Chapter 102: Encounter of coffee in the old street

The only chance to threaten the godfather Casio was used up by Wang Qibu who was stretching. Naturally, he had already left the category of innocence and knew clearly that he had been targeted by the other party. If the conflict between the two sides broke out again, then holding more than 40 psycho-type chemists and bandits in his hand could no longer be a reason to make the other party worry. At most, he would just whip the corpse when he was caught. Wang Qibu thought about this, and a helpless smile appeared on his face. At the dusk of such a romantic capital, he was free and easy to slam the twilight on his face.

The already prosperous street of Santa Maria Elisabeta is a different hustle and bustle because of the approaching film festival. From shallow sea to Adriatic seashore, across Lido, there are many hotels, shops and hotels for tourists. The business is so good that Wang Qibu, who melts in the flow of people, can't help but think that the rent must be expensive. As for following behind him, there is a certain chance to kill his local gang members at any time. Obviously, he was unable to go to his vacation. This guy sat down in a cafe with an empty seat in front of the door, ordered a cup of espresso and drank it leisurely, which is the best proof. On Lido Island, there are many such people.

The elegant and romantic open-air cafe has also become a major feature of the local area. Although it is not as good as the oldest and most famous Cafe in Venice, facing the St. Mark Square, the Florian Cafe facing St. Mark Square, which is visited by the Venetian lagoon, it still attracts many tourists to stop and taste. Facing the Venetian lagoon, watching the black pointed boat "Gondora" full of romantic colors shuttle through the rivers and seas, as well as the characteristic residences, churches and monasteries with pointed roofs and colorful window lintels, slowly savoring this quaint city or town. Time stays in the 18th century, so it inevitably shows a strong sense of time travel.

"Sir, is it alone?" The voice with a hint of laziness and sexy breath interrupted Wang Qibu's immersion in the environment. He looked up and faced a hat, sunglasses blocked two-thirds of the face, which even had more than one, making Wang Qibu unable to figure out the continental status of the woman in front of him for a while.

He scanned the seats around him where guests were already full of guests, changed into Wang Qibu, who had just stopped smiling and said, "If you are a child, I will say, don't you see that you are already full of people around me?"

"Haha, can I sit here for such a handsome man who likes to play tricks?" It should be the old Taoist, calm and calm, and the woman responded like this. The subtle uplift of the corners of her mouth is really hard to figure out that this smile comes from politeness or Wang Qibu's insincere sense of humor.

"My honor." Wang Qibu held his chest with one hand and compared it with a gesture of asking for help.

When a woman nodded and sat down, everything seemed elegant and natural. Although this was a difficult measure to grasp.

The service staff or store owner came to order the order. After briefly reading the water sign, the woman asked Wang Qibu who seemed to be smiling. "Frankly, this is my first time in Italy, so, as a deskmate, do you have any recommendations? Please don't get me wrong about me being a chat with you. The reason I don't ask the boss is because I found that in recent years, foreign vendors have gradually become as cunning as domestic shops. They recommend either the most expensive ones or the ones that can make him earn the most. Since that's what you said, sir, are you Chinese? "The last sentence is that the woman is using Chinese.

"Hahaha." Wang Qibu laughed, and then said, "No matter what, I like your personality. Really, this has nothing to do with politeness, it is sincere. But what to do? This is the first time I have come to this place. The only message I can give you is that I think the one I am drinking is good; it is a bit bitter, but it is also a kind of enjoyment. At least it can make people lose their minds in this beautiful dusk. Well, I will order another cup later." This sentence is already answering a woman's question about nationality.

The woman smiled, ordered the same espresso as Wang Qibu, and then told Wang Qibu, "Thank you for your praise and thank you for your message. They are all very helpful."

"You are too polite. The situation is much better now than drinking bitter coffee in a dull way. I should thank you. By the way, I should also be considered a romantic encounter, although I only see a small part of the faces of the lover. As for the remaining part, I have to guess." Wang Qibu said, and said something that was too sincere than the initial smile.

"Are you a film festival staff?" The woman stared at Wang Qibu's breasts and asked. She obviously changed Wang Qibu's topic about her current appearance.

