Chapter Ninety-Eight.
It's a remote alley with a nondescript tavern at the end of the road.
Wherever you go!
This is the sign of the tavern.
It's hard to imagine a storefront in such a humble and cramped space.
Although it was only 7 p.m. at this time, the sign outside the door of this tavern had already been lit, and people came in and out from time to time.
Xia Chen walked into it, and when he appeared in the tavern, he was instantly locked by countless eyes.
There were not many people in the field, only about a dozen people, all distributed in different corners, including men and women, young and middle-aged, who were originally drinking alone in a dull state, but since Xia Chen entered, everyone raised their heads to look at him, even the bartender who was wiping the wine glass.
The bartender here is a beautiful woman in her 30s, still charming, wearing a V-neck suit, and her gestures are full of charm and charm.
Ignoring everyone's gaze, Xia Chen came to the bar and knocked lightly at the bar.
"Have a Margaret!"
The beautiful woman didn't say much, turned around and began to concoct, and after a while, a glass of wine was delivered to Xia Chen.
"The little handsome guy is very raw, the first time you came?"
The beautiful woman was very close, almost talking in Xia Chen's ear, her tone was numb and charming, which aroused the most primitive desires, and the tip of her nose was filled with a faint sweetness, which was not the smell of wine, but the smell of perfume emanating from her, and as far as the eye could see, it was a delicate and delicate skin.
"You can see that..... Are you the proprietress of this tavern?" Xia Chen smiled cynically, picked up the wine glass on the table and took a sip of it to his lips, looking at the beautiful woman with a playful gaze.
The beautiful woman smiled at Xia Chen, threw down her bewitching back and returned to her original position to continue wiping her wine glass, she didn't seem to intend to respond to Xia Chen's question.
Xia Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't step forward to ask, but continued to sit in his seat and drink.
Scanning the tavern without leaving a trace, the layout here is biased towards a foreign style, the lighting is dim but not emotional, and a solo piano is constantly playing in the hall, although monotonous, but perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment.
After drinking a glass of wine for nearly half an hour, Xia Chen was like a frustrated loser, immersed in a closed self-world, as if nothing around him could attract his attention and attention.
During this time, the bell on the wooden door of the tavern rang from time to time, and each sound represented the addition of a new guest.
Xia Chen found a very interesting phenomenon, only people who really want to drink here will not be afraid of everyone's gaze, and some people who happen to come in or accidentally will turn around and leave as soon as possible because they can't stand the oppressive atmosphere here.
The beautiful woman is very alert, except for the first time she had verbal contact with Xia Chen, she didn't come over to talk to her for the next half hour, even if Xia Chen drank the wine in front of her, she would only take a symbolic look, and then continue to be busy with her own business.
Really interesting place, interesting people......
Of course, this fun has a very different flavor.
Xia Chen felt that it was a waste of time to continue to sit, so he simply stopped pretending, he knocked on the table again and called the beautiful woman to come.
"Ask you something. ”
"Little handsome guy, I only drink here and don't talk about anything. ”
For the straightforwardness of the beautiful woman, the corners of Xia Chen's mouth hung slightly, his eyes stared at the empty wine glass in front of him, and kept playing, the wine glass and the table danced rhythmically, making a "dong dong" knocking sound.
"I'm here to learn more about Dark Flowers. ”
As soon as these words came out, the smile on the beautiful woman's face instantly froze, and a touch of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes, and she skillfully pulled out a pistol from her waist and pointed it at Xia Chen's head.
"You don't just come here to drink, who are you?"
It happened so suddenly, unexpectedly, but after a brief moment of consternation, the people in the tavern withdrew their surprised glances and replaced them with excitement and eagerness.
It's really a group of bloodthirsty guys, ordinary people may be scared when they see such a picture, their legs may be weak and they hug their heads, and only ruthless people who have been licking blood on the knife all year round will be so calm and comfortable.
Skimming the muzzle of the gun, which was less than a fist away from the center of his eyebrows, Xia Chen shrugged his shoulders as if he had nothing to do, "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I know who you are." ”
"You don't seem to have a grasp of the situation in front of you, don't be clever with me, or my gun might go off the rails, you know I'm not kidding. ”
The beautiful woman's willow eyebrows tightened, and she had already put her slender fingers on the board machine as she spoke, and it seemed that as long as there was any wind and grass, she would not hesitate to buckle it.
"Actually, you don't need to be so nervous, I'm just here to ask something. ”
Xia Chen said, pointing to the brandy not far away and smiled faintly: "Don't you mind if I drink your bar for free?"
As soon as the words fell, he really got up and brought the wine bottle to him, and calmly refilled a glass for himself, never looking at the beautiful woman with his eyes, or even the muzzle of the gun that had been aimed at his head.
"You're not afraid of death, or do you think I won't shoot!"
Xia Chen shook his finger at the beautiful woman while sipping his wine glass, "A person who can pull out a gun without hesitation, I don't think her courage is limited to taking out a gun, so there is no doubt that your deterrence is effective." ”
Seeing the beautiful woman frowning, Xia Chen put down the wine glass and looked away, "Why don't we sit down and talk slowly, to be honest, your thing is facing me, which affects the mood of drinking." ”
"The old lady doesn't have the time to talk nonsense with you, if you don't tell the truth, soon you will not drink wine, but Meng Po soup!"
As she spoke, she was about to pull the trigger, and there was no hesitation on her face at all.
"Whoosh!"
A flying knife flew past from the side, wiping the tip of Xia Chen's nose and staring accurately in front of the wine cabinet, three points into the wood, and the handle of the knife was still buzzing and resonating.
The beautiful woman looked slightly sideways at the bald man who was holding a knife to cut her nails, "Bald, are you with this kid?"
The bald man got up and got off the high stool, blew on the blade, glanced at Xia Chen, who was still drinking, and shrugged, "Boss, I don't know this kid, don't pull me with him." ”
"Then you're still...."
The beautiful woman wanted to continue, but was interrupted by the bald man, who shook the knife, and then put it on the tip of his tongue and licked it, revealing an extremely intoxicated expression, which made his whole body tremble on the spot.
"I just think it's too boring to kill him directly with a gun, why don't you let it be me, I'll use a knife to leave a little wound on his body, so that he slowly loses his temperature in fear and sorrow, isn't it more pleasant?"
"You're really a pervert!" the beautiful woman broke a sentence in disgust, and her footsteps gradually moved backwards, although she left, but the gun pointed at Xia Chen was never put down, until the bald man stood next to Xia Chen, scraping his face back and forth with a knife, and then slowly put the gun on the table.