This?

  Li Bureau couldn't ask any more questions.

  After a while, he said again: "Brother Zhang, you look very strong, you don't look like someone who is dying."

  Zhang Lin smiled and continued to explain: "This is the rule of people who walk in the rivers and lakes, because maybe one day, I will be gone."

  When Li Ju heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "To tell you the truth, you scared me just now."

  The car was still driving forward, bypassing a few alleys, and finally stopped in front of a western restaurant.

  When Zhang Lin approached the restaurant, the first thing that caught his eye was a wall full of Western musical instruments.

  There were various patterns painted on the back of the wall, and a flash of light flashed in Zhang Lin's eyes. The patterns seemed to be out of order, but they still couldn't escape his eyes.

  Get rid of those meaningless strokes, and what's left is a spell.

  The meaning of the spell is, give me eternal life.

  However, Zhang Lin didn't reveal that he was just here for dinner, and Director Li was there, so he couldn't talk about spells on the table.

  The food was ready soon, Zhang Lin was a little puzzled, he didn't even order, so he just came?

  Director Li saw his doubts and said, "I'm very familiar with this restaurant. Every time I come here, I order these kinds of dishes. Over time, as soon as they see me, they know what I want to eat."

  The dishes on the table were steaming, Zhang Lin looked at them, and each plate containing the dishes was engraved with a spell.

  If you are not proficient in this, you will be fooled.

  This is not so much a table of dishes as a table of curses.

  Who would dare to eat such a dish?

  Bureau Li sat down opposite, picked up the dish with chopsticks and delivered it to his mouth. Zhang Lin wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

  "Li Bureau!" he shouted.

  Li Ju ate with relish, glanced at Zhang Lin, and asked, "Why don't you eat it, this dish is not to your taste?"

  Zhang Lin shook his head: "No, shouldn't you drink something before eating?"

  Director Li put down his chopsticks and asked, "Do you want to drink? Well, let's drink some foreign bars today."

  He asked the waiter to bring two bottles of red wine, and after opening it, he poured Zhang Lin a glass.

  A red wine with a strange color that looks like blood.

  But Director Li didn't seem to notice anything unusual, so he just picked up the wine glass and made peace.

  Zhang Lin approached the wine glass, and a strange smell rushed over, and he almost vomited.

  "What's the matter with you, sir, do you want to get you some other wine?" the waiter asked.

  Zhang Lin agreed without thinking: "Bring me a glass of water."

  The waiter turned and left, and when he came back, he came over with a glass of white water in his hand.

  Zhang Lin took the white water and drank it in one breath. Fortunately, the pungent smell disappeared.

  When Li Ju, who was drinking, saw this, he asked suspiciously, "Aren't you used to drinking red wine? Order what you want to drink yourself."

  Zhang Lin can't wait to stand up and tell Li Bureau that the food here cannot be eaten.

  "Ju Li, let's chat first, I'm not too hungry yet." Zhang Lin tried his best to find an excuse.

  Bureau Li put down the red wine glass in his hand, nodded, and it was really boring to eat with his head down.

  He thought about it and said, "Brother Zhang Lin, do you want to watch the performance? This western restaurant has bands and dance performances."

  "I want to see a dance performance." Zhang Lin picked one.

  Anyway, I can do anything now, but I can't eat because there is something wrong with the food.

  Zhang Lin was aware of this, but Bureau Li didn't know it. .

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  Bureau Li found a waiter, the two chatted for a while, and the waiter went down.

  A few minutes later, several women in Persian dance costumes came over, with veils on their faces and large ruby ​​rings on their fingers, heading towards Zhang Lin and dancing around him.

  Zhang Lin covered his face with his hands.

  Seeing this, Ju Li, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help laughing out loud. He explained to others, "This brother of mine is seeing dance for the first time, so he's a little uncomfortable."

  When Zhang Lin, who was sitting opposite, heard this, he muttered to himself, whoever doesn't cover his face is a fool.

  Sure enough, a few minutes later, the opposite Li Bureau fell on the table, as if falling asleep.

  Zhang Lin frowned and learned to fall on the table.

  The dancers had stopped dancing and stood on one side, watching the two prey.