"No. Except for the photos, the things on it are all fake. Kobe Bryant, it's obvious that the fake is not fake, right?" Wang Qibu looked down at the breastplate hanging around his neck and recited the name on it. There was no special meaning, but he just felt that Fan could not meet a chance, and then he would lie to the woman who would never be separated from the crowd after drinking the second cup of coffee or the other party had a cup of coffee.

"Can I ask why?" the woman asked unconsciously. He had to admit that no matter whether it was the appearance or the way and content of his speech, the main star of the Lakers in front of him was very attractive to the unusual prince charming existence.

"Okay, I'll just think you asked." Wang Qibu smiled helplessly, and then said, "My name is Wang Qibu, but more often he is called Seven. He is the largest drug lord in the Americas, the top arms dealer in the Middle East, and the smuggling merchant in Southeast Asia that is the least popular among governments in Southeast Asia. Half a month ago, I asked my subordinates to drop a drug production line controlled by the Italian mafia Buano family in New Jersey. This time I came to Venice to use the chips in my hand to discuss a deal with the boss of the Yano family, Casio, the person in charge." Without any reservation, Wang Qibu told the passerby in front of him. There was no reason. After all, the other party would definitely regard these facts as nonsense, which was his prediction and reasonable.

Because more than two-thirds of the face was covered by a hat and sunglasses, it was difficult to tell what wonderful expression the director of this face was at the moment. After a long time, he sighed softly, and the woman sitting in front of Wang Qibu said, "If you are not a writer, you must be a master of beauty hunting. At least I am deeply attracted by your story. But just say this abroad. If you play this trick in China, you will probably be regarded as a crazy person."

"Look, the truth will probably cause this kind of reaction." After giving a "I know" expression and shrugging his shoulders, Wang Qibu said helplessly and indifferently, "Then, you should be a star, right? Don't worry, I won't cause any trouble to you. After all, I haven't paid much attention to the domestic entertainment industry since high school. Even if you take off your hat and take off your glasses, I probably won't recognize you." This is the first time that Wang Qibu has started a topic until now. Even according to Wang Qibu's almost extreme personality, this is normal. Just like the heroes in costume dramas who are deeply resentful of blood and a bunch of cases, after killing the masked man in black, they will walk to the corpse and take their masked cloth.

"Well, if I believe you, then do you think I should remove the little woman's already fragile basic protection in front of such a terrifying person?" The woman asked while making steaming coffee. Wang Qibu couldn't help but guess that a sly smile should be blooming behind the woman's so-called "basic protection".

"Then aren't you afraid that your actions will arouse my interest as a sinister who deserves to be killed, and then let your subordinates kidnap you and do whatever they want?" Should this be considered a joke or a threat, or a flirting that is not worthy of draw?

"If this is true, I can only blame my luck for being so bad." The woman seemed to answer negatively, well, this is a clever move that only women can use to defeat the enemy.

"Okay, to prove that I'm not entangled, and it's just your wish, I think it's time for me to say goodbye." Wang Qibu stood up and said.

"Goodbye." The woman responded briefly, then watched Wang Qibu disappear in the direction to the beach, and then she was confused that she had never imagined. But even if she had asked her to choose again, she would end this beautiful encounter in the evening, a cafe in the old street of foreign countries so early. After all, she had too many concerns and too many necessities. Even when facing the feelings that are most likely to be deeply rooted for women, sometimes, she had to ask herself to be like a man and be so decisive.

The sunset dyes the beach evenly, and under the calm sea, there are thin golden sand and slowly tilted riverbeds. At this moment, Wang Qibu stepped on the foot, which was as soft as the German writer Thomas Mann when he created "Soul Break Venice".

Very unlucky.

Wang Qibu thought this way. Then, looking at the hotels around him, he felt that finding a place to live should be more meaningful than immersing in the troubles of the literary youth and slightly depressed by the unhappy separation of encounters.

When it comes to Venice, few people will not linger for its unique charm of water city. After walking through all day with various stone roads, the narrow streets and countless bridges, including the quiet and peaceful "sigh" mentioned by Xu Zhimo, which is exactly what busy people need the most. This is the most "relax" place, narrow and charming beaches, and unique hotels. Here, even breathing is a relaxing atmosphere and a unique Venetian charm. Lido Island is the most ideal holy place for people who like cultural tourism and vacationers.
Chapter completed!