The tall and sturdy Tyler Mamet and the delicate, petite woman stood opposite each other under the moonlight, creating a rather romantic atmosphere.
Pan Hancock's mind flashed with eight words: A beautiful moment, the love between a man and his lady.
It must be said that the woman was indeed very beautiful, not to mention her figure and facial features, but even just the mole above her lower lip added a touch of charm. It almost made one want to bite it off...
Thinking back, Pan Hancock had once chased countless girls in the island nation, so how had he never come across such a stunner?
As Pan Hancock was indulging in his fantasies, he faintly heard the woman speaking softly. Although he did not speak the language of the island nation, he had been there many times, usually to places of ill-repute, so he could understand a bit. He faintly heard words like 'drugs, smuggling, military, money laundering...' and the like.