The store has been open for a week, and all the furniture decoration is sponsored by Zhao Jinshan.

The old counter was converted into a counter, and the kitchen was moved from the second floor to the first floor.

The decoration style of the whole store is magnificent, like the high-end club that the ghost Lao Liu used to frequent.

This is out of step with the style of the street as a whole.

This street is an old street, and most of the streets are small noodle restaurants, repair shops, and small supermarkets that have been open for decades. Suddenly, such a shop stood out from the crowd, and in an instant, it exploded in the street.

Business in the store was extremely hot, but it was only hot for three days.

Half of the traffic of the store comes from the cooking skills of Shirakuko, and the other half comes from the appearance of the two handsome guys in the store.

One is a foreign Taoist, and the other is not Zhang Zizai.

The meals made by Shirauko are really delicious and have been praised by the entire street.

It's a pity that she's not dedicated as a cook.

There is no menu in the store, so what you do depends on your mood, and the working hours are not fixed. Before that group of customers came to the store to eat, they had to check the itinerary of Shirakuko.

And the attraction of the two handsome guys lasted for a very short time.

When it first opened, almost all the school-age unmarried young women in the third street and six lanes flocked to it.

It wasn't until later that they found out that the foreign Taoist priest actually had a girlfriend, so they immediately lost half.

The remaining half held out for two days, and when they noticed that the one at the counter seemed to be only interested in men, they all broke up.

Actually, they misunderstood.

Leon wasn't interested in men, he was just interested in killing that man.

This bar, yes, is called this bar.

The bar, which is called this bar, opens at eleven o'clock every day and closes at half past ten.

This may have been the first of its kind in the bar world.

But there's no way around it. The average age of this street is 65 years old, and it will be quiet after 10 o'clock.

So, after a few days of popularity, the shop once again calmed down, and merged back into the old street along with the surrounding repair shops and small noodle restaurants.

But that's okay, Zhang Zizi is a lot more leisurely, and he can go to Brother Gecko's place for a supper at night.

After Brother Gecko took the money, he reopened a shop, which was bigger than before, and hired two nimble boys to work, and now he has become a small boss.

After the bar closed in the evening, the four of them ran to Brother Gecko's stall and sighed about life while masturbating.

Leon didn't come, he was busy preparing a new drink for the boil.

After discovering that the physical damage was ineffective, he decided to take the chemical route instead, and bought a lot of bottles and cans in the past two days.

Zhang Zizai sometimes wonders whether he is a bartender or a poisoner.

A few people were chatting vigorously in the stall, and a lame man with a record player walked in and stood next to several people: "Big brother and sister, order a song!"

Before Zhang Zizi could speak, Brother Gecko walked over, stuffed a hundred yuan into the man's hand, and said with a smile: "Brother, go and go around elsewhere, these are my distinguished guests." ”

The man blocked Brother Gecko's hand, and said with a resolute look in his eyes: "I am an artist, not a begging, and I will not collect money if I don't sing." ”

Brother Gecko looked at Zhang Zizi and the others with an embarrassed face.

Zhang Zizai smiled and said: "It's okay, it's not easy for everyone, I'll order two!"

The man bowed to Zhang Zizi and thanked him, then turned on the stereo, picked up the microphone and sang: "I have not been a big brother for many years! I don't like cold bedside ........"

To be honest, the man's voice is not perfect, but the vicissitudes of life and powerful voice can hit people's hearts directly.

After singing the song, everyone applauded again and again.

He took out a hundred yuan and handed it to him.

The man rubbed his hands in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I just opened, I don't have change, I can't find it." ”

Boiling Bing: "You don't need to look for it, you can take it all." ”

Man: "That's not going to work, or ...... I'll send you two more. ”

Boiling Bing nodded.

The man continued to sing: "Swords and swords, let me break into the club and show my skills......"

The man sang two or three songs in a row, and the white balls and tattooed brothers sung in each song were full of blood.

After singing, the man thanked everyone and limped out of the store with a jukebox.

Zhang Zizai looked at his back and said with a smile: "This big brother seems to be a person with a story, and he sings all the songs of the rivers and lakes." ”

Brother Gecko on the side listened to it and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang has good eyesight! He did come out to mix before!"

Zhang Zizai: "Oh?"

Gecko brother: "He's the big circle brother of the circle gang. ”

The tattooed brother was startled, stopped sucking chicken wings, and said loudly: "Circle Circle Bang

There's a play! The tattooed brother finally remembered something!

Hearing this, he threw down the meat skewers in his hand and chased them out in the direction where Brother Daquan left.

Boiling Bing and the tattooed brother stick together every day, and they already regard him as a good brother.

His good brother suddenly found a breakthrough in finding his memory, which made Xi Bing excited.

Zhang Zizai: "What's going on with this big circle brother?"

Brother Gecko sighed: "Speaking of which, it's actually a pity......

It turns out that Brother Daquan used to be a big guy who was all the rage, and he belonged to the second generation of black like Bai Maruzi.

It's a pity that the transformation failed later, the people rebelled and left, and the younger brothers all took refuge in the fork and fork gang of foreign forces, and the remaining diehards were also killed and wounded, and he was also broken leg and driven out of the rivers and lakes.

After chatting with a few people, Xi Bing walked back dejectedly.

Zhang Zizai: "How is it?"

Boiling Bing shook his head: "I've asked, I don't know." ”

Zhang Zizai turned his head to look at the tattooed brother, and the tattooed brother pressed his hand to his temple, trying to recall something.

After a minute, he smiled bitterly: "I can't remember it either, I feel like I've heard this name somewhere...... Circle..... Circle...... I remember! There seems to be such a line in my favorite song from the past, circle!"

Rub!

"Fuck off! I'll still circle and fork your circle!"

......

In a dilapidated rental house, the big circle brother of the circle gang took out a group photo from the drawer, and while stroking it with his hand, he said with tears in his eyes: "Brother, I'm sorry for you!"

......

At half past four o'clock in the afternoon of the second day, Zhang Zizai, Xi Bing, and Lyon hid under the tree at the entrance of the hospital, sat on the ground, and fought happily.

Not far away, a group of people were chattering about something, with their heads tilted up.

"78910J! I have one left!" Zhang Zizi looked at Leon happily.

Leon hung his head and said, "I can't afford it!"

Zhang Zizi was contented and ready to play the last card, but was stopped by Boiling Bing.

"Wait! Four A's! I'll blow it up!"

Zhang Zizai's face was like ashes: "Who are you with?"

Boiling C: "And you!"

Zhang Zizai: "Then you up?"

Boiling Bing: "I don't think about it, the explosion is even higher!"

Zhang Zizai: "Do you have three?"

"No. ”

Zhang Zizai: "I have it!"

Leon said happily: "It seems that you still have to wash the dishes this week!"

At this moment, there was a loud "bang" in the distance, and the yellow dots in the phone turned red.

Zhang Zizai hurriedly threw the card into the card team: "This game is not counted, it's time to get down to business!" After speaking, he stood up and ran, leaving Leon to stomp his feet angrily behind his back.

Zhang Zizai came to the crowd, pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

A woman in a white lab coat was lying on the ground, bright red blood pouring from her body, and the crowd around her was talking.

Zhang Zizai walked towards a dazed phantom in the crowd and smiled at her, "Here is the old girl?"