To the south of the mushroom house, five blocks away, there is a bar called "Canary", which is the closest nightclub.

Of course, in the nearby alleys, there are also some black young ladies who can't even see their faces at night, throwing away the winks that can only see white eyeballs, waving at Gu Lang and his party, and warmly inviting them to their own bar to sit down.

Gu Laosan refused with righteous words, saying that his buddy was a good boy with integrity. Wang Ping estimates that international observation is one thing, after all, there are still foreign friends watching. But the biggest possibility is that this product is afraid of being deceived. The devil knows if that dark pink alley is a bar or something.

After all, for most Chinese people, there is still a sense of aesthetic isolation for blacks. In case the place in the alley is really what Wang Ping imagined. Not to mention the problem of self-cleanliness, the visual impact alone is enough for someone and a certain badger to have nightmares for a long time.

Karatu is the largest city in the vicinity of the Ngorong Reserve, and its facilities and resources are far from comparable to those of a small town like Makuyuni. At least at night, there are still a lot of lights and pedestrians on the streets. Even if there are no public street lights on the side of the road, there is a light bulb hanging in front of the small shop that is open at night, so you don't have to worry about lions breaking into the brightly lit city center.

The group slipped to the door of the "canary" and walked in under the guidance of the bartender. In an instant, the deafening sound of music rushed straight to the brain. Even Wang Ping, who was in the backpack behind Gu Laosan, began to get excited at this moment.

After finding a booth on the dance floor, everyone ordered a dozen beers and continued to blow about the awesome they had just finished blowing in the restaurant. Of course, most of the time Gu Laosan was talking, and then a few foreigners made calls such as "wow", "oh, buy cakes", "cool~" from time to time.

Taking advantage of the dim light, Wang Ping got out of his backpack, squeezed to the wine table, fished a piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl and ate it.

Just as he was thinking about whether to spit out the watermelon seeds to the ground, he saw a small white hand slowly push a glass of beer in front of a badger's eyes.

Wang Ping looked up and saw that it was another girl among the three foreigners. At this time, the attention of Toller and the white girl was no longer on Wang Ping, but the girl who had been quiet among the three looked at Wang Ping with slightly curious eyes.

Beer?

Wang Ping looked down at the cup, a little nervous.

Although the physique of animals is different from that of humans, many human foods and drinks are fatal to animals.

For example, cats can't eat ham sausages and things with heavy flavors, dogs may poop after eating chocolate, hamsters can hang up and dry once they drink wine and wait for the New Year, etc.

But with the physique of buddies, we are not even afraid of snake venom, and drinking a little wine should not be a big problem, right?

A small furry paw hooked the handle of the beer mug and slowly pulled the cup into his arms.

In the past, Wang Ping was not a drinker. Belong to the category of people who can drink and don't drink.

But people are like that, the more they lose something, the more they want to get it again.

At present, Wang Ping, because he has lost his identity as a human being, has a strong possessive desire for everything that human beings have, including drinking, of course.

Casually put the watermelon peel on the edge of the fruit plate, Wang Ping held the beer glass with both paws, and lowered his head to take a sip.

emmm.. (￣︿￣)...... It's a bit unpleasant.

It seems that foreign beers are rarely as refreshing as those in China, either bitter or have a strange taste of fermentation. But if you want to say that it's because foreigners have a strong taste, it's not necessarily. Chinese liquor, hot pot, stinky tofu, and preserved eggs, just pick one out and make these foreigners kneel down and sing to conquer.

is like Bei Ye, it took more than ten years to climb to the top of the food chain, but before he could stand firmly, he was smashed down by Huaxia fans with preserved eggs.

Probably these turtles won't enjoy it.

Wang Ping summed up while taking small sips of beer.

It's hard to drink, but it's hard to drink, but it's okay to sit in a nightclub and drink again?

The noise of the music and the dim flickering lights always have a rhythm that makes people think chaotically. Before he knew it, Wang Ping drank all the beer in the cup. The last memory of a certain badger seems to have been in contact with someone's eyes for a long time, probably.

When I woke up again, it was already the next morning.

Humans wake up with a hangover, often accompanied by thirst, headaches, and a feeling of swelling and soreness in the limbs. Rather, what it feels like for animals to wake up from a hangover, so far, no scientist has concluded.

Wang Ping can say with certainty that he doesn't know about other animals, but when Brother Pingtou wakes up with a hangover, he is also thirsty, has a headache, and his limbs are as soft as noodles.

It seems that alcohol is alcohol, and snake venom is two different things. No matter how poisonous the body is, if you drink too much, you will vomit.

A mixed smell in the sensitive nose with multiple scents such as beef, seafood, and alcohol should come from someone's drunken vomit. Wang Ping shook his head, opened his eyes, and looked at the blue sky above him in a daze, his brain was still a little confused.

Wait! Something seems wrong.

Wang Ping blinked, and his mind slowly began to recover.

Yes, opening your eyes for Mao will see the sky, not the ceiling of the hotel?

Spicy next door!Gu Laosan threw Lao Tzu on the street?!

Wang Ping sat up suddenly, and the badger looked around with a confused face.

In the corner not far from him, there was a pool of vomit. There is no need to guess, since Gu Laosan is not here, it is obvious that a certain badger vomited it himself.

Unwilling to face the fact that a certain badger only has one cup of alcohol, Wang Ping secretly scolded that African beer is really strong......

In front of me is a cement compartment of less than two square meters, except for an iron gate, three sides are more than one meter high cement walls. On one side of the iron gate, there is also a cement platform that looks like a trough. In the open space in the compartment, there was a broken mat and some weeds, and a flat-headed brother who was slightly larger than Wang Ping was sleeping on the mat at this time.

How is this scene inexplicably familiar?

Wang Ping knocked his head vigorously. It's just a drink, is this another time travel, or is reality going back?

However, if you look closely, there is still a difference between this and the zoo where Wang Ping first appeared. At the very least, there were no stones in the compartment, and the concrete walls around it were bare, not even a single gap. There is also barbed wire on the wall. There is also a large lock hanging from the iron gate.

It seems that there are still many people who understand the habits of Brother Pingtou's escape from prison. At least with the conditions in front of him, Wang Ping couldn't come up with a way to escape for a while.

"Gu Laosan, don't let me see you again! If I meet you again, I won't kill you, and I will write the word upside down!"

Wang Ping hated it so much at this time. Just thinking about Gu Laosan's character is not bad, so he will not turn himself over to the country as a monster. But he didn't guard against someone, and he actually sent himself back to the zoo.

The most excessive thing is that he actually drunk Lao Tzu and sent it here, it's too insidious!

At this time, outside the iron gate, a sound of footsteps came.

The black guy who resembles a breeder, the difference is that this one is not wearing any uniform, but is shirtless, wearing a flower pants, and slippers appear outside the door.

“#￥#%￥......”

A completely incomprehensible language came out of the little brother's mouth, as if he was calling. Then, through the wall, the little brother used a tin bucket to pour a lump of white food into the cement trough inside.

"Isn't it...... Not even a snake this time?"

Wang Ping watched the other party take back the iron bucket in a daze, didn't even look at Wang Ping, turned around and walked away.

"Hiss ......"

There was a noise, and the "roommate" on the mat woke up, glanced back at Wang Ping, and then quickly ran to the trough and ate it in a big gulp.

emmm......

Wang Ping wrinkled the black and white little brain on the top of his head and looked at the figure of a certain one.

It's not just this environment, this brother, I think you're also very familiar!