The starry bar is relatively clean, because most of the students who come here to play are students with little social experience, and the manager of this bar is not bold enough to dare to trick students into taking drugs Other book friends are reading: Beidou Tiankuilu full text free reading. Besides, Shi Shaowang, the real owner of this bar, did not allow him to do so.

In Shi Shaowang's territory, people who are not addicted to drugs are lured into drug addiction in order to be picked off Other book friends are reading: Jin Yu Family Read the full text.

The manager of this bar and the big brother of the spectator is named Mak Shaoming. Twenty-three years old this year, he followed Shi Shaowang to carry a knife and stick and pin his head to the waistband of his trousers for five years, and laid down the country in the western district of the city for Shi Shaowang.

Shi Shaowang is interesting enough, although this starry bar is his, but he doesn't want any income from this bar, and it is all Mai Shaoming's to make money and lose money. There is only one condition, and that is to follow the rules of the game and don't trouble him.

Mai Shaoming is also a man who stands up to the sky, although he doesn't say it, but his heart is as bright as a mirror.

Among Shi Shaowang's many people, he is the oldest. In the past five years, he has been injured many times, even if there is no credit, hard work is indispensable!

He knew that this was the special care given to him by his eldest brother Shi Shaowang, and Mai Shaoming had paid for everything, and now it was time to get something back. So Shi Shaowang wanted to change the law to compensate him, let him make more money, start a family as soon as possible, and quit this circle as soon as possible.

Mak Shao understood. But the more Shi Shaowang treated him, the more he felt that he couldn't live up to his eldest brother's kindness, no matter what, he had to run this bar well, and put aside the money first, at least he couldn't have an accident in his own hands, and he couldn't make trouble for his eldest brother. {Leaderboard}

But right now, it was the short-haired girl on the bar who was dressed up and looked good, which made Mak Shaoming a little uneasy.

She comes here at least once a weekend, and every time she stays no longer than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, when other book friends are reading: The Legend of Snolia. I only ordered one kind of wine, Bloody Mary, but I never got drunk, I just drank until I was slightly drunk, and I stopped when I ordered it.

As long as she was there, Mak Shaoming felt like there was a time bomb in his bar, and he had to sit dutifully at the bar and act as a bartender for her.

Mai Shaoming was a little aggrieved, not because of how deep this girl's background is, but because of the identity between the two, a thief and a soldier.

Just like a mouse and a cat, a seemingly docile but extremely fierce cat lying at the door of the mouse nest, can the mouse inside be steady?

Mai Shaoming knows her, the deputy captain of the criminal police of the Chengxi Public Security Bureau, Meng Qingya. A tough policewoman who doesn't recognize her six relatives when she gets serious, and her eldest brother Shi Shaowang has to retreat from her.

Whenever Meng Qingya sat down at the bar, Mai Shaoming would order the people below to be vigilant like a great enemy, and he must not cause any fights and brawls at this moment to give himself eye medicine, let alone let any colored embryo with eyes and beads touch the moldy head of this Bodhisattva.

After Meng Qingya staggered away drunk, Mai Shaoming would also follow her all the way nervously, acting as a bodyguard, until she returned home safely, and the stone in Mai Shaoming's heart fell to the ground. If something happened to a deputy captain of the criminal police in his field, he couldn't afford to take this responsibility!

Nima, could it be that this girl is here to ruin her business? I have no enmity with her, so I don't sit in my own yard every day and stare at her, right?

For half a year, Mai Shaoming wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, his foundation was naturally not clean, even if he didn't carry the murder case, there were several serious injury cases with his share of the power. As the saying goes, being a thief has a weak heart, and Mai Shaoming is facing such a policewoman who is known for her iron-faced selflessness, and it is too late to hide!

Meng Qingya was still sitting quietly on the stool, holding a lady's cigarette between her slender fingers, and gently shaking the goblet in her other hand, she looked at the scarlet Bloody Mary in the cup with a blank expression, her eyes were full of indescribable sadness and resentment.

"It's been three years, you've been away from me for three years, I said I'd wait for you, even if it's thirteen years, thirty years, I'll wait. The corners of her ruddy mouth curled slightly, outlining a bitter smile.

"Oh, little girl, why are you drinking alone, what are you worried about to tell your brother?" a duck-like voice came from behind Meng Qingya.

With a "poof", Mai Shaoming stood up and stared at the yellow-haired ruffian with a purple face standing behind Meng Qingya. Mak Shaoming was sure that he threw the beer bottle on the bar in his face a second before this ruffian plotted against Meng Qingya.

"Get out!" Meng Qingya didn't look back, and took a puff of cigarette gently, without any emotion in her voice. This kind of third-rate ruffian who only has a color heart on weekdays but has a color gall after drinking a few taels of inferior cat urine, Meng Qingya has seen a lot, and has also knocked over a lot. For this kind of person who kicks his nose and face, Meng Qingya doesn't want to entangle with him more.

"Yo he, the little girl is still quite angry, haha, my brother likes hot girls!" The man was not angry but happy, his face that was red to purple because of alcohol stimulation was full of lewd laughter, and he sat down beside Meng Qingya unceremoniously, and turned his head to make a provocative look at the dumbfounded animals around him, he regarded those pitying eyes as a worship of his fearless pickle girl spirit.

Meng Qingya turned her head lazily, her eyes were drunk, and her expression was quite lazy: the legend of the fifth generation. She squinted and glanced at the ruffian beside her: he was filthy-looking, wearing a dress bought from a stall, thinking that he was much more handsome than others with a strange hairstyle and dyed yellow hair, and there was nothing worthy of the audience on his whole body.

She scoffed, in addition to disdain in her eyes, she still disdain, "Get out, don't let me say it for the third time!"

"Ahh It is said that wine is bold and cowardly, and Huang Mao made a move that he regretted for months, and he raised his arm obscenely, wanting to touch the white and red face of the beautiful woman in front of him.

Mai Shaoming on the side had already picked up the wine bottle, ready to look for a throwing angle that could not only blow the yellow hair's head but not affect Meng Qingya.

Just as Meng Qingya's eyes lit up and he was about to subdue the hateful fly, Huang Mao's body suddenly leaned back, was suddenly pulled down from the stool, and fell to the ground on all fours.

Before he could curse, he noticed a big foot stomping down his arm with a fierce wind, without mercy.

With a "click" and a crisp bone breaking sound, Huang Mao didn't even scream, and fainted directly with the strength of the drowsy wine.

"Even my woman wants to get involved? Cutting off your arm is a lesson, and next time I will directly kill you!" Wang Tianyou stepped over Huang Mao's body with disdain, staring at the woman in front of him who was similar to the two three years ago, his eyes were full of disbelief and a faint trace of anger. To see the first ad-free, please go to Pinha 18 Please share