  After a while, the voice of the discussion came over: "Which one do you say to move first?"

  "I think it's better to start with this young man."

  "No, I think it's better to start with Bureau Li."

  Zhang Lin could hear their discussions clearly, but he didn't understand what they meant.

  He had to continue to lie on the table and wait.

  A middle-aged woman walked in from outside, closed the door, and walked around the dining table.

  The other dancers bowed respectfully to her, lining up in a row.

  "One of these two people is the local director. Let this person go." The middle-aged woman said.

  When the other dancers heard this, look at me and look at you, they were unwilling, and they all said, "This is an opportunity we have waited for for a long time, and it is not our hard work to let him go like this. Wasted?"

  The middle-aged woman frowned in displeasure, waved her hand, and asked in a cold voice, "Am I the head, or are you the head?"

  Several dancers stopped talking.

  Seeing this, the middle-aged woman said, "Ju Li is a person with a big face after all. He can't have an accident, but the one next to him can. Let's start."

  "Okay, we will listen to you. This time, only this person's blood will be collected."

  Zhang Lin closed his eyes, but soon he felt a silver cold light in front of him.

  He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the dancer in front of him.

  The dancer panicked immediately, and the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.

  Several other people heard the sound and accused her one after another: "What's the matter with you, you can't hold the knife firmly?"

  The dancer shook her head, pointed at Zhang Lin and said, "He's not in a coma."

  The food and drinks are all addicted to drugs, how can it not be in a coma?

  Several other people gathered around and were startled when they saw Zhang Lin with his eyes open.

  "Didn't you pass out?"

  Zhang Lin looked at the people around him and stopped pretending. He simply stood up from the table. He raised his eyebrows and counted them. There were quite a few of those who danced just now.

  Then he smiled and said sarcastically: "You really are not dancing, you are here to kill."

  The middle-aged woman came over and glanced at Zhang Lin, confirming that she had never seen this young man before.

  She didn't want things to fail, so she said with a smile: "Dear guest, have you misunderstood something? Our western restaurant operates a variety of delicacies, and also has exotic dances to add to the fun. If you are not happy, you can Tell me directly."

  She spoke in a very calm tone, as if nothing had happened just now.

  If he hadn't pretended to faint and heard those conversations, he might have been fooled.

  With a big wave of his hand, he said coldly: "I said, can you stop pretending, weren't you the one who was going to get your heart's blood just now?"

  As soon as these words came out, several people in front of them were stunned.

  "You heard our conversation?"

  Zhang Lin nodded, yes, yes, not a single word was missed.

  The dancers looked nervous. This kind of conversation was always secret, and only people inside them knew.

  Now they have been heard by outsiders. If they are spread out and known by the superiors, their lives will definitely be gone.

  The calm on the middle-aged woman's face was gone, replaced by a look of anger. She stared at Zhang Lin and said angrily, "So, you were pretending to be dizzy just now, right?"

  Zhang Lin threw his hands casually and said, "That's right, how can you hear your true purpose without pretending to be dizzy?"

  Several dancers began to become restless, and their faces became flustered.

  In the past few years, they have been using this western restaurant as a cover, constantly attacking customers, collecting a lot of hard work, and never miss a deal.

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  But now, this one called Zhang Lin gave them a taste of failure.

  "Since the matter has been exposed, we can't let it spread out," said the middle-aged woman.

  Several other women nodded, they knew what to do.

  Next, as long as Zhang Lin died, the threat would be lifted for them.

  They immediately surrounded Zhang Lin and said, "Don't think about going out from here today."

  Zhang Lin frowned and said, "Don't worry, you want me not to speak out. There are ways, and there is no need to use a knife."

  "Hmph, then tell me what you can do?"

  Zhang Lin motioned to a few people and said, "Put down the knife first, you have something to say."

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  Several women did not put down their knives, but insisted on letting Zhang Lin tell the solution first.

  Zhang Lin thought about it for a while, but it didn't matter. Anyway, whether he said it first or not, it shouldn't have any effect on the result.

  "Okay, I said it." He looked at the person in front of him and smiled.

  "Actually, it's very simple. As long as you tell me why I did this, I can pretend that nothing happened today."

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