Boom.

Ding Ding Ding.

The crisp, melodious and chaotic sound of bells rings on street corners. It's harsh, it's shocking.

When a few pedestrians on the street caught a glimpse of the woman making the bell, they distanced themselves from her. Stay away.

Neuropathy.

This was the thought of passers-by after witnessing the woman with ragged cuffs and a silver face.

Although the temperature has gradually risen, the temperature of more than ten degrees is really not suitable for wearing sandals, let alone barefoot.

But the woman was not only barefoot, but also had a bell tied to her crystal clear ankles. Coupled with this plain white long skirt, her head is full of dazzling silver threads. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a normal person.

Luckily, this street is not a main street, but a road in the suburbs. There are not many people, and there are fewer cars. Otherwise, it will definitely attract an absurd onlooker and discussion.

Rushing.

The bell rang out as the woman's legs moved, but she ignored it, just walked forward with her eyes blank. There is no purpose, no end, and no scenery along the way. Like a shell that has lost its soul and self-consciousness.

Creak.

The door opened at a bar that had not yet opened, and the subtle sound reached the ears of the silver girl. She tilted her head slightly, paused for a moment, and then headed for the bar.

She didn't know why she was going to the bar, and she didn't know what she was doing at the bar. But she knew she was unhappy, very unhappy. She wanted to vent, but she didn't want to kill. She didn't know how to ease the emotion, and she had never tried it before.

Push the door in. When the bar manager saw a shockingly dressed woman come in, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Miss, we are not open yet." ”

The silver girl ignored it, slowly entered, and sat down at the bar. Stunned.

The manager who has read countless people doesn't know who this cold woman is, but according to his experience, this kind of person is usually not easy to mess with. So he put down what he was doing, turned to the bar and said, "Miss, what do you want to drink?" ”

"It." The silver woman gestured to a bottle of whiskey.

"Wait a minute." The manager smiled, took a bottle of whiskey, a glass, put a few cubes of ice, and handed it to the silver girl.

The silver girl grabbed the bottle, didn't pour it into the glass, and swallowed it wildly to her lips.

Seeing this, the manager hurriedly persuaded him: "Miss, drinking so much hurts your body." ”

"Huh?" The silver girl, who drank half of the bottle in one gulp, put down the bottle, wiped the moistness from the corner of her lips, and looked at the manager blankly.

"You're getting drunk quickly." The manager said. "Do you have any friends? I'll help you get in touch, save you from getting drunk and can't go back. ”

The manager is not a good person, nor is he a completely bad person. If it was a night, a night full of lights and wine, and crazy men and women were gathered, he wished that the crazy men and women who didn't know why would pour more, vomit more, and drink again after vomiting. In this way, he earns more and gets more commissions. But now, looking at this woman who was dressed a little frighteningly, but her expression was very confused, he rarely persuaded with kindness.

Perhaps, she is a lovelorn girl.

The well-informed manager sighed softly.

"Nope." The silver girl raised the bottle again and poured it.

"What about the family? There should always be a family, right? The manager said with a smile.

"Nope." The silver girl threw away the empty bottle, strange to the taste of the liquid. She hadn't drunk before, and she didn't know what it was like to be drunk in her manager's mouth. But when she found that the bottle of liquid that was difficult to swallow down her throat swallowed, the strange thoughts in her head were relieved.

Raising his left hand, he pointed to the wine bottle behind the manager and said, "Also." ”

The manager smiled wryly, but also a little shocked.

This woman is so good at drinking. If the customers who came to the store were all women like her, who drank well, he could also retire early.

The manager took another bottle for her, and before he could speak, the silver girl lifted the lid and filled it.

One minute.

The Silver Maiden drank another bottle of spirits. She wiped the corners of her mouth and burped slightly. A bewitching flush appeared on his cheeks, which were as white as snow. It's tempting.

"Miss, you're getting drunk so quickly. Don't drink anymore. The manager smiled wryly and persuaded him.

"Give it to me." The silver girl ignored it and pointed to the drinks in the wine cabinet.

"Miss—"

"Give it to me." The silver girl repeated impatiently.

The manager had nothing to do and took her another bottle. He was thinking about whether he didn't need to call her family later, and just called an ambulance.

"It's so bad." The silver girl frowned slightly, threw away the empty bottle, and muttered to herself. "But I want to drink."

The manager didn't wait for the silver girl to squeak this time, and took the initiative to hand her the fourth bottle.

He didn't know what the girl in front of him was stimulating, and she drank so desperately. But he can be sure of one thing, this woman's alcohol is amazingly large, and a macho man who is so big that he is not drunk with a thousand glasses will be ashamed of himself. Including him, a veteran who has been in the scene for a long time.

After drinking the fifth bottle, the silver girl raised her head with dull eyes, and said lightly: "Is there ice cream?" ”

The manager's mind was a little overwhelmed, and he hesitated. "Ice cream, you say?"

"Hmm." The silver girl nodded.

