The cold in Kiska is different from the cold in China. It's bitingly cold here, and the wind blows past him, feeling like a knife. But this is because Wang Yang is fully dressed, with only his two eyes exposed. He can't

Imagine how Jessica, who was walking next to him, dressed in the same thin clothes as she was in the house just now, only adding a scarf, but still carefree, resisted the severe cold here.

"What's your name?" Jessica said as she walked leisurely with her round and plump thighs, looking straight ahead, as if talking to herself.

Wang Yang turned his head and glanced at her. This woman seemed to be about the same age as him, as well as Salina, Yumei, and even Hillman. They were not very old. All the members of the Pharaoh Mercenary Group, except Ped

Except for Luo, who is in his thirties, everyone else is about the same age as him except Kalani, who he has never met.

But why do these people always talk in an old-fashioned way? Is it because the environment here makes their personalities relatively cold? Yes, they live in a place full of blood and violence every day, and are used to seeing life and death. How can their mood not change accordingly?

"My name is Chris. Hello, Jeska." Wang Yang turned his head and said while continuing to walk.

"Chris, do you think... this place is cold?" Jessica's voice was already very calm, without any emotion, as if... an incompetent narrator.

"Huh?" Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he wrapped himself tightly in the big cotton-padded jacket and said, "It's cold, colder than anywhere in China. The wind here is like a knife, and it hurts when it blows on your face.

You...are you not afraid of the cold?"

"Haha..." Jessica smiled palely, shook her head and said, "I'm afraid you are the only one here who would dress like this and tell others that you are an outsider..."

"Uh..." Wang Yang didn't understand what Jessica meant, and didn't dare to speak. He was indeed an outsider, but judging from Jessica's tone, it seemed that outsiders were not very comfortable here.

The two of them walked slowly and leisurely on the street. For some reason, Wang Yang always felt that this place was like a dead city. The shops on the street were all closed, and occasionally they saw a few pedestrians who were in a hurry, and some even

He was also sneaky. It was only five or six hundred meters away from the two-story house of the mercenary group, and he only saw it two or three times while chasing him in the street.

This... is really a scary place.

"Let's go in." Jessica stopped at the door of a shop called 'Milan City Bar'. This shop looked a bit old, and one side of the railing on the steps at the door had fallen to the ground. It looked like it had been turned over for a long time.

Wang Yang frowned and looked at the bar, then followed Jessica and pushed the door open.

"Hey Jessica!" As soon as they walked in, the bartender behind the bar waved the bottle in Jessica's hand.

"Hey Hans." Jessica casually greeted the bartender, then found a seat and sat down. Wang Yang followed Jessica and sat next to her.

"What do you want to drink? I'll treat you today." Jessica looked at Wang Yang and asked.

"Uh... feel free... I don't know what's here." Wang Yang pursed his lips and thought for a while. Then he took off the scarf wrapped around his head and put the thick cotton jacket on the back of the chair.

"Okay." Jessica seemed to know that he would say this. As soon as Wang Yang finished speaking, he said to Hans: "Hey, vodka, Hans."

"OK!" Hans was very enthusiastic, nodded towards Jessica, then turned around and took a bottle of vodka and two glasses from the bar, walked over and brought them to the table, looked at Wang Yang and said: "Hey young man

, are you Pharaoh’s new member?”

"Uh...I don't..."

"This has nothing to do with you." Before Wang Yang could speak, Jessica took the bottle from Hans' hand, opened it with a bang, poured two glasses of wine, and picked up one herself, very casually.

Said: "When you come to Kiska for the first time, you should learn to talk less."

Hans shrugged and pursed his lips, glanced at Wang Yang again, and walked away boredly. Wang Yang rubbed his hands, picked up the wine glass, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know the customs here."

"Is this a romantic place?" Jessica raised her lips and showed a smile that she didn't know what it meant. But in Wang Yang's eyes, this smile vividly displayed the passionate appearance and melancholy and restrained nature of Eastern European women. Jie

Sika took a sip of vodka and said, "The style here is indeed different. Not everyone can adapt to it. Chris, if you can, it might be good for you to leave early."

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment, then picked up the wine glass and took a sip. He had drank vodka before, and he had drank more, but this time, just a small sip made him feel as if it could burn his whole body.

**.

He also knows what the atmosphere here is like. He has no other choice. He can't leave as soon as Salina and Jessica said. Where is he going? What is he going to do? Is he going back to his country? He is surrounded by those who do all kinds of evil.

Will he be killed by the underworld? Or will he be locked up in a small dark room by the police and sentenced to death immediately in a few days?

No! If this is not the result, since he leaves, he must reach the point where he can control his own destiny before he can go back with peace of mind. He must crush the dignity of those who once regarded him as very low and despicable.

Kill those who have exerted countless insidious means on him, and make those who dare or want to take action against him feel trembling and trembling from the heart!

Wang Yang picked up the wine glass and drank it all. After putting the glass down, he looked at Jessica firmly and said, "I will adapt to life here well. Thank you, Jessica."

Wang Yang said, picked up the wine bottle and poured wine for Jessica, and then poured himself a glass. Perhaps it was the effect of a glass of vodka. Wang Yang didn't feel as cold anymore. He looked around with the wine glass and saw

There was a familiar figure not far away, that was the person he was most familiar with in the Pharaoh's mercenary group.

"Don't disturb her." Wang Yang was about to call out when Jessica suddenly spoke next to him. She took a sip and said, "She's not in a good mood right now. If there's nothing more uncomfortable than death, you'd better be quiet."

Have a drink.”

"Oh..." Wang Yang nodded, clinked the glasses with Jessica, and then the two of them sat together and drank dullly.

Salina was not far away. She didn't notice the arrival of Jessica and Wang Yang, because in front of her, there were four or five big men sitting, playing cards.

"Oh Fuck!" The big man sitting opposite Salina seemed to be unlucky. He slammed the cards on the table, and then watched as Salina moved all the US dollars on the table in front of her.

.

"Hey Selina! It's just for fun, there is no need to be so serious..." Another big man sitting next to Selina shook his head helplessly and threw the US dollars on the table again.

"My dear! You're paying a thousand dollars! Don't think I can't see it. Hand over the money, otherwise I... ah..."
Chapter completed!