Half a year has passed, Song Hao has adapted to this tense lifestyle, Di Bar's income is very good, Song Hao can get six or seven thousand yuan every month, Song Hao handed over all the money to his mother, there is no problem in supporting the family, Song Hao's mother also saved more than 10,000 yuan.

There were no guests on this day, Song Hao was leaning against the door of the private room, dozing off, and now the deafening music in the Di bar no longer felt anything to Song Hao.

"Brother Yong! This face please! The service lady's guidance made Song Hao sober up.

I saw a big man with a big waist and a round waist, a thick gold chain around his neck, and a big man with short hair in his hand, under the guidance of the service lady, walked over, followed by five or six big men and seven or eight women dressed in bewitching clothes.

The service lady led the group to Song Hao's private room, and Song Hao opened the door and invited these people into the private room.

This group of people Song Hao knows, the leader is called Zhao Yong, is a famous underworld boss in the magic capital, he used to come here to play, Song Hao has also received a few times, this group of people is wealthy, never order beer, and drink high-end wines such as whiskey and red wine.

This time they ordered six bottles of black and eight bottles of iced tea. Zhao Yong's men all drank pure whiskey, while those women drank it with iced tea, which was actually easier to get drunk with.

Zhao Yong and the others were already drunk when they came, and after a few glasses of whiskey, the group became restless, the men began to be dishonest, and the women were also half-pushed, and the box was chaotic and smoky for a while.

Song Hao is used to seeing such a scene, and he doesn't feel anything, he just keeps pouring wine for them on the side, and Song Hao can get a commission of 100 yuan for a bottle of black whiskey, so letting them drink more is the last word.

After a while, the door of the private room opened, and Zhang Meiyun walked in with a glass of red wine, this is the custom, every time Zhao Yong and them come, as the manager of Di Bar, Zhang Meiyun will come over to toast Zhao Yong.

"Hey, hey! Zhang Da Beauty! Why did you come here! Zhao Yong had already drunk a little too much at this time, and smiled at Zhang Meiyun with yellow teeth.

"Brother Yong, I'm sorry, there are a lot of guests today, so I'm in a hurry to come over just after I'm busy!" Zhang Meiyun smiled and walked in front of Zhao Yong with a wine glass.

"Damn! Other guests are guests, and my eldest brother is not a guest! At this time, a junior brother of Zhao Yong, who had already drunk too much, provoked.

"In that case, Brother Yong is his own person, and he won't pick on me!"

"Haha!" Zhao Yong touched his own head, laughed, stretched out his hand to stop the little brother, took Zhang Meiyun's wine glass again, poured the red wine on the ground, and said: "Even if you are your own person, don't drink this boring one, come to this!" After speaking, Zhao Yong took a bottle of whiskey and poured Zhang Meiyun a full glass.

Zhang Meiyun's face was a little nervous, she had drunk a lot of wine tonight, and if she was full of whiskey, it was estimated that she would get drunk on the spot.

"Brother Yong, this is too much, I don't have as much alcohol as you!"

At this time, Zhao Yong's face was a little gloomy, and the little brother next to him said, "What? Belle! Don't give my big brother face! ”

"That! That's possible! Zhang Meiyun looked at the glass of whiskey in front of her and couldn't help but look at Song Hao.

Zhang Meiyun usually takes good care of Song Hao in Di Bar, and Song Hao sees that his senior sister is being troubled, so he naturally has to come forward.

Song Hao stepped forward and said with a smile: "Brother Yong, thank you for taking care of our Di bar, I drank this glass of wine for Manager Zhang!" ”

"Get out of the way, what the hell are you!" A little brother dragged Song Hao away, tore his clothes apart, and ripped off the three-eyed strange stone hanging on Song Hao's chest.

This stone is the relic that Uncle Wu gave to Song Hao and his father. Song Hao has always hung a rope around his neck and worn it closely, and he has never taken it down.

The rope was torn off, and the three-eyed strange stone suddenly disappeared, which made Song Hao very nervous, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and looked around anxiously.

Zhang Meiyun was also frightened when she saw Song Hao's appearance, and hurriedly asked, "Song Hao, what has fallen!" ”

"Stones! A black stone, left to me by my father! Song Hao's tone was short, and he lowered his head and continued to look under the table.

