Ten o'clock in the evening.

Dressed in a white shirt and black jeans, the mafia warrior with a casual but dignified appearance and a Saiyan haircut with hairspray walked confidently through the streets to the red and yellow neon signs opposite the mobile business hall.

Standing under the big sign of "Midnight Maze", he straightened his blue and white dot tie, and then couldn't help but shake it again.

"It's so cold......"

It's obviously stupid to dress like this in November, but this time it's also for the "test", and if he succeeds, he might be able to bring a girl home for the night, so he can still tolerate the cold.

Before entering, he looked at the several luxury sports cars parked in front of the bar, and a sense of foreboding appeared in his mind.

- Although the city is not too prosperous, there are many good cars, and even the stellar wreckage drives an American muscle car. HOWEVER, COMPARED TO THE LUXURY CARS PARKED HERE, THAT GUY'S DODGE CHARGER IS LIKE A PILE OF SCRAP METAL.

Could it be that this is a pastime for the rich second generation? It seems that there are a lot of luxury cars parked on a regular basis......

Under the premise that the material level is crushed, his success rate seems to have decreased a lot.

However, as a master of psychology, the Black Hand is still very confident in himself.

"Beauties, let's see what the Black Hand is capable of."

PASSING BY A BLUE AND WHITE FORD SHELBY-GT500 NEXT TO HIM, THE BLACK HAND STOOD IN FRONT OF THE BAR DOOR AND TOOK A DEEP BREATH, CLENCHED HIS FIST TO CHEER HIMSELF UP, AND THEN PUSHED OPEN THE DOOR AND WALKED IN.

The heat on his face almost brought tears to the eyes of the Black Hand who had almost frozen to death on the side of the street, and he looked around through the dim light above his head, looking for a target to attack.

The Midnight Maze Bar is divided into two areas, one is the bar area where it is located, with a long wooden bar counter, a row of chairs, and a small light bulb hanging from the ceiling, which seems to be a more suitable area for drinking.

In the other area, there is a dance hall next to it with a deafening noise.

In the rhythmic DUBSTEP music, the spherical stage lamps that rotate overhead bring over-the-top dazzling and gorgeous light and shadow to the ballroom. Under the chaotic light, a group of young men and women were dancing to the melody unscrupulously.

"I'm going, it feels like I'm in the wrong place......" The Black Hand reached out and touched his face.

Because he wants to attack girls in the way of guòGALGAME, he also deliberately got a more childish hairstyle this time, and rubbed a little powder on his face to make himself more "tender", plus he is already relatively short, as long as he doesn't look closely, he will really be mistaken for a middle school boy.

After all, the male protagonist of GALGAME,Most of them are high school students and other characters.,It's still necessary to make up like this.,BUT......

The people in this bar are obviously adults.

Even if some of them are not adults, at least they are very mature in dressing, and they are completely different from themselves who look like "children stealing adult clothes".

Therefore, the difficulty of conducting the strategy here should be even higher than you imagined.

"Beauty, would you like a drink?" Before the official start began, the Black Hand stopped a tall woman passing by, intending to test the success of her disguise.

"Is the imp old enough to drink? Sister: I don't like men who drink orange juice. ”

The woman laughed, then turned and twisted away.

"Well, it looks like I'm really a high school student now." The Black Hand looked down at his hands.

It seems that with his current appearance, it is better to find those young girls who are more "ignorant", as for where are those girls......

He searched left and right for a while, and finally found his target in a group of women wearing heavy makeup.

It was a slim girl wearing a loose pink plush top and light blue jeans. It looks like it's very young.

Since the girl was sitting in front of the bar, leaving only herself with a long, straight black figure of her imagination, the Black Hand had no idea what her face looked like at this time. However, in addition to the costume, her movements also speak volumes about the fact that "she is young".

The girl lay on the wooden bar with her arms folded in a languid position, stretching out her right hand and lazily shaking a bottle of orange juice, looking uninterested in the singing and dancing or the alcoholic beverages.

"Misguided little lamb, here comes Uncle Ben!"

Quickly locked onto the target, the Black Hand rubbed his hands obscenely, and then strode to the empty seat next to the girl. However, since it is necessary to use the means of guòGALGAME to carry out the strategy, he naturally will not use the usual method of directly sitting next to him and accosting him. Rather—

"Ugh!"

With a realistic scream coming out of his mouth, the "little boy" with a Saiyan hairstyle fell to the ground behind the girl, waiting for the other party to notice the strange scene behind him and turn back.

IN MANY GALGAMES, THERE ARE PLOTS IN WHICH TONG GUÒ ACCIDENTALLY MEETS A GIRL, ONLY TO FIND OUT THAT IT IS A CHILDHOOD PLAYMATE OR A CHILDHOOD LOVER. Although the Black Hand doesn't think he's going to be old friends with the girl in the bar, this method of getting acquainted by accident can still be imitated.

As for the unexpected method, in the exclusion of raids. After the behavior of being easily beaten such as breasts, he felt that it was safer to fake a fall, although it was a pity that the other party was not wearing a skirt, but as long as it could attract her attention......

To the surprise of the Black Hand, the girl did not look back, presumably because the sound in the bar was so loud that she did not hear her screams.

In that case, let's call it again.

"Uhhhh

A big foot stomped heavily on his back, and the Black Hand let out a real scream this time. But the drunken man who passed by his head didn't realize that he had stepped on someone, and just carried a green glass bottle and continued to stagger.

At this time, the mafiah finally realized what it meant to "live by one's own sin", and was about to stand up, when there was a tearing pain in his lower back, which made him shout again:

"My waist, I'm damned!"

After such a loud voice, the girl who hadn't looked back just now finally noticed his cunzài, lowered her head and blinked, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" ”

The moment he saw the other party's face, the Black Hand Soldier was stunned for a moment, and immediately covered his face with his right hand, but the surprised words still blurted out unconsciously:

"Holy! Old ......"

"Old?" Xia Xiaoling frowned slightly in confusion.

"Old ...... Lao Tzu had a nosebleed......"

The mafia said a lame line that would definitely make the other party "turn black", and then reluctantly got up, covered his mouth and nose and turned around without saying a word.

――That natural boss would come to such a place? Could it be that she is actually a profligate woman under disguise? No, it can be seen from her appearance just now that the guy is still the same as usual.

Did someone bring her here? The Black Hand looked at the girl who had regained her original posture with palpitations.

Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough to cover my face, otherwise it would be bad if she recognized her!

The stellar wreckage will come over later, so it's better to remind him first......

Thinking of this, the Black Hand hurriedly took out his mobile phone, and was about to send a message to the stellar wreckage, when he heard the sound of a tyrannical racing engine coming from the street outside the bar.

Then, several couples of men and women sitting in front of the window made a frightened voice:

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