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"What do you mean by that?"

The bad premonition gradually became stronger in Ziliang's heart.

"Just go to the bank to borrow some money, they asked me to show my ID, how can I have such a thing? So, they didn't lend it to me, so I had to borrow it. ”

Xu Lai shrugged, he looked disapproving:

"Then someone won't lend it to me, so I'll have to kill that person."

Killed?

Xu Lai's performance seemed to mean that he didn't think that killing people was a serious matter for him.

At this point, he behaved quite indifferently.

can be an editor of an ordinary small website, Ziliang can't calm down.

Where have ordinary people experienced this.

Isn't this kind of bridge supposed to only appear in the online writers under him?

How could I have come across such a thing?

"I have something to do, so I'll go first."

He wanted to go.

But the reasons for finding them are not so good.

Xu Lai looked at himself very calmly.

This guy controls his body just by looking at it.

All right!

"I can take a break from that."

It was also at that moment that Ziliang thought of an encounter when he was a child.

At that time, he was very small and very inconspicuous, and he was the kind of person who was often subjected to school violence.

On this day, school ended as usual.

He was stuck in a small alley on his way home from school.

There were several people, all taller than themselves.

Apparently a student at a higher level.

Their request is simple - give money.

Five yuan was already a lot of pocket money at that time.

But they were not satisfied, and snatched Ziliang's newly bought sneakers, Nike's.

Then they still felt that it was not enough, so they wanted to beat Ziliang.

Ziliang didn't know who provoked them, and they wanted to take their anger on themselves.

But at that moment, he was in a hurry and shouted to an uncle passing by the road: "Second uncle, they want to beat me." ”

As a result, they beat Ziliang, along with the second uncle in his mouth.

After they left, the second uncle beat Ziliang in order to relieve his anger.

Hehe.

This is Ziliang in the past, and the word "nest" is vividly displayed on his body.

What could he do?

A change, of course.

Especially his crush on Dong Tingting, the class flower in the class, who is a beautiful girl.

Fair skin, cool short hair.

Lively, optimistic and cheerful.

The most important thing is to be good-looking.

It is the ideal type of Ziliang.

Are you willing to make a change for the sake of the girl you like?

Ziliang is willing.

He goes to bed early and wakes up early every day, works out, and reads.

Two months later, he suddenly realized...... Dong Tingting is not worthy of himself, he should have a higher goal.

Then he set his eyes on the school flower.

......

Recalling the beginning, he was a teenager who was not afraid of a strong goal and dared to change everything.

But now, under the oppression of capital.

His waist was bent.

He had to worry about the vegetables, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea in his daily life.

But that's it, life still refuses to let go of itself.

"Why, this kind of bad luck happened to me?"

Ziliang covered his head and said with some collapse.

He had completely regarded Xu Lai, who was sitting across from him, chewing and eating steak slowly, as a murderous demon who had escaped from a madhouse.

Yes, only after the murderous demon has done this kind of thing, can he be so calm.

Xu glanced at him:

"What's bad luck?"

He took a bite of the steak and said:

"Isn't such a delicious steak enough to make you forget all those troubles?"

As the head chef, Xin Jiu likes this very much.

"Or is it because of the president of the calligraphy association just now?"

Xu Lai asked again.

Ziliang didn't explain, he had a headache.

But suddenly he realized something?

Wait a minute.

"Do you know President Chen?"

Zihao asked curiously.

"I don't know!"

Xu said: "I just know his identity, and when you were in school, there seems to be a person surnamed Chen among the people who beat you." Because you deliberately forgot that memory, I can't tell if the person surnamed Chen is the same President Chen just now? ”

Ziliang was stunned.

Who are you?

But the editor of a well-known online literature website.

Maybe the reality of life has slapped me in the face countless times.

But for fantasies, he never stopped.

That's why he likes online literature.

It is precisely because of this that Xu Lai's words just now may be a little neurotic to ordinary people, but he can hear things that ordinary people can't hear.

"Can you be specific?"

Ziliang asked tentatively.

"There's nothing to be specific about."

Xu Lai's steak on the plate had been eaten, he picked up a glass of red wine on the table and took two sips:

"If you're not happy with the guy named Shuxin just now, I can kill him right now. There is no charge. ”

At this moment, Ziliang was not as emotional as he was just now.

Calming down, he began to analyze the situation in front of him.

Could it be that he encountered something unusual.

It's like those main characters.

I didn't expect the storyline to happen to me.

