Song Enjing thought of her missing brother, feeling a little lost and absent-minded.

"Corkscrew."

Shikamoto Shintaka repeated.

"Oh! Oh! ”

Song Eunjing panicked and took the bottle opener from the counter, as well as the shopkeeper's count.

"Something?"

Nobuchong Kamoto continued to look through the desk calendar and found something interesting.

On the page of scenery in May, the three Chinese characters of "Spring Fragrance Festival" are written, not a stick text keychain, otherwise he really wouldn't recognize it.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing! Song Eunjing reflexively stepped back.

It's not like she hasn't encountered this situation, the guest pretended to be concerned, chatted with her about life, offered to help pour wine, and then the request will become more and more excessive, which can be regarded as the level of X harassment!

Since you like to drink with girl paper, why not go to a nightclub?

What to do at the barbecue restaurant!

And look at those people who have just come out of the nightclub, and they can't get enough!

Feeling the vigilance of the girl, Kamoto Shintaka also got the hope of getting information from her mouth, Shin Okubo is not only a stick country, but also many Southeast Asian and South Asian people have settled here, and the living environment is indeed not optimistic, and it is normal to be vigilant.

Forget it, I'll wait for Baidu...... Google the spring incense festival, there will always be an answer.

However, the courage of Hoshino Mikazuki to insist on performing a stage play in the island country, Shinchong Kamoto should be more enjoyable than appreciative.

Should he be said to be the head iron? Or is it the head iron? Or is it the head iron?

The shellfish on the barbecue grill are opened one by one, the juice is boiling in the shell, and before they are put on, they are still alive, the ingredients are very fresh, and there should be a professional supply chain.

Seafood barbecue is available all over the world, which cannot be regarded as the traditional food of the stick country, and belongs to the island country and follows the customs.

Ryder was pleased with the taste of the seafood, and his mouth let out a white breath and his face soothed.

Sure enough, the supper after work is the most delicious.

He raised his glass and proposed to the other three:

"For the ladies, for tonight, cheers!"

The two glasses were raised, and next to the last glass, the palm of the hand was as red as if it had been burned on the barbecue, and the face of its owner.

Hua Zeluo burped, and it took him a while to react and raise his glass.

"Dry ...... Cheers! ”

"How much did he drink?" Shikamoto Shinchong frowned, and moved to Ryder's side, and Hua Zeluo had smoked the wine burp just now.

"It's only two glasses of soju, Luoluo, are you weak?"

Three days and moon Xingye patted Hua Zeluo's back wildly, with a happy and free hatred, he also drank and floated.

It's time to forgive this kid, isn't it really so guilty that the guy who can't drink is still stubborn?

"Third uncle, third uncle, it's me who is wrong at night!"

"Hold back your talk and keep drinking!"

The two drunks, you and me, snuggled together, and the words in their mouths gradually changed to "Abba Aba", and no one knew what language they were talking through. Two more glasses, and they fell asleep together, and the wine was still good, at least not the blue Danube.

Only Ryder and Shintaka Shikamoto were left on the table, and the pleasant atmosphere gradually dissipated.

As if they had seen through each other's thoughts, Shinchong Kamoto just moved his lips, but Ryder spoke first: "The deputy manager is one of the three founders of Xinghai Pavilion, and he has been open in Senhua Town for a long time, even if it is me, I have to call my seniors." If you want to ask him something, I can only answer it, I have no comment. ”

“......”

Shikamoto Shinchong's basket of questions is gagged in his mouth:

This is a foolish answer, but at a critical time, the answer is not thorough.

Definitely on purpose!

There was a stiffness between the two, each shaking their glasses, thinking about how to break the eerie silence.

The shouting and scolding from the door of the restaurant broke the peace in the barbecue restaurant.

"Removing spirits, huh? I'll get you rid of you first! ”

"Bang"

The muffled sound of a shoe kicking in the abdomen.

