Chapter 163: Leave the last sip of wine
The tigress bartender standing behind the bar is a ruthless character, as is the consensus of the regulars of the Zero Point Bar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Not everyone knows who is backstage at zero o'clock, so there are always stunned young people who will drink too much and play drunk at zero o'clock, whenever this time comes, the onlookers can always enjoy the wonderful scene that can only be seen at zero o'clock: the female bartender hangs and beats the drunk customer.
Including Cheng Xu, many uninformed people have suffered under this strange woman. It is rumored that this woman was a three-time champion of the Jiangbei Provincial Underground Boxing Stadium Free Fighting Tournament before, and I don't know