Oh Mygod！

Ziliang looked sideways at the street.

The bank on Lee Street, which was robbed, was already surrounded by criminal police and sheriffs.

They're having a headache with the bank being robbed.

Ziliang asked with some curiosity:

"You robbed it...... How much money was borrowed from the bank? ”

Xu Lai said lightly:

"There's not a lot of cash in this bank, so I'll take it all. I'm a person who doesn't like to pay with my phone, otherwise I'd let them transfer money. ”

Ziliang almost threw up the meal he had just eaten.

At that moment, a certain demonic psychology representing human nature was growing in the body.

No matter who this person is?

His attitude towards himself is quite friendly.

He even stated:

"I'm here to be friends with you, I hope you don't refuse."

Refuse?

What do you think?

Don't say dare or not.

The point is, where is the reason for refusal?

"Can you take me to the bar?"

Ziliang suddenly spoke: "I'm so big, I haven't been to a bar yet?" ”

He didn't know why he had made this request for no reason.

Is it crazy?

was still infected by this Xu Lai's madness, and he began to be abnormal.

There is a certain greed and longing in my heart that is constantly being amplified.

"If I'm having fun, I can consider being friends with you."

He even stupidly said such a thing.

But apparently Xu Lai didn't care, he just asked:

"Is it the regular kind, or is it the irregular kind?"

Ziliang asked, "Is there a difference?" ”

He really doesn't understand this kind of thing.

"Absolutely."

Xu Lai still said in a light tone: "It's like after eleven o'clock in the evening, the difference becomes bigger......

What happens after eleven o'clock?

Ziliang didn't know.

All he knew was that the 857 thing was referring to the bar.

But why is it called 857?

He really didn't know.

So, he wanted to check it out.

In the editorial room, what kind of joy is there in the places where female editors usually like to play.

"That's an irregular ......."

"Yes."

Xu Lai nodded: "Who is going to be regular?" ”

He got up.

Because he has already paid for the steak for the next few decades, he can leave with Ziliang without worrying about the service staff.

Wait until after they leave.

The waitress asked Chef Xin Jiu.

After all, she is the hidden boss here:

"Do you want to call the police?"

"Call the police? Are you pumping your brain? ”

Xin Jiu said very clearly:

"This is our big customer."

After speaking.

What did she think of again?

In order to gag these people's mouths.

"I'll give you a portion of this money as a bonus."

Xin Jiu added:

"Then clean up, leave work early today, let's go to 857 ..... too"

"Cool!"

In a burst of cheers.

Not long after Xu Lai and Ziliang left, the Olive Branch Western Restaurant also closed early.

......

Madili is a bar frequented by young people in the south district of Seongnam City.

It is also the place where 857 shouts the loudest.

As usual, the new statement brought his fox friends to the party here.

He shouted: "I'm in for a treat tonight, and I won't go home if I don't get drunk!" ”

The life of hugging left and right is what he enjoys.

At the same time, he also enjoys the pride of being called President Chen of the Calligraphy Association.

To his surprise, he actually bumped into his future editor, Ziliang.

According to his own cognition, this kind of salaryman is at most the level of sitting on the platform.

Even if you have a friend with you.

Although the friend was dressed like a gentleman, he didn't look like he was rich.

At least it seems, I don't have any money.

"Teacher Ziliang! Let's go, I'm in for a treat tonight. ”

Faced with the new invitation to state the state, Ziliang naturally didn't dare to rush over: "No, I'll just sit on the stage, just leave the stage." ”

The word Santai also came on the way, and Xu came to teach him.

He didn't want to be treated like a dirt bun for the first time at a bar.

Shu Xin smiled: "That's good, you are free." But I have to have a treat! Don't refuse. ”

He kept showing Ziliang that he was rich.

There is an indescribable disgust in Zi's conscience.

And this nausea also turned into a refreshing feeling when they were stopped at the door of the bar.

"I'm sorry, it's full."

The security guard is a tall, bald man.

I didn't dare to continue to publicize my new vision.

Even though he has repeatedly emphasized:

"Look at who I am? I'm stating new. ”

The security guard still just replied:

"I'm sorry, it's full. You can wait here for a while, or you can go to another house. ”

In front of so many people, Shu Xin obviously wanted to find a place for himself: "Damn, let your boss come over." ”

The security guard replied with a damn face: "I'm sorry, the boss isn't here!" ”

But the voice just fell.

The sharp-eyed statement still found something, and pointed to a figure in the crowd not far from the security guard.

