on the ground.

They haven't met Young Master Mei himself, but they have studied him a lot, and this is T's boyfriend, so the words about smoking a gun are not nonsensical.

The man seemed to have heard the words of the smoking gun, and turned his head, showing a gentle smile, "Hello."

"Hello, Master Mei."

"I'm waiting for T." Young Master Mei's smile was a bit shy.

"He will come out in a while." Chen Li said.

"Thank you for taking care of t all the time."

"You recognize me?" Chen Li asked.

"T described his boss to me, I guess."

"I don't like Tai Chi," Chen Li said without any extra emotion in his voice, "Is it you who smuggled metal for merchants?"

Young Master Mei nodded without a hint of timidity on his face, "It's me."

"How about Brahman?"

"There is heaven, the leaves are fiery red, and the girls are as beautiful as angels."

"What about other than that?"

"There are also invisible beasts lurking around. I can hear their voices, so I can avoid them." Young Master Mei said with a smile. The strips of mist swayed slightly, which proved that Master Mei's hands were shaking.

"Master Mei, take care." Chen Li said lightly.

"Thank you, and take care of you and your friends."

At this moment, T came out of the bar. When he saw Master Mei's eyes lit up, he trotted over, took Master Mei's hand, turned and said to Chen Li, "Boss, what are you talking about?"

"Ask your boyfriend, ask me what I do."

"I can go back and question him slowly." T said with a smile.

"Nothing, just say hello to each other."

"Then let's go first." T was obviously in a good mood, and waved to Chen Li, then talked to Young Master Mei without a word, and walked away bouncing away.

The boy in the red dress on the boulevard was still dancing tirelessly, and the crowd of people watching had dispersed. Only then did Chen Li notice his expression. It was not joyful, but the corners of his mouth were tightly drawn, with a stubborn and lonely expression. .

"Let's go, Lao Yan, let's follow." Chen Li said.

Smoker made a gesture, "I see the same thing."