"Wait a minute, I'll buy it for you." Since you have decided to be a good person, then a good person will do it to the end. Anyway, it's not open now, and it's impossible for any customers to come in and make trouble.

He went to the supermarket next door to buy a few boxes of ice cream, and when he handed it to this girl with a refined temperament, the woman shook her head and said, "Don't eat this." ”

"What to eat?" The manager asked, sweating profusely.

"Hagen—" The silver woman said halfway, and then stopped the words in a sluggish voice, and murmured softly. "I don't eat it. He didn't like me. ”

The manager couldn't figure out what the girl was talking about, but one thing was for sure, she had been hurt by a man. And the injury is not light.

"It's not interesting to drink alone, why don't I have two drinks with you?" The manager turned to the bar and said with a smile.

"Whatever."

The silver girl didn't say much to him, opened a bottle of spirits and continued to pour it.

Ding dong.

The wine bottle fell on the bar, and the silver girl's beautiful eyes, which were blank but clear as water, finally had a trace of confusion. She drank ten bottles, and it only took half an hour. And the manager who said to drink with her couldn't hold it after drinking three bottles.

ran to the bathroom and vomited, and glanced at the silver girl with a pale face, and his heart was extremely emotional. If this girl comes to the bar as a barmaid, she can probably help the bar make a lot of money. But the thought was fleeting. The manager who has read countless people can see that this girl is not an ordinary person. It doesn't matter if she's dressed in a shocking way or not. Her conversation and temperament are not what an ordinary girl should have.

Seeing that the silver girl finally stopped asking for drinks, the manager smiled and handed her a glass of warm water and said, "Let's go home when you're done." It's not safe for a girl to drink too much outside. ”

The silver girl didn't make a sound, just sat in her chair blankly.

Seeing him like this, the manager couldn't help frowning slightly and said, "You don't have any money?" ”

"Yes." The silver girl nodded. "I have fifty million."

The manager thought the girl's way of talking was really strange, and said. "You drank ten bottles, five thousand eight in all. I'll give you a discount, just give five thousand. ”

After saying this, he looked at the silver girl calmly. found that the silver girl was just sitting on the chair without moving, and she didn't mean to give money at all.

"What's wrong with you?" The manager asked.

"The money is not on me." The silver girl shook her head.

"Then what does it matter to me that you have 100 million?" The manager felt very aggrieved and impatient.

He can be a good person once, but when it comes to money, he will definitely not tolerate it. After all, he didn't open the bar, and if he didn't pay the bill for drinking, he needed to pay for it. He could be a good guy for free, but he could be a good guy for a long time—too expensive for a man of his temperament.

"If you don't pay the bill, I'm going to call the police." The manager said majestically and intimidatingly.

"Whatever." The silver girl said lightly. Then he slowly closed his eyes, no longer squeaked, and had no intention of leaving.

The manager was stunned by his actions.

If you don't give money, forget it, and don't plan to leave? Is there anyone in the world who eats overlord meals like her? You're too fat, aren't you?

"Then you can contact your friends, gentlemen, who are not open yet, can you come back at six o'clock in the evening?" With a professional smile on his face, the manager said to the seven or eight guests who had broken in unexpectedly.

"We're not here to drink." One of them said coldly.

"So what?" The manager's mind is a little messed up. How did you get some neurotics today?

"Kill."

The manager's pupils dilated suddenly, not frightened by the words of the person who spoke, but by the pitch-black dagger that suddenly appeared in his hand.

Sou!

The dagger bounced out and shot straight at the manager. The stiff-legged manager was unable to dodge and watched as the dagger shot at his throat.

Bite!

A crisp voice rang out, and the dagger was jerked away by a bare hand. Saved the manager's life.

It was the silver girl who made the shot, and she was sitting in a chair in a daze. When the dagger fired, she stretched out her left hand and flicked it away.

The manager looked at the silver girl in shock, not knowing how she had done it. couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, and just about to say something, the silver girl said lightly: "Go." ”

The manager didn't say a word, and quickly fled through the back door.

"Killers save people, too?" The door to the bar was slammed shut, and the man in the lead, dressed in simple and dark, raised an eyebrow. "You're such a strange person."

The two guarded the door, and the other six pressed in a triangle to the silver girl sitting at the bar. Sealed off all her retreats.

The silver girl turned around slightly, and glanced at these uninvited guests with a blank and confused gaze, her rosy lips opened slightly, and said, "I don't want to kill, leave." ”

"But I want to kill." The snake-like eyes of the man at the head stared at the silver girl, full of anger. "Kill my 'god' eight masters, you still want to survive in this world?"

"I don't want to." The silver girl shook her head lonely. But then he raised his head again, glanced at the man with clear eyes, and said. "But you can't kill me."

"Really?" The man, who was about thirty years old, smiled contemptuously and waved sharply. "Kill!"

Whoosh!

The cold light flickered in the dim bar, and the five black-clothed people behind him rushed towards the silver girl sitting on the chair like five ghosts, like five devils with teeth and claws, with green faces and fangs, and a murderous aura!

~~ Ask for flowers!