Bu Jing appeared.

This made Qin Feng extremely nervous.

I cursed Clinton secretly.

At the same time, I also lamented that I am still young.

As the old saying goes, it is better to believe in ghosts than to believe what politicians say.

I was indeed too young and was deceived.

I was betrayed by Clinton.

This bastard.

But at this moment, there is no point in being angry.

Facing the imposing Buting, who was a KGB agent, Qin Feng also felt doubly stressed and felt as if the air had solidified.

"Mr. Qin, it's not easy to invite you over." Bu Jing's tone was calm, but there was a coldness in it that made Qin Feng's hair stand on end.

"I don't know what I have that deserves Mr. Butkin's attention." Qin Feng laughed, "I'm just here with President Clinton this time. It seems a bit too cold here, I'm going to rest."

Butyin made no statement.

However, Qin Feng was stopped by two guards at the door.

Qin Feng's heart was beating wildly, but his face was forced to smile.

"It seems that Mr. Bu Jing has something to say to me, and it should be in a whisper." Qin Feng said with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, I can tell from the cold sweat on your forehead and the slightly contracted muscles all over your body that you are very nervous now. I think you must think that you have been betrayed by President Clinton, so you are very afraid of me.

What will happen to you?" Bu Jing said calmly, "Since you have such an awareness, why not come over and have a drink first. In your Yanhuang, there is a saying called carpe diem."

Terrible person.

Qin Feng forced himself to calm down and walked up to him.

At this moment, Butin had poured two large glasses of vodka.

"For our first meeting, please!" Bu Jing raised his head and drank the wine glass in his hand.

Qin Feng took a deep breath.

"Please!" Qin Feng also drank it all in one gulp.

However, even though Qin Feng had a good drinking capacity, he suddenly drank a large glass of vodka, which made him cough and choke.

The wine is too strong.

But, people are more intense.

What on earth is Bu Jing going to do? This makes Qin Feng extremely panicked.

"The drink is good, let's have another glass." Bu Jing poured another full glass.

This time, Qin Feng stopped drinking.

This cup is worth 2 taels at least.

If you drink like this, you will become drunk within a few drinks.

If you are drunk, you might end up being left behind.

Therefore, Qin Feng cannot get drunk.

Bu Jing grinned, as if he could see through Qin Feng's thoughts.

"Don't worry, so many people are watching you come to me, but I won't force you to stay." Bu Jing said calmly, "Even if I want to force you to stay, Clinton will not allow it. Otherwise, he will not be guaranteed at the end of the year."

When Qin Feng heard this, a big stone suddenly fell to the ground in his heart.

"However, if I don't get what I want, it's not impossible to keep you by force. You know, they still expect to rely on you in exchange for their dozens of CIA agents." Bu Jing suddenly changed the subject, revealing a ferocious expression.

Come smile.

The terrifying executioner-like smile made Qin Feng's hair instantly explode, and he almost jumped up and wanted to escape.

"But I also said that as long as I can get what I want, I am easy to talk to." Bu Jing said with a smile.

Qin Feng knew that he was completely at a disadvantage.

Facing Buting, this cunning wolf from the KGB and the still immature Qin Feng were no match at all.

Of course, looking around the world, there are not many people who can rival Butin.

In the next twenty years, it will be Butin’s world.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Qin Feng took a deep breath.

What on earth is this guy doing if he cares about himself so much?

"You should be very clear about Vladimir Yakovlev." Butin raised his glass.

Qin Feng was silent.

"Isn't there an old saying among you Yan and Huang people, which is that when we meet and smile, grudges will disappear, and eternal love and sorrow will be brewed in a pot of wine." Bu Jing said.

Qin Feng was stunned.

"Vladimir Yakovlev's matter has nothing to do with me!" Qin Feng wanted to defend.

But Bu Jing moved the wine glass in his hand forward a little.

Qin Feng was silent.

Butin insisted on raising his glass.

Qin Feng had no choice but to drink down the glass of vodka in his hand.

"Happy!" Bu Jing also drank heavily from the wine in his hand.

"How much profit did you make from selling arms?" Butin raised his glass again.

Qin Feng frowned.

After two cups, I was already feeling a little heady.

If you drink any more, you will really get drunk.

Qin Feng doesn't dare to get drunk here.

It would be hard to say if you were forced to stay while you were drunk.

"I don't know. I don't know about this at all." Qin Feng said, "As for how much and how you earn, it has nothing to do with me. It's not my people who are responsible, and I have no intention of being responsible. As for who is responsible, I think you

You should know better than me."

Butyin still raised his glass.

This time, Qin Feng quit.

If you drink again, you will drink yourself down.

This is not possible.

But Bu Jing kept raising his glass, staring at Qin Feng with cold eyes without any emotion.

This put Qin Feng under great pressure.

You know, this is Bu Jing.

Facing the cold-faced Bujing, I am afraid that few people can remain indifferent.

In the end, Qin Feng couldn't withstand Bu Jing's pressure and drank the wine in his hand again.

This time, Qin Feng felt a little dizzy.

Although he is usually trained by Wang Leilei, he has a good drinking capacity.

But with such a large glass of vodka and three glasses in a row, Qin Feng couldn't handle it.

With this way of drinking, you won’t be able to drink even 1 jin of alcohol. You need at least 2 jins of alcohol to be fine.

Qin Feng was so exhausted that he drank 1 kilogram of alcohol.

This is almost reaching the upper limit.

However, Bu Jing refused to give up.

Another cup.

Qin Feng stared at a glass full of vodka.

"What kind of statement is this?" Qin Feng asked with anger.

Bu Jing had a calm expression on his face.

"The friendship of the landlord!" Bu Jing said calmly.

Qin Feng wanted to strangle Bu Jing to death.

You are sincerely trying to convince me.
To be continued...