"You say that!" Zhao Yong picked up the stone from there and shook it in front of Song Hao.

"Yes, that's it!" Song Hao was overjoyed when he saw it, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong smiled evilly, took a bottle of whiskey and threw the three-eyed strange stone into it, and said to Song Hao: "Boy! Drink all this bottle, and you will naturally get the stone! ”

"Brother Yong! Don't be embarrassed for him, he's still a student! Zhang Meiyun hurriedly relieved Song Hao on the side.

"What do you mean! Don't give me face! Zhao Yong sank his face, lifted Erlang's legs, and stared at Zhang Meiyun coldly. You can drink it for him! ”

At this time, Song Hao stood up violently and shouted, "I'll drink!" Pick up the whiskey on the table and drink it, Song Hao has never drunk whiskey, the 40-degree whiskey is spicy in the mouth, after a few sips, Song Hao feels that his stomach is on fire, and his throat is stimulated as if it has been scalded by boiling water.

"Knock knock!" Most of the bottles of whiskey have been swallowed, Song Hao looked at the remaining half of the bottle, secretly luck in his heart, gritted his teeth and drank it again, Song Hao wanted to use his tongue to filter out the stones in the bottle, but he didn't expect the three-eyed strange stones to soak in the wine and become extremely smooth, Song Hao drank it in one gulp, and drank it directly into his stomach.

Song Hao burped and slammed the bottle on the table.

"Haha! Ha ha! Seeing Song Hao finish drinking the bottle of whiskey, Zhao Yong's gang suddenly became happy.

"Boy, find a place to spit it out! Hahaha! ”

Song Hao shook his head hard, turned around and was about to go out to vomit.

Suddenly, Song Hao felt as if a bomb had exploded in his body, and a strong force arose in his stomach, constantly swimming along the bones of his body, as if he was about to rush out of Song Hao's body.

"Ahh Song Hao screamed, covered his stomach and rolled back and forth on the ground, his face had become distorted, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and his eyes were wide open.

"Song Hao! What's wrong with you! Zhang Meiyun hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Hao up, but was directly bounced onto the sofa by a strong force.

Zhao Yong and his group were also dumbfounded, they saw that Song Hao's hands and feet were twisting uncontrollably at this time, posing in various incredible shapes, like skeleton zombies in Western movies, foaming at the mouth and bulging belly.

"Damn, Brother Yong! This guy isn't a goat maniac! ”

"This kid can't die, can he?"

At this time, Zhao Yong and his group, the wine had been scared by Song Hao a lot sober, if someone died, it would not be fun, although the hooligans were ruthless, they were still afraid of the police.

Zhao Yong was also panicked when he saw this, if Song Hao died, he would not be able to get out of it.

"Forget it! Never mind! I'm pretty much drunk today! Let's go! Let's go! ”

Zhao Yong's heart was empty, and he hurriedly beckoned his subordinates to leave, took out a wad of banknotes from his body and threw it on the table, and said to Zhang Meiyun: "Count this kid's tip more!" He hurriedly left the private room with a group of men.

"Song Hao! Song Hao! What's wrong with you? Zhang Meiyun shouted nervously beside her, but she didn't dare to approach Song Hao.

"Quick, call an ambulance!" Zhang Meiyun rushed out of the private room and shouted to the waiter outside.

Song Hao was already in a coma at this time, and the ambulance took him to the hospital, and the stone was not found after gastric lavage.

The next day, Song Hao woke up in the hospital and hurriedly asked Zhang Meiyun, who had been taking care of him in the hospital all night, if he had seen his stone.

Zhang Meiyun shook her head and said, "You took a film last night, and the doctor didn't find the stone in your body!" ”

"It's gone!" Song Hao leaned heavily on the head of the bed, his heart was full of amazement, and he couldn't imagine that the things his father had left for him were gone.

After this incident, Song Hao had an extra nickname, and the name of "Sheep Hero" spread in DreamWorks, and even those people in the underworld of the demon capital knew Song Hao's deeds and stayed away from him.

However, this also facilitated Song Hao's work, and there were no more troublemakers in his No. 2 private room.