Dream Entry
"What do you mean, 'again'?"
Li Bai looked at the Malaysian with an "innocent" expression.
"It's hypnosis! I can guarantee that you have your people here. I won't do anything reckless!"
Abdullah glanced at Secretary Xu of the Chinese Embassy.
That man's willpower was truly firm. Even the Japanese had succumbed to sleep, yet he was still stubbornly maintaining his wakefulness.
"I cooperated with your investigation, and you want to put me to sleep?"
Li Bai's eyes widened. The remark was so lewd that it made the Malaysian's aged face flush red. He hurriedly defended himself, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not interested in men. This is just hypnosis!"
He sounded as though he were completely innocent. Who knew how many shameful deeds he had committed by relying on this hypnotic technique?
"I refuse!"
Li Bai turned his head toward Ruan Yingxiong, looked him up and down, and said, "Why are you so flustered and guilty?"
It was a case of stabbing him with a white blade, then twisting a red one in the wound—kicking a man when he was down. And he had seized the opportunity perfectly.
"I didn't! You're talking nonsense! This is false accusation and slander!"
Ruan Yingxiong understood all too well that if he really pursued the matter, he might truly find himself unable to escape the consequences.
"Heh!"
Li Bai responded with a cold laugh.
Look at how you wish you could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It seems that if yellow mud had fallen into your pants, it would be shit whether it was or not!
His opponent was simply too low-level. Beating him casually brought no sense of accomplishment whatsoever.
"Ruan Yingxiong, shut up!"
Abdullah shouted, immediately silencing the Annamese man.
He then turned his gaze back and