cutting magnetic field lines

"My name? My name is..." The tall man in front of the bar, wearing a dark red suit, easily picked up the landline phone inside the bar.On such occasions, most people would wear a low-key shirt inside to distinguish themselves from the vampire duke, but Sheng Xiao could already see the unique luster of the black silk shirt from the upper edge of the neckline on his back.Going forward, the man showed his profile and a coquettish satin bow tie.Sheng Xiao instinctively sensed trouble.As if sensing something, the man in front of the bar turned his face towards the floor-to-ceiling crystal door, his eyes fell on him accurately, and his lips moved slightly.At the same time, three words came from Sheng Xiao's earphones: "Shen Junbin." The two looked at each other through the crystal door, and the four French-style restaurant chandeliers with a total of 4 lamp heads were refracted into countless clusters of unrealistic halos. .Sometimes it is as gorgeous as a sleepless playground, and sometimes it is a trench without gunpowder smoke, where both fantasy and ambition can be released.But... for a man like the wind, China's territory is still too small.