In the bleak night, the cold wind howled, as if the souls of the dead were crying in a low voice. Han Yu, dressed in a black trench coat, stood outside the car and raised his head to glance at the bar.

"Boss, this is the happy time, the farmer's nest." The ink muffled his voice beside him.

Since he knew that Han Yu wanted to unify the north of the city, the information collected by the dawn side about the peasants, called donkeys and small carpenters and others was continuously sent to Shatian. Like here, it is naturally the focus of attention on the mobile phone.

"According to the news, the farmer is here at this time." Ink whispered.

Han Yu nodded, and walked forward first, the ink coming from behind.

As soon as they entered the bar, they were greeted by someone who asked them if they wanted to play up, middle, or down. The inkblot next to him smiled and said yes, and the man stepped aside and ignored them.

After the two entered the bar, Mo Bit explained to Han Yu softly: "There is an underground casino in this happy time, if we want to play, someone will take us down." It's entertainment, bowling, billiards and the like, for people's pastime. , it's the bar. ”

Han Yu's nose wrinkled slightly: "I didn't expect him to be quite good at making money!" ”

The two of them found a place to sit, and there were people singing soothing music next to them, and there were people writhing leisurely on the dance floor, and the tables were almost full.

Han Yu and Moji walked for a while before sitting down in a corner. The surroundings are very elegant, there is no imaginary noise and noise, and there is no so harsh heavy metal music. It seems that the farmer is very attentive to the operation here, or rather, the manager he hired is very good.

Han Yu's glorious post-80s in Beihai County has already opened, but I have to say that the business is far less good than that of the farmers here, and the cleaning is not as attentive here.

The two of them ordered a beer, and sat down and drank, their eyes naturally roaming around. They stayed here not only to see how the peasants reacted to their seizure of the donkey's territory, but also how he coped with the fact that his own men were smashing his yard.

It would be even more pleasant if there was a chance to kill this peasant. Han Yu squinted, like a male lion, with a domineering gaze patrolling the place that was about to become his territory.

This is a place for white-collar consumption, and mature beauties can be seen everywhere. Here, they unloaded their iceberg-like awe-inspiring camouflage, or charming, or amorous to signal to the surroundings. Of course, where there are more women, there will be another animal, men.

Therefore, there are already many people around who are affectionately hugging each other, who is afraid that they don't know each other a second ago.

Some women want to come here to catch a golden beetle, if she is lucky, and some women are purely here to indulge themselves. Yes, indulgence, not so-called relaxation.

This is an era of presumptuousness, and in presumptuous places, they take it for granted that they are unbridled with their bodies and minds.

The melodious music is still playing around, so maybe it's a good choice to just drink until the end of the show. Han Yu leaned back on the sofa, holding a wine glass, with a leisurely expression, not worried much about Gu Ziwen.

As a killer, his grasp of advance and retreat and timing has reached a peak realm. If he cooperates here, then tonight's plan will go smoothly.

"I'm going to add some ice." Han Yu stood up, and the ink wanted to follow but he refused, just to add some ice to the beer.

Han Yu sat in a swivel chair in front of the bar, and he found that it felt better to drink here than in that corner, so he sat down. Shaking the beer in his hand, his eyes gently fell on the singer who was singing with heavy makeup on the stage.

After every singer finishes singing, he applauds, not because he sings well, but because he is used to it.

"May I sit down?" There is a faint and elegant fragrance coming from the nose, which is the smell of perfume, but it is not the smell that ordinary perfume can have.

Han Yu turned his eyes slightly, and saw a girl with shawl hair, professional clothes, and an elegant temperament sitting down next to him.

Han Yu smiled a little unexpectedly, and his eyes fell back to the stage: "You have already sat down, what are you asking?" ”

The girl's delicate brows furrowed slightly, as if she didn't expect that she would be treated so coldly. She also swept her eyes to the stage, but she really had no interest in such a substandard performance.

He retracted his gaze and said directly, "Can you invite me to a drink?" ”

There are a lot of girls who take the initiative to talk to people in bars, but they usually wear low-cut clothes with open necklines, miniskirts that can't even cover their buttocks, and they usually ask for alcohol after a few laps with customers on boring and hypocritical things like names.