The chaotic shouts were mixed with a few weak words of begging for mercy, and the abusers heard the begging for mercy, but instead became more and more excited, directly grabbed the hair of the abused person, and slammed it on the sliding door of the barbecue restaurant.

"Save ...... Help me......" The bloody face was forced against the frosted glass, and it was very funny.

But its owner was not at all funny, and he was about to be killed.

The shopkeeper lifted the beer bottle and slowly approached the door, his expression solemn.

Song Enjing was also alarmed by the scolding, ran over from the back kitchen, and was glared back by the shopkeeper: "It's none of your business here, go in quickly!" ”

How did it look like a devil entering the village?

Shintaka Kamoto suddenly felt that the seafood on the barbecue grill was not fragrant.

"Click"

There was an overwhelmed scream from the glass door, and the cracks spread like cobwebs.

In the next second, it was crushed and cracked, and smashed to the ground along with the people who were beaten outside.

A few men with a baseball bat in their hands slowly stepped into the store, and seeing that the beaten man was not completely dead, they raised their murder weapons and beat him on the head.

The man lay on the ground and never got up.

He's dead.

The perpetrators laughed and pointed at the corpses on the ground, staring blankly.

Dressed in floral suits, the tattoo patterns looming on the cuffs indicate their identity.

It's the extreme.,At least a little more advanced than Koji and Yasuo, the two brainless bad people.,This group of people has finally blended into the bottom of the community and has a life guarantee.。

"Yo, isn't this Old Man Yasumo?"

The leader stepped on the corpse and walked into the barbecue restaurant, sat down at the central table, put his feet on the table, and his face was full of incomprehension.

The shopkeeper gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart.

What a joke, if not for the sake of settlement, who would like to call what Aberdeen! I have a last name! It's not like you, running around, not knowing whose wild dog it is.

Ryder was relatively calm on the side, he should eat, he should drink, and he didn't put anything in his heart.

Nobu Kamoto began to think about their relationship with the Izumo Mamoru Group: the barbecue restaurant is not far from the Izumo Mamoru Group headquarters, is there really such a coincidence?

"Coming to the Humble House in the middle of the night, Mr. Kurosawa, is there anything going on?"

The shopkeeper was polite, but he didn't put down the work in his hand, clutched the beer bottle, ready to smash it on the head of the pole at any time.

Just finished celebrating the Hundred Kinds of Festival, relatives and friends are drunk, and they won't be able to get up for a while, Kurosawa, this guy, is very good at picking time......

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I met a wandering sweat who claimed to be a soul slayer sneaking at your door, since we have collected the protection fee, of course we have to protect and protect An Ben-san's shop!"

When the words "soul slayer" were spoken, all the members of the Yakuza laughed.

Originally, there were more or less people among them who feared ghosts and gods, but since Shiraishi Shinmasa's incident, Yoshihiro Nitta gave a death order: if you encounter a monk or someone who works to remove the spirit, you will be killed, and the worse the death, the better, and the follow-up community will be responsible, and there will be additional rewards.

These people at the bottom of the pole path are indeed the people of the Izumo Mamoru Group, and they belong to the fourth or fifth generation of clubs under the Izumo Mamoru Group.

When the Izumo Mamoru held the annual meeting, they weren't even qualified to serve the plates.

can fight a soul swindler, but he is a first-class good hand.

After the major TV stations exposed the soul removal scam, the former spirit removal master became a scum lackey that everyone shouted and beaten.

Died in the store, which had already cooperated with the TV station, and the program was recorded, and the day before the broadcast, Kamoto Shinchong sent the tape of Shiraishi Xinmasa, and naturally nothing happened to him.

Then he became a bum, after all, he was a waste except for pretending to be a ghost and cheating.

It's a well-deserved death.

Recently, Tokyo has been frozen to death, starved to death, and killed by the "Soul Eliminator" liars, there may be so many platoons, which is embarrassing.

Kamoto Shinchong picked up the wine glass again, it seems that neither side is a good person, and he deserves to die.