When Zhan Ming came out of the bar, he received a call from Tongsheng. There were two fair-skinned boys hanging on his arms, one on the left and one on the right, like two soft snakes, surrounding him. "Brother Zhan?"
Zhan Ming made a gesture.
"Wait," he said, "I'm going to take a call."
After the call was connected, the unhappy voice of the young man on the other end came through clearly, "Hello? Where are you now?"
Zhan Ming pushed the boy next to him away and said, "I'm on the street."
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