Chapter 932 disguised identity (1/2)

Chong Ming stared fixedly at Cheng Tian Ji, and only after a long while did he reply, ”My name is Smith.”

Cheng Tian Ji also knew that this name might not be true.

Those who came here rarely used their real names.

Cheng Tian Ji also used her own alias, ”I am Zhan Mu, he is called —”

”Shen Lu.” Shen Lu did not conceal his identity: ”I came to find someone.”

Chong Ming's eyes twitched intensely.

That was true, since Shen Lu was already recognized by others now, there was no point in using a fake name anymore.

Cheng Tian Ji said: ”Looks like there won't be any results today. Should we go somewhere else and have a drink? ”My treat!”

Chong Ming hesitated and nodded.

Shen Lu also nodded.

After fighting such a battle, there was clearly no more information to ask about.

When the three of them left, just as expected, the people on the first floor all moved aside. No one dared to stop them.

That white man was too f * cking scary!

Who dared to stop him?

Can't you see that so many people are paralyzed?

Every one of them was in the same place!

Oh my god, don't even think about getting up and walking for the rest of your life!

Moreover, the losers would have to bear all the losses here.

This was also the rule!

Thus, when Chong Ming and the other two swaggered out, no one stopped them.

This world was like this, the strong preyed on the weak.

Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

After leaving the trading center, the three of them turned around and headed for the entertainment area.

The entertainment area here was also called developed.

There's nothing you can't think of. There's only money you can't afford.

You can play however you want.

However, the three of them weren't in the mood to play, so they found a quiet place to drink.

The moment Shen Lu sat down, he started drinking, one cup after another. Cheng Tian Ji was unable to stop him.

Chong Ming's eyes twitched. He wanted to intervene, but he forcibly stopped himself.

He was Smith now, not Chong Ming.

”Mr. Smith, are you here to buy information or are you here to sell information?” Cheng Tian Ji spoke up for Shen Lu: ”Do you know that type of person who is extremely well-informed? We want to buy news. ”

Chong Ming's eyes flashed, his beautiful pupils seemed to obscure his killing intent and evil.

”What news do you want to buy?” Chong Ming's voice carried a little unnaturalness.

”Find someone.” Cheng Tian Ji replied.

”Who?” Chong Ming's heart suddenly started to beat intensely.

”My most important person.” Shen Lu drank his last cup, and said with a desolate tone of voice that carried a sense of meaning, ”My lover, my partner, the person that I will have to entrust my entire life to in the future.”

Chong Ming felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, jumping faster and faster!

Cheng Tian Ji was born an assassin after all, so even a small movement from the corner of his eye was unable to escape his observation.