The overall decoration style of Jin Menglai bar is not bad, entering the bar area, what comes to the face is the amazing and enchanting visual experience created by the psychedelic lights, the retro table and chair style, which is staggered with classical woodcut patterns, and the huge palace-style chandelier, a qiē looks so atmospheric, no matter how you look at it, you can't see it, there will be that kind of small family spirit of setting up a bureau to steal customers.

On the side of the horseshoe-shaped bar, there was a commotion from a semi-open booth, and when Qin Feng and the fat man came to the bar area, the golden haired brother and the bucktooth brother arrived there one step earlier, and they were gesturing to the two to let them pass.

Seeing the destination, Qin Feng temporarily changed his mind, he said: "Fatty, you go alone, I'm afraid that if I pass, I won't be able to control the feelings." ”

The fat man was also worried, and immediately said yes after hearing it, and said: "Brother Feng, you can find a place to sit, but don't order wine......" He wanted to speak and stopped, but the meaning should be very clear.

Qin Feng smiled and said with relief: "I know what to do, you can go over......"

That being said, when the fat man went to the booth area over there, Qin Feng did not go to the side seating area, but came directly to the bar and chose a high-back chair to sit down.

The fat man looked back, and couldn't help but secretly complain, there were already a lot of people sitting in front of the horseshoe-shaped bar, and there were some hot girls among them who were looking for targets, Qin Feng sat down, and soon several eyes locked him.

I hope Brother Feng can resist the temptation...... Up to now, the fat man can only pray so secretly.

Qin Feng sat on the high chair, and before the seat was hot, a bewitching woman dressed in a low-cut nightclub came over.

"Handsome, won't you invite me for a drink?" The woman said in a demonic voice.

The fat man over there just entered the booth area, and as soon as he got there, he let people get off the horse, and a red-haired man raised his hand and gave him two slaps, and then pointed to the tip of the fat man's nose, chattering for a long time, sitting at the bar, I can't hear what they say, but it can't be a good word.

"Handsome guy, are you waiting for your sister to come?" The demon woman asked unrelentingly.

"Oh, no......" Qin Feng smiled apologetically, snapped his fingers, and motioned for the bartender to bring her a glass of wine.

The bar and the woman exchanged very hidden glances at each other, and in a few moments, a glass of golden liquid was delivered to the woman.

"Thanks, handsome man." The demon woman picked up the wine glass, and only took a small sip, but her wrist suddenly hurt, and she was firmly pinched by Qin Feng.

Just as the demon woman exclaimed in a low voice, Qin Feng asked with a smile, "Excuse me, what kind of wine is this?" As he spoke, whether she agreed or not, he snatched the glass and took a sip of it himself.

The woman looked a little panicked, and she forced herself to calm down: "This, this is Louis XIV, very expensive wine......"

"Louis XIV? How expensive can it be? Qin Feng put down the wine glass, smashed his lips, shook his head to express dissatisfaction, and said: "I have heard of Louis XIII, a fifty-year-old brandy, a bottle costs tens of thousands of ......."

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, it's Louis XIII ......," the demon woman quickly changed her words.

"It's really Louis XIII,......" Qin Feng laughed even more, and said, "An empty bottle of Louis XIII with good packaging is worth two thousand yuan...... Is your bottle worth that? With that, he said to the bartender, "Brother, please bring the bottle you poured just now and take a look......

The bartender was also a little flustered, but fortunately he was more experienced, and after getting through the initial panic, he immediately said, "Sorry, sir, we only sell wine here, not bottles." ”

Qin Feng gave a thumbs up and praised: "OK, you are right, but I saw VSOP printed on the bottle, what is going on?" Don't lie to me redneck, I've heard people say that VSOP is nothing more than brandy in the cellar for four years. ”

The bartender finally couldn't help but change color and said, "Sir, the field here is covered by Brother Long......"

As soon as Brother Long's name was mentioned, the demon woman also came to life, she struggled to break free of Qin Feng's grasp, and said sharply: "It's you who want to find bad luck, and it's no wonder that others...... Hopefully you've bought life insurance when you go out......"

Qin Feng shook his head and smiled: "What kind of self-comfort are you looking for, I didn't say I want to blame you......"

The dispute here quickly attracted the attention of many people, and the first unlucky person in the booth area on the fat man's side was the fat man himself, his head was pressed down on the sofa by the red-haired man who slapped him, and on the other side, the two brothers Golden Retriever and Bucktooth came towards him with murderous aura.

"There's a good show to watch...... Qin Feng gave a mysterious look at the bartender and the demon woman, and at the same time pulled the strap of the gun bag, straightened the gun bag, and unzipped the opening part by the way.

"Is paralysis too impatient......" Brother Luoya came violently, he had already seen that Qin Feng was not pleasing to his eyes, not only rushed to the front, but also clenched his fists tightly, just waiting for the two sides to meet each other and apply a spicy hand.

The drinkers sitting around the horseshoe-shaped bar saw another scuffle coming, and experienced a few steps back to watch the show, but rarely experienced it, but the scene was a mess.

In the midst of the noise, Qin Feng did not retreat but advanced, and his face gradually turned cold, just when the two sides were about to meet each other, Qin Feng suddenly slapped the base of the gun bag, and the fragrant wood frying spoon in the bag suddenly rose high from the gun bag, and when the handle of the spoon was at shoulder height, Qin Feng suddenly reached out and grabbed the frying spoon, and slapped it at Brother Luoya's hateful buckteeth.

Brother Bucktooth snorted, and he didn't even have time to scream before he fell to the ground and passed out. Qin Feng's movements were so fast that the people who watched the show found a person lying on the ground in front of their eyes, and this person, except for a mouthful of turbid blood that he spewed out, outsiders could hardly see the traces of the fight.

Brother Jin Hairen was still thinking about how Brother Luoya could suddenly trip, but at this time, Qin Feng was already standing in front of him, maybe the timing of Qin Feng's appearance was not quite right, and he was so frightened that he jumped back and tried to get out of Qin Feng's sight.

Qin Feng was reluctant, he asked with a smile, "Have you ever learned Bruce Lee's Wing Chun?" It's very good to fight, isn't it? ”

"Grass, Lao Tzu is here to beat you......" The ferocity of Brother Jin was stimulated again and again by Qin Feng, and he rushed over with a wave of his fist.

There was a soft "click", and then he heard a miserable scream from the golden retriever, and his fist-waving arm was slapped on the waist by the handle of the frying spoon, looking as if Qin Feng didn't exert any strength, but the golden retriever vaguely heard the sound of his arm bones breaking.

"Ah......" The golden retriever also lay on the ground, he covered the place that was knocked by Qin Feng with one hand, and his body rolled over and over on the ground, letting out a terrible scream from time to time.