Chapter 275 Sudden Impulse

"Hey, you can't leave me like this." The car stopped in front of the door, and Lawrence was still complaining about the high-five.

"Why doesn't Wells Fargo have my share, I'm the one who wants to be a financier, I want to invest, a financial tycoon, not a fast food tycoon—"

Holding his arm, Avril pursed her lips and snickered, thinking, "Their relationship looks really good."

The dinner was very sumptuous and the atmosphere was very lively. There were a lot of toasts and cups, and the women chatted in low voices and gave me a pleasant chuckle from time to time.

Very lively!

But Li Zitao missed Wang Dagou a little bit. This compatriot who fled with him and silently supported him like a big brother didn't know what he was doing.

When will he be able to bring a girl back, sit together lively like today, eat and chat.

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South Africa, Cape Town.

"Ah chirp, ah chirp—" Wang Dagou, who was exercising, sneezed more than a dozen times in succession, almost spitting out tears.

"Honey, are you sick?" The woman under him hugged his strong back, a little eager to continue the previous exercise.

"Maybe I'm allergic to something, it's okay, I can do another 500 push-ups." Wang Dagou continued to exercise after speaking.

When he stopped again, his body was already covered with beads of sweat. As for the woman who was training with him, he fell asleep right after the end.

Getting out of bed and going to the bathroom, Wang Dagou, who had boiled the water, was lying in the bathtub, casually picking up the newspaper on the table at hand and flipping through it.

In fact, he has read this newspaper many times, and it is full of news about the recent changes in the United States.

"The ghost is coming back soon?" Wang Dagou thought in his heart.

In the process of carrying out the mission, including him, he could not know the movements of the ghost team. On the one hand, it was due to the limitations of technology, and on the other hand, it was also for the sake of confidentiality and safety.

Speaking of which, his time here is coming to an end soon, and the training camp will be handed over to the monk and Samode to be in charge, and it's time for him to go back and take charge of the overall situation.

Although the S.H.I.E.L.D. protests are over, the direction of future development has not changed.

Recruitment in the United States is still in a state of complete suspension.

The Latin American and Belgian divisions, which one will be opened first, will be in charge. This point has been proposed within S.H.I.E.L.D. and is under discussion.

His unreliable master of the overall situation is not there, and the people below can only ask for instructions by phone, which is why he has been staying in Cape Town recently.

Wang Dagou will not admit that South African girls are equally attractive to him.

South Africa is rich in beauties, both white and black are particularly beautiful.

It's just that there are few Chinese people, and I haven't seen it much, so Wang Dagou doesn't care much.

Now he has learned to adapt to the appearance of Westerners, and he doesn't feel so awkward after seeing too many three-dimensional facial features.

The main reason is that Guan Bao has too many acquaintances, the more they communicate, the more familiar they are, the resilience is good, and they can play freely, which is very good.

Wang Dagou knew that Li Zitao had always cared about his life-long affairs, but he felt that this was due to fate.

So far, there is really no woman who has attracted Wang Dagou's heart.

On weekdays, these are completely purely physiological needs. In the past, the five-finger girls were poor, but now they have to let their own girls rest when they have money.

Besides, the five-fingered girl who worked with him was covered in calluses, and she was in a panic when she touched her, and she might have to break her skin and suffer!

After taking a bath and changing into clean and ironed clothes, Wang Dagou put the money on the bedside table and went out.

Thinking of tempting, Wang Dagou's memory couldn't help stretching, and there was a little more melancholy in his eyes.

"Are you back?" The village head, under the old locust tree, asked the girl in a ragged gown with her face flushed from cold.

"I won't go back." Wang Dagou carried her on his back and didn't dare to look back.

"That's right, you went to a foreigner's place, and you won't come back when you're good-for-nothing." The girl smiled, it was ugly, her bright eyes fell like two crescent moons.

The girl stood behind her for a long time, with Wang Dagou on her back,

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look.

rustle--

The sound of straw sandals rubbing on the ground sounded, and the girl left.

Wang Dagou turned around and was stunned.

After a long time, he walked forward, picked up a handful of soil on the ground, put it in his hands, squatted on the ground, and buried his head.

The soil is a little wet!

Papa——

Patting his face with his hands, Wang Dagou woke himself up, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "She should get married, is she the mother of several babies?"

Muttering in his mouth, Wang Dagou couldn't forget the scene when he turned around, the crystal tears fell to the ground and splashed.

Over and over again, like a film flashing in front of my eyes.

"Why don't you go back and have a look?" Wang Dagou was taken aback by the thought in his heart: "Go back, where can I find it?"

Where to find, where to find--

Just like being dazed, Wang Dagou was full of this idea, and completely forgot that even the idea of ​​'going back' surprised him earlier.

The tall figure stopped at the intersection of the street, and Wang Dagou's complexion changed from cloudy to cloudy, until finally he turned his head and looked at the port where the siren came from.

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Li Zitao drank too much, two bottles of red wine, like gargling on weekdays, but last night he was drunk.

He still vaguely remembers being supported by Adelaide and walking into the house, muttering nonsense in his mouth, lying on the bed with his arms around her thighs, unwilling to let go.

He forgot what he said specifically, but he still remembered that they were all in Chinese, which reassured him.

He knows that Adelaide doesn't understand Chinese, so he doesn't have to worry about the secret being exposed.

"This man, he's a big loser." Li Zitao murmured while covering his face.

At noon, George called from the Twin Towers.

"What, he's gone?" Li Zitao's tone rose sharply.

"Yes, BOSS, our people only found out that Wang finally appeared at the port and boarded a cargo ship bound for China." George said, propping the table with his hands, rubbing his temples.

If it weren't for the fact that there are a lot of things to discuss with Wang Dagou here, I am afraid that no one will know that he is missing.

After all, as the chief instructor, no one can control his actions and traces.

"Send someone to look for it, go to Huaguo, etc." Li Zitao couldn't figure out why Wang Dagou chose to leave without saying goodbye even if he wanted to go back and have a look, or if he had something to do.

If Wang Dagou was in front of him, he would tell Li Zitao himself that the reason why he left without saying goodbye was because he had forgotten about it.

Wang Dagou, who was full of memories, didn't hear the sound until he boarded the ship and left the port. He seemed to have forgotten to leave a letter for his subordinates.

"Forget it, I'll let other people handle this matter. You can discuss the matter of S.H.I.E.L.D. and let me know the result."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zitao stood by and thought for a while, then dialed the number of the think tank: "Send a telegram to Hualian and ask them to send people to various ports to wait, and notify me as soon as they see someone."