Loud music, twinkling lights to the rhythm and swaying crowds on the dance floor. Mu Bairan found that no matter what plane it is, as long as it is a planet with science and technology as the direction of civilization development, the bar is always the best place to relax at night.

After walking around the entire Holy Capital, Mu Bairan did not go back to the hotel, but came to this bar with a purpose.

The restless and passionate music takes him back to the bloody days when he was a mercenary on a certain planet.

Mu Bairan walked to the bar and picked a vacant seat to sit down.

The long-haired bartender politely asked, "What do you want?"

"What's the right wine for a man?"

"Yes, sir. If you can, you can try Ma

hatta

The bartender said.

"Hmm. Mu Bairan nodded.

Then Mu Bairan held his chin with his left hand and admired the bartender's bartender. After a while, the bartender will take a glass of pink Ma

hatta

put it in front of Mu Bairan.

Mu Bairan took a sip of the wine glass, and the faint bitter taste and sweet herb flavor accompanied by the burning strength of the throat went down the esophagus into the abdomen. Mu Bairan chuckled, "The wine is good, how many years have you been dry?"

"It's only three years. The bartender said.

Mu Bairan shook his head, picked up his wine glass and looked up at the bartender, "How many years have you been doing your last job?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Spirits shouldn't be in juice, because they don't have their unique taste. ”

"Mr. speaks so elegantly, is he a teacher?"

Mu Bairan shook his head

"Is that gentleman out of love and here to spend his sorrows?"

Mu Bairan shook his head again and said flatly: "I'm here to find the boss here." There are some things to discuss with him. ”

Mu Bairan's flat tone made the bartender put down the wine glass in his hand, and the bartender put the glass aside and adjusted the second glass of wine. After adjusting, he put it in front of Mu Bairan again, his graceful body was wrapped in professional clothes, he bent down slightly, and also learned Mu Bairan's posture, his left hand slightly supported his chin, and his eyes looked at Mu Bairan, "Try this." ”

Mu Bairan picked up the wine glass and tasted it again, chuckling, "What is this?"

"I don't know, there is no name. I just made it up casually myself. ”

"Let's call it Chaos. Mu Bairan got up and tapped the table twice, "I'll come to you later." With that, he left the bar.

The bartender looked at the white glass of wine on the table, "Chaos, that's a good name." ”

Leaving the bar, Mu Bairan opened his senses, and in a box on the second floor of the bar, a bald man with a big scorpion tattoo on his head was sitting on the sofa and hugging the girl and chatting with the well-dressed boy sitting opposite.

Mu Bairan smiled evilly, walked up to the second floor, and walked to the door of the box.

"What are you doing?!" stood two men in black suits at the door of the box.

Mu Bairan's pupils glowed with a trace of purple light, which was particularly conspicuous in the dim light. Mu Bairan looked at the strong man and said, "I'll talk to Brother Tang about something." ”

The two big men suddenly bent down and bowed and said, "I'm sorry! I didn't know if you were here, please inside." ”

Mu Bairan nodded and waved his hand, "Go, stand at the top of the stairs." ”

The two big men immediately ran to the staircase.

Inside the box

Hao Dongliang took two puffs of cigarette, pinched the woman next to him twice, looked at An Zhizhang sitting opposite, and laughed: "Haha, Manager An, how sure are you about my matter?"

"This ...... Third Young Master, this matter is not approved by the master..."

Seeing that An Zhizhang was hesitating, Hao Dongliang snorted coldly, "Hmph, Manager An, if this thing is done, you will take care of the shop at the mouth of the East River." ”

"This..."An Zhizhang's heart moved. For a hotel lobby manager, taking charge of the most wealthy arms shop in the Holy Capital is his dream job. Although they are all illegal transactions, the windfall profits of the trading have long made him lose his mind.

Hao Dongliang saw the beating desire in An Zhizhang's eyes. But he found that An Zhizhang had his mouth open but did not speak. The girl next to him also held the wine glass in her hand and did not move. Tang Yongde asked tentatively, "Manager An?"

An Zhizhang did not answer him. Hao Dongliang saw that the situation was not good, and a bad premonition came to his heart. Get up and get ready to escape the box.

He had just opened the door of the box when he saw a young man standing at the door looking at him with a playful expression.

"Young Master Hao, do you still recognize me? Introduce yourself, Mu Bairan, the ancestor of the Mu family. Mu Bairan pointed at himself, then gently pushed Hao Dongliang, closed the door with his backhand, looked at Hao Dongliang who was sitting on the ground and smiled kindly, and said, "Long time no see, come, let's go into the house and talk." ”

"You... What are you doing here?"

Mu Bairan took out a round chip the size of a coin from his pocket, shook it in front of Tang Yongde and said: "The reduced and abbreviated version of the Celestial Imperial Clock of the Fifth Plane Kamet Planet, 0-231 model, the time control range is 5m³, the number of movable people in the range is 23, and the upper limit of one operation is two hours. I remember that the price at that time was about 3,000 Chinese iron coins, but I didn't expect that after so many years, I could still see this antique goods. You still don't understand why I let you go that night?"

"You..... Didn't you keep saying that as long as I didn't go back to Beiluo, you would let me go? Didn't you still say that you wanted to take the Mu family's property..."Hao Dongliang closed his mouth before he finished speaking, because he saw Mu Bairan's demonic smile again.

Seeing that Hao Dongliang shut up, Mu Bairan then asked, "You said before that the one who equipped you was an arms dealer. When will you meet next?"

"This... I, I don't know!"

"Hmm, I can kill you and read the memory information in your brain. Mu Bairan said and took two steps forward.

"We, we'll meet regularly!"

Mu Bairan could see that Tang Yongde was not panicking, nodded and asked, "Meet next time?"

"Tomorrow"

"What time is it?"

"At eight o'clock in the evening, at the Drunken Immortal Building on Huacheng Street. ”

"Who are they?"

"This time, only I have a few buyers......"

"Oh, why do you want to meet privately? Isn't this your family business?"

"Because..."

"Heh, because I still want to get some high-end goods to kill back to Beiluo, right?

"I, I can take you. ”

"What about identity?"

"Buyer, Buyer"

"Can you bring the buyer yourself?"

"Yes..."

Mu Bairan got up and smiled and said, "Very good, you have fought for a way to live for yourself." Tomorrow at six o'clock, wait for me at the door of this bar of yours. Don't think about releasing my pigeons, you know, and you'll find out tonight, and find you, without much effort. ”

"Understood, understood. ”

"I'm gone, everything that just happened, I hope is our secret. Do you understand what that means?"

"Understood, understood. ”

Mu Bairan walked out of the door, closed the door, and said with a smile: "Have fun, Young Master Hao." ”

Walking out of the door, untying the time stop, Mu Bairan walked slowly downstairs and sat back at the bar.

The bartender took out the new wine glass without raising his head, and asked while mixing, "Are you done talking?"

"Sort of. What are you blending?" asked Mu Bairan, looking at the empty wine glass.

The corner of the bartender's mouth rose slightly, poured the mixed wine into the glass, gently placed it in front of Mu Bairan, and said slowly: "Chaos." ”