Du Yueming's gaze swept over the headline of the newspaper that he had been observing for a long time, and read it carefully.

Reading it throughout, the main content is roughly that this time, the Darkest Society dispatched ten councillors to launch a general attack on the Marst Line. Black Iron City belongs to the 23rd War Zone, and the chief of the 23rd War Zone, although Commander Wu Minghua single-handedly stopped a councilor who was driving here, but the power of plague and calamity in the dark world was accompanied by the power of plague and calamity, even if he retreated, he left a place of chaos.

For a while, the Black Iron City fell into a black panic of the spread of the plague.

The story of Dr. Jack takes place in this context, and it is basically about how miraculous the doctor cured the plague, and how he did not charge the poor, how kind he was, and so on.

The humanistic pen that wrote this report is excellent, the story of Dr. Jack is written with ups and downs, and the characters are depicted in an extremely three-dimensional way, and Du Yueming reads it like reading a fantasy novel.

The news pays attention to documentary, and such a hyped way of writing makes Du Yueming feel that the author is more attracting attention than serious reporting. Maybe the story has a certain truth, but Du Yueming's intuition tells him that it is too exaggerated.

Is this the style of writing in the world's newspapers? Last time, the "Yangxicheng Daily" wrote what it means to be idle and virtuous, and it was quite nonsense.

However, there are two details in this report that have attracted Du Yueming's attention.

One is the Association of the Darkest, and the other is ten councillors.

The existence of the Association of the Darkest Ones, which Rison once mentioned to Du Yueming, is an organization located at the top of the dark world, and every councilor is a strong person who can change the pattern of one side. It stands to reason that the report involving this kind of person should be mysterious and rather vague, but this report is very detailed, and the ten big names are by no means groundless, because the author even lists the names of the ten parliamentarians.

This kind of information should be sold in the intelligence market, but the author wrote it openly, which is really a bit unbelievable.

Du Yueming's keen insight told him that this was the key, even though the whole story seemed to be hyping up the Dr. Jack.

He thought of this and looked towards the author's signature. The author is not signed, and there is only one image in the signature.

Chicken head imprint printed in black ink.

This pattern looks quite ordinary and does not have the slightest sense of uniqueness.

Is it possible that the author's name is called "chicken"? How can anyone call himself such a name? This word is still a bit insulting.

"Have a cocktail, the same concoction as this one. Thank you. ”

A man's voice suddenly appeared in Du Yueming's ears, making Du Yueming's consciousness return to reality when he lowered his head and thought.

Du Yueming turned his head to see that he was a middle-aged man, with a round face and slightly chubby, a cleanly shaved beard, and decent clothes.

"Drink. ”

The man put his hand on the bar, smiled at Du Yueming, and politely signaled, it seemed that he was just a drinker who met in Pingshui.

"Hmm. ”

Du Yueming nodded in response, not planning to talk about anything. His attribute of not being allowed to enter is still not much improved.

The waiter served the same cocktail as Du Yueming.

The man picked up the glass with one hand and tapped the table twice with the other. The man's fingers are slender and good-looking, but a few black and long hand hairs make Du Yueming feel that the scenery is ruined, okay, although the hand hair looks a little more manly.

The man took a sip and then accosted: "I love to travel, I like to pass by new scenery, and I like to drink new wine, Your Excellency's taste is good, but the fruity aroma is too strong but it covers the taste of wine." ”

Du Yueming felt that there was something in the man's words, and looked sideways, with an expression of "waiting for the following".

The man continued: "I don't know if your Excellency wants to try my drinking method, meeting is fate, I invite this cup, how about it?"

Du Yueming decided that this man should not have appeared in his memory, and the man's questioning method was not strong, so it was not offensive. Du Yueming thought about it and didn't refuse, and said, "Then try it." ”

"A corner of lime, an ounce of orange wine, a half an ounce of agave, a half ounce of lime juice, a salt edge, a pinch of ice. Shake legally. Two glasses in total, thank you. The man skillfully reported to the bartender the ingredients and methods of the mixo, and it was obvious that he should be an old drinker.

Du Yueming didn't know much about this, so he didn't comment on anything, although he actually wanted to render the atmosphere and pretend to understand it very well and echo the two pretending words, but this thing's understanding of cocktails was limited to a dozen pieces a bottle of RIO that was still in the age of the earth. But after drinking a lot of drinks, Du Yueming still thinks that a bottle of black happy water with 3 soft girl coins is the best, but it is a pity that there is no such happy existence in this world.

Two cocktails, reddish at the bottom and yellowish at the top, were quickly served, garnished with lime slices.

The man discharged a few large coins, oh no, gold coins, and the waiter politely withdrew after giving the wine.

"It's called Margaret, and it's a nostalgic wine for love. Years ago, a bartender's lover died in an accident, and the master did it in grief. Salt frost represents tears of remembrance, lime expresses sour sorrow, and agave represents his deceased girlfriend. It tastes fresh and sweet, but I know that every sip of people is sad and sour. The man explained, taking the wine to his throat.

Du Yueming also took a few sips like a man, and said: "It's really a poignant story, but it's a pity that I'm not a person who understands wine." ”

"It's not important, it's important that Your Excellency reminds me of some memories. The man said, pulling out a light pink cherry blossom from the front breast pocket of Du Yueming's shirt. It's winter now, but this cherry blossom is so pink that it doesn't wither in the slightest.

Du Yue thought about it carefully, this flower he had seen in the room of the hotel, at that time he was still puzzled that there was no cherry blossom tree nearby, where did the cherry blossoms come from, maybe the person who lived in this room before was a girl who loved flowers, maybe it was left by people who love beautiful things. Du Yueming felt that it was a pity to lose it directly, so he put it in its place, but he clearly remembered that he had never brought this flower with him.

"Can you give me these extra flowers?" the man asked.

Du Yueming suddenly became vigilant, and after hesitating for a moment, he chose to nod.

"Thank you. The man got up, he leaned over Du Yueming's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Tonight, stay in the bar for a long time and have fun, don't go back too early." ”

Du Yueming seemed to be pulled by an unknown force, and nodded in a trance.

The man finished speaking and left, and on the table was Margaret, who had only drunk half of it.

By the time Du Yueming came back to his senses, the man had long since disappeared.

The bar is still bustling with the smell of alcohol and perfume, dazzling lights, writhing flesh, all kinds of people and all kinds of erosive smells.

Du Yueming chased him out, inside the tavern was a warm orange world, and outside the bar was the vast night and the cold street.

He looked around, but the man was long gone.

What do the man's brainless words mean?

Du Yueming exhaled and rubbed his hands, it was too cold outside, he still planned to go back to the bar first.

But just as he turned around. A loud roar rang out.

The hotel, which was only a few walls away, suddenly exploded.

A huge touch of flesh pierced the entire inn, reaching the sky, and the giant tentacle emitted a scarlet light that tore through the corner of the night. Above the tentacles were countless eyes, large and small, and the flesh part twitched and squirmed, looking horrible and disgusting, and people didn't want to look at it directly.