Although Han Yu doesn't often soak in bars, he also knows that no one will dress so conservatively and speak so bluntly like the one in front of him.

He raised his hand and waved it gently at the waiter.

"Hello, what do you want?" The waiter asked Han Yu with a smile, but his eyes swept the girl quietly.

"Bring this young lady a beer." Han Yu said with a smile.

"I don't drink beer!"

"And what do you want to drink?" Han Yu looked at the girl.

"Flaming Mountain." The girl said very directly.

Han Yu glanced at the waiter: "Give her a cup of Flame Mountain and record it on my account." ”

With that, he picked up his beer and walked straight to the corner without looking at the girl.

"Hmph, two hundred and five!" The girl looked at his back and pursed her lips disdainfully, as if all those who flattered her in this world were fools.

The waiter glanced at her with a stunned look, then at Han Yu, and shook his head with a wry smile. One thousand eight hundred and eight cups of Flame Mountain, the result was in exchange for such an evaluation. But people are willing to fight and suffer, what can he do?

"Alas, boss, that chick was good just now, what are you talking about? Soak you? Han Yu returned to their table, and as soon as he sat down, the ink came over and asked with a smirk.

Ink, Mountain Cannon and Wolf Tooth, Mountain Cannon is the kind of person who is a powerful person, and he will meticulously carry out what Han Yu orders. Such people are honest and honest. And Wolf Tooth is the kind of person who is very capable and has a strong principled surname, and he is usually a little quiet like Gu Ziwen.

And the ink is different, like his name, the ink, he can make other people's ears idle, and he can't let his mouth be idle. Sometimes, I even dare to joke with Han Yu, such as now.

Glancing at him gently, Han Yu said angrily: "What are you soaking, ask me for a glass of wine!" ”

"Oh," Ink nodded, and suddenly said, "Then this is also because of your charm, boss." Look at it, there are so many people around here, why doesn't he ask others to go, but just look for you? What does this mean? Glamorous! Boss, you have to teach me, teach me two hands, pity me for living until now, just run three times before I see it, I'm still a virgin! ”

Han Yu rolled his eyes and said disdainfully: "It's a man who has been dealt with, right?" As he spoke, his gaze bent downward, gently sweeping between his legs.

Mo hurriedly put his hands together and said with a dry smile: "No, no, absolutely not, you can rest assured that I am definitely the ...... of the national standard."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly paused. Han Yu followed his gaze and saw a young man walking over where Han Yu was sitting just now.

Apparently very interesting to the girl next to him, he waved over to the waiter, ordered two more glasses of the Flaming Mountain, one for himself, and then handed the other to the girl.

The girl was drinking, and when she saw another cup in front of her, she took it without refusing, took it, and then took it behind her and let go......

When there was a crisp sound, it seemed that even the surrounding music could not be hidden. One thousand eight hundred and eighty cups of the mountain of flames became a yellow soup......

The smile on the face of the young man in the suit and leather shoes on the opposite side suddenly froze, and he felt that everyone around him was looking at him, looking at him with mocking eyes, so he was angry.

He stretched out his hand and slapped the girl fiercely: "What the hell am you, you even dare to drop the wine that Young Master Ben invited you?" What the fuck are you looking for? ”

said that, the backhand was another slap in the face. The girl let out a scream, and the surrounding guests kept dodging, but no one dared to stop it.

After glancing at the young man, the younger brothers who were standing around him shrank back silently and quietly asked people to invite their manager.

Because this young man is Qin Ye, the second young master of Flying Bird Industry in Tianshui City, which is second only to the Chu Group, and the successor of the group. Such a person, of course, is not something that those who are younger brothers can handle.

However, before the manager came, a dumbfounded and unbearable Buddha horn suddenly sounded: "Amitabha!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, people saw that Young Master Qin had a bright head next to him, a big monk wearing a moon-white monk's robe.

"Hulai?" Han Yu's body moved slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The ink blot next to him nodded approvingly: "Well, it's enough nonsense!" ”

Two more chapters to follow! Alas, my poor two-color ball, I didn't hit one of the five bets! Well, find a deputy moderator for the book review area, find a few professional administrators for the group, interested brothers, and reply to the book review area!