"Isn't that the boss?"

He kept waving there, finally getting the man's attention.

That person is the manager here, named Zhang Bo.

After Zhang Bo learned of the situation here, he said to Shuxin with an apologetic face:

"I'm sorry, Gongzi Chen. Tonight, Zhao Gongzi has chartered the venue, you know......"

The statement of the new scolded and grinned: "Grass." ”

Zhao Gongzi.

Although Ziliang didn't know who this person was, he could feel that this should be the master who didn't dare to offend easily.

Don't even dare to offend the new statement easily, so the strength of this Zhao Gongzi has to be ......

Zhang Bo continued to politely reject the statement:

"Another day, I'll treat you, and I'll accompany Mr. Chen."

The statement was new and was about to turn away.

But he still didn't forget it, and kept a scolding look.

At this time, the young man who felt that he was dressed very gentlemanly, but looked like he was dying, suddenly said:

"Let Mr. Liang go talk to their boss."

Mr. Liang?

Obviously, it refers to Ziliang.

Ziliang was also stunned, this was the first time he had been called like this.

"Me?"

Xu Lai said to Ziliang with a smile:

"That's right!"

Ziliang hurriedly asked in a whisper:

"What am I talking to their boss about?"

Xu Lai still kept smiling:

"Just go with confidence!"

What the hell is this murderer trying to do?

With doubts, the security guard didn't embarrass Ziliang too much, after all, he was not as arrogant and domineering as Shuxin, and Ziliang looked like he really wanted to talk about things.

Ziliang passed.

And then back again.

He looked at Xu Lai with a shocked expression.

Xu Lai was still smiling.

The shock on Ziliang's face had not disappeared, but he did not forget to say to everyone:

"You can go in!"

The crowd was amazed.

But just when everyone was about to go in, only Shuxin was stopped.

It was Xu Lai who stopped him.

"Except for you."

"Why?"

Xu Lai calmly explained to Shuxin: "Mr. Ping Ziliang is the boss here, and I am a shareholder here!" ”

All right!

With money, you can really do a lot of things you want to do.

Facing the lights in the bar.

In front of all kinds of men and women, they danced like crazy people inside.

Ziliang stood there silently.

It's not what he likes.

It's not that he doesn't like women, it's that he doesn't like this noise of escapism.

Ziliang turned back to find Xu Lai.

He had already gone upstairs.

The private room on the second floor is dedicated to VVIP.

As the new owner of the bar, he has the right to use it as he pleases.

After entering the private room, it was much quieter.

There is a soundproof glass inside the private room, so you can directly see the panoramic view of the outside.

Ziliang sat there in silence.

The mood is a little complicated.

He didn't know how to describe the complexity.

Suddenly a pie hits you on your head, it's not a good thing, that's a bad thing.

There were only two people in the private room, Xu Lai and Ziliang.

Xu Lai was drinking.

It's red wine.

Zhao Gongzi next door heard that the bar had a new owner, and he specially sent someone to send it, which was regarded as a meeting gift for the new boss.

Xu Lai took a few bites, which was not bad.

Then he looked at Ziliang, who was also waiting for him to speak.

"You said you! When it's not good, you have to be an editor. At most, he pretended to be forced in front of those online writers, and now he knows that he has money, and he can pretend to be ...... anything."

Ziliang replied:

"But the problem is that I don't have any money, don't I?"

In his voice was the weakness he had accumulated over the years.

"This bar is now your property. You can pretend as much as you want, and as for how long you can pretend, it depends on your own ability. ”

Faced with Xu Lai's generous gift, Ziliang finally calmed down and made him want to know the specific reason:

"What exactly are you trying to do with me?"

Attempt?

Yes, there must be an attempt.

Ziliang says:

"I don't believe it, just be friends with me."

"Borrow your flesh for use."

Xu Lai is also very direct, but Ziliang still has to ask again specifically:

"What?"

Xu Lai explained:

"I like to use the flesh of acquaintances, strangers, I use coughing!"

He saw the surprise in Ziliang's eyes, and added: "Don't worry, it won't be too long, but it won't take only one or two days.......

"Who the hell are you?"

Ziliang opened his mouth and asked a question that Xu Lai didn't know how many times he had heard it.

"People? Hum. ”

Xu Lai smiled, smiling calmly as always:

"I am a demon king in life, a demon king in death, a demon king in freedom, a demon king in prison, a demon king in the night, and a demon king in Guangming."