05-09-2025, 04:26 PM
"Zihan, are you ready?" Under the afterglow of the setting sun, night was about to fall, and Sam, wearing a mask, stared at me like a yaksha.
"...Let's go." After I put the bull-headed mask that Sam gave me on my face, I felt a little angry, but in the end I could only say helplessly.
It turns out that man...is really Sam.
After taking a deep breath, I followed Sam, opened the door of the villa, and walked inside.
When I walked indoors, I saw many people wearing very gorgeous clothes talking to each other under the splendid banquet hall, much like the cocktail party scenes often seen in movies.
The only difference is that everyone in this hall is wearing a mask, and they all have different shapes.
As soon as Sam walked in, many people in the living room turned around and looked over. Sam nodded to them and took me up to the second floor. The living room on the second floor was much smaller than the one on the first floor, but it was It was much more delicately decorated, and there was a man about the same height as Sam standing in front of the window wearing a dress.
After hearing our footsteps coming up, the man turned around with a sheep's head mask on his face, and there were two very long horns on the sheep's head.
This man was so well concealed, with white gloves on both hands, that I didn't even know what color he was.
"Old goat, this is my good friend, his name is... Maverick." Sam introduced me to the man. Sam looked at me and hesitated for a moment, then gave me the name Maverick.
"Oh, hello, Maverick, I'm the old goat." The man's voice was thicker than Sam's, which gave me an intuition of maturity and vicissitudes. Most importantly, I felt that he spoke Chinese dialect better than Sam's. A lot of correctness, which makes it difficult for me to judge whether he is a Chinese or a foreigner.
He held out his hand to me.
"Hello...Hello." I still couldn't get used to this very formal etiquette.
The moment I held my hand with that "old goat", I felt that although this man's hand was wearing gloves, I felt that his palm was very strong. At first glance, he seemed to be a person who often exercised or something like that.
I suddenly panicked. Could it be that Sam had brought me into some gangster base?
"Big A, is that the calf you told me about earlier?" The unknown man named Old Goat looked at Sam and said.
"...Let's go." After I put the bull-headed mask that Sam gave me on my face, I felt a little angry, but in the end I could only say helplessly.
It turns out that man...is really Sam.
After taking a deep breath, I followed Sam, opened the door of the villa, and walked inside.
When I walked indoors, I saw many people wearing very gorgeous clothes talking to each other under the splendid banquet hall, much like the cocktail party scenes often seen in movies.
The only difference is that everyone in this hall is wearing a mask, and they all have different shapes.
As soon as Sam walked in, many people in the living room turned around and looked over. Sam nodded to them and took me up to the second floor. The living room on the second floor was much smaller than the one on the first floor, but it was It was much more delicately decorated, and there was a man about the same height as Sam standing in front of the window wearing a dress.
After hearing our footsteps coming up, the man turned around with a sheep's head mask on his face, and there were two very long horns on the sheep's head.
This man was so well concealed, with white gloves on both hands, that I didn't even know what color he was.
"Old goat, this is my good friend, his name is... Maverick." Sam introduced me to the man. Sam looked at me and hesitated for a moment, then gave me the name Maverick.
"Oh, hello, Maverick, I'm the old goat." The man's voice was thicker than Sam's, which gave me an intuition of maturity and vicissitudes. Most importantly, I felt that he spoke Chinese dialect better than Sam's. A lot of correctness, which makes it difficult for me to judge whether he is a Chinese or a foreigner.
He held out his hand to me.
"Hello...Hello." I still couldn't get used to this very formal etiquette.
The moment I held my hand with that "old goat", I felt that although this man's hand was wearing gloves, I felt that his palm was very strong. At first glance, he seemed to be a person who often exercised or something like that.
I suddenly panicked. Could it be that Sam had brought me into some gangster base?
"Big A, is that the calf you told me about earlier?" The unknown man named Old Goat looked at Sam and said.


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