Melodious jazz music swirls in the dimly lit bar, and the mellow drinks are even more poetic. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A young girl in a bar dress stood calmly behind the bar, shaking the wine jar in her hand with a cold gaze, and her movements were simple and smart.

There was no one in the bar, and the air conditioner was blowing back and forth in the room, making the whole room even more air-conditioned. However, the girl in the bar clothes didn't care about everything in front of her at all, and still shook the wine jar, as if in his eyes there was only this wine jar in the whole world.

Suddenly, a crisp bell came from the door, the girl in the bar did not speak, her hand was still shaking the wine jar, and the person at the door did not wait for the greeting in the house, rang the doorbell and waited for a while before walking in.

Soon, a man in a black trench coat approached the bar and did so, and then he gently removed the black top hat from his head and placed it on the bar, revealing his young and terrifying face, and the black pattern tattooed a skeletal image on his face, enveloping the skull. The lifelike technique made people feel a chill at once, and they only felt that the skeleton had seeped out of this person's body.

However, the girl in the bar clothes was not shocked by this face, and asked very lightly, "What do you drink?" The expression was relaxed as if dealing with ordinary guests on weekdays.

"Clear water. The skeleton boy said coldly, facing the girl in the bar clothes with delicate facial features, he didn't have the slightest nostalgia to peek, but looked at the colorful wine bottles in the cabinet behind the girl in the bar clothes.

The girl in the bar suit quickly handed a glass of pure water to the skeleton boy, so fast that it was suspected that it had been prepared long ago.

Perhaps because of the hard work of the journey, the skeleton boy was indeed a little thirsty, so he took the glass of water in front of him and drank it down.

"Would you like another drink?" asked the girl in the bar. The skeleton boy pushed the glass forward and shook his head.

The corners of the girl's mouth were slightly hooked, and the shallow smile was intoxicating. "It's a silly thing to be in a bar without a glass next to you. The skeleton boy thought for a moment when he heard this, and felt that what the other party said was very reasonable, so he nodded, and the girl in the bar filled a glass of water for him again, and the skeleton boy held the cup in his hand lightly and took a symbolic sip.

Then there was no dialogue between the two, and the jazz music flowed slowly in front of the two, like a babbling stream into a midnight mountain stream, rushing naturally and quietly.

Although the girl in the bar clothes did not show her emotions, she enjoyed the feeling at the moment.

Although in front of me is a person who looks a little scary.

The water in the glass is slowly evaporating invisibly, and time is also passing rapidly in the evaporated water molecules.

Suddenly, the dull sound of the bell immediately obscured the beautiful jazz music completely, and only the leisurely echo remained between the beams and columns.

The bell struck, and the door of the bar was pushed open with a huge force, and a cold wind blew in from outside, making the room a little cooler. As they approached, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, and with a clang, the door closed again, and a shuddering moan came out.

An extremely burly middle-aged man walked in, this middle-aged man was tall and fat, looked like he was three hundred pounds, and the floor under his feet would make a "crunch" sound every time he took a step. The fat middle-aged man was wearing a white shirt on his upper body, a black bib pants on his lower body, and a pair of brown leather shoes on his feet were muddy and dirty. He has short hair like steel stubble on the top of his head, and a pair of round eyes that spin back and forth in his narrow eyes.

Behind him was a long object about his size, but it was heavily shoveled by a white bandage, and it was in an oval shape, as if it was carrying a huge white cocoon chrysalis, which was funny but not laughable.

The fat middle-aged man came to the bar and sat down on the chair, which let out a moan. The skeleton boy suddenly sensed that maybe the man would moan wherever he went.

"Hey, Miss, hello, I hope I'm not late. The fat man laughed, his eyes exuding an obscene and evil aura, and he looked up and down the sensitive parts of the girl in the bar.

"It's not too late, it's just the beginning. The girl in the bar clothes didn't care about the obscenity of the fat man, and still said calmly: "What to drink?"

"Bloody Mary!" the fat man looked at the girl in the bar clothes with a playful look. The girl in the bar dress nodded, and quickly concocted a glass of Bloody Mary with both hands, not much slower than the glass of water given to the skeleton boy.

The fat man shook the cup in his hand, looked at the light on the ceiling through the wine in the cup, shook his head lightly, and said, "This wine is not strong enough." After that, he put it in front of the girl in the bar clothes and said, "It should be a little thicker." ”

The girl in the bar clothes looked cold, and did not show the slightest dissatisfaction with the fat man's fault, after taking the glass, she poured the wine in it casually, and then placed the cup on the bar, and at the same time took out an ice pick with her right hand, and slashed it on the palm of her left palm before the skeleton boy could react, and then the red blood flowed out.

The girl in the bar clothes used the cup to catch her own blood, and when she received a full cup, she handed the cup to the fat man again.

The fat man didn't use the light to look at the wine this time, but picked up the cup and drank the red and warm blood inside, and then praised it with a smile: "Good wine!"

The skeleton boy only felt that the bloody breath wafted out of the fat man's mouth, and he couldn't help but frown in disgust. Gently grip the palm of your hand on the cup and release it. There were countless cracks on the transparent glass, but there was no damage to the cup, and the water in the cup did not flow out of it. The broken crack adds a chic aesthetic to the glass.

"Little brother is a good method!" the fat man said, turning a blind eye to the disgust that the skeleton boy showed to him, as if he didn't feel it at all, and at the same time looking at the girl in the bar clothes again The eyes were no longer as unscrupulous as before, I don't know if it was because of the girl in the bar clothes or the skeleton boy.

The girl in the bar made another glass of Bloody Mary and handed it to the fat man, who obediently took the glass and said nothing.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door, and it could be heard that the person knocking on the door was very cautious. After hearing no answer in the room for a long time, he knocked lightly again, and then the door of the bar was pushed open, and a young face reached in and asked timidly: "I'm sorry, I saw that there was a 'closed business' sticker on the door, um... Can I come in?"