Chapter 770 Pastis

It's about nine o'clock in the evening.

There were only a few diners in the restaurant on the top floor of the hotel.

Next to the glass curtain wall in the corner, a woman wearing a red suspender skirt was holding a red wine glass and looking out the window at the night view of Medellin.

Her long, slightly curly black hair is scattered, and her facial features are delicate and cool.

The straps on the black high-heeled shoes on her feet snake around her sexy wheat-colored calves.

The figure is very well-proportioned, and the whole person is like a ball of flame.

Even though this is just a restaurant, this woman still seems to be standing in the center of the stage, attracting attention.

Ethan admired it for two seconds before walking out of the elevator.

I sat down in a corner by the window and the waiter walked over quickly without waving.

"gentlemen."

The waitress handed over the menu with a smile: "What would you like to order?"

While she was speaking, the woman in the red dress moved her slender legs and walked in the other direction on high heels, and the hem of her skirt disappeared from sight.

"Where is that place over there?"

Ethan flipped through the menu and pointed casually.

"bar."

The waitress smiled and said, "Sir, after you finish your meal, you can go have some wine and relax."

The other party easily judged that Ethan was a tourist, and on her recommendation, he ordered a Baisa platter, which is considered a specialty here.

Beef, rice, blood sausage, avocado, kidney beans, tortillas, banana slices, etc., a lot of messy things put together, it looks good, but the combination is a bit weird.

The cost of meals will be calculated directly into the room rate.

The waiter had a good attitude. Ethan took out ten dollars and handed it over with two fingers.

"Thanks."

The waitress happily accepted the tip and was about to leave, but stopped.

Turning around, she said hesitantly to Ethan: "Sir, some people are like roses, they look very delicate and beautiful, but they have sharp thorns."

"Beautiful, but dangerous."

"Thanks."

Ethan forked a piece of fried banana and put it in his mouth, smiling and nodding.

Of course he understood what she meant. It was nothing more than a warning that the woman just now was a dangerous person. This was normal. There were very few beautiful women in the world who were not dangerous.

But does he look that lustful?

He obviously looks like an innocent big boy now, okay?

The hotel is located on a hillside. The platform on the second floor below is a leisure area. In the swimming pool, there are many girls playing in the water. Looking down, there are endless houses.

With this view in mind, Ethan slowly finished his first meal in Colombia.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin, he stood up and walked towards the bar.

Although he had been struggling for several hours, his energy had already been restored. Usually, this time was also his time for leisure and entertainment. Of course, he would not go to bed early to rest like the two old guys.

Colombian nightlife has just begun.

There were not many people in the restaurant.

But in the bar nearby, there were many people enjoying a wonderful night.

The music was soothing and a chuckle came from behind.

On the wine table, next to the bar.

Men and women were scattered among them in twos and threes, and many men would cast their eyes quietly to a corner of the bar from time to time. A tall and cool woman in a red dress was sitting on a high stool, drinking wine alone.

When they noticed the two men in black suits standing in the corner, they quickly looked away.

Just now, several self-possessed and well-qualified men came forward to strike up a conversation, but were ruthlessly rejected.

Those who wanted to continue to pester would apologize and leave obediently after some interludes. There are some people in Colombia that you cannot mess with, especially an extremely beautiful woman with gun-toting bodyguards nearby.

Such a high-end looking place full of style.

But a man wearing big pants and a white T-shirt walked in swaggeringly. His outfit was incompatible with this place.

The direction of travel is exactly where the woman is.

There are many men who cast playful glances and look like they are watching a good show. They like to watch others suffer. This is a common bad taste among most people.

Unfortunately for these people, what they hoped for did not happen.

When the man in big pants was still two seats away from the woman in red skirt, he stopped, pulled out a high stool and sat down.

"clatter!"

After Ethan sat down, he snapped his fingers at the bartender.

He sat down here not because of that woman, but simply because he liked to sit in a quiet place, and this place met the requirements.

Although the woman in the red dress is very gorgeous, she is not Chu Ge.

He knew very well what he was doing here, and he would not be stupid enough to take the initiative to cause trouble.

"gentlemen."

The bartender came over soon, smiling and saying something gibberish.

Well, Ethan only understood the previous greeting.

Colombia, like Mexico, is also a Spanish-speaking place, and it sounds like chanting the Bible.

"Feel sorry."

Seeing his confused look, the bartender quickly said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I just spoke in Spanish with another customer and forgot to change it. What do you want to drink?"

"any recommended?"

Ethan took out his cigarette case and lighter and lit it: "This is my first time in Colombia."

"Oisette."

A hoarse voice sounded, which seemed lazy but also quite seductive.

"You can try it." The woman in the red dress picked up the red wine glass in her hand and smiled at Ethan: "That's Colombian holy water. Since it's your first time here, you might as well try its taste."

There was a hint of Spanish accent in her words.

It sounds like it makes your ears itch.

"Then ouzo."

Unexpectedly, the other party took the initiative to talk to him. Ethan shrugged at the bartender and said, "Give this lady a drink too."

Two glasses of ouzo were served quickly.

Ethan raised his glass to the woman in the red dress and drank it all in one gulp.

His eyes suddenly widened and his expression became weird. The taste of the drink was really indescribable.

"Ha ha."

Seeing his expression, the woman in the red dress burst into laughter.

The smile is extremely bright, like summer is blooming.

The men around her who had been paying attention to her were first stunned for a while, and then turned their heads to look at Ethan fiercely, cursing in their hearts the pretty boy, the damn guy who relies on his face to make a living.

After swallowing the wine in his mouth with difficulty, Ethan waved to the bartender and said, "Bring me whiskey, thank you."

This is Colombian holy water, I can’t get used to it.

He took a sip of the familiar whiskey and finally suppressed the weird taste just now.

He took out his phone and replied to a few messages.

Rusek licked again and asked him if he could invite Wendy to go over to Hyde Park for a vacation and relax.

These two people always quarreled and got tired of each other.

Olinsky also sent a text message, saying that the matter was settled, yes, it was indeed efficient enough, and Oscar would really not see the sun the next day.

I was originally waiting for the other party to strike up a conversation, but unexpectedly, he started playing with his mobile phone alone.

The woman in the red dress was surprised for a while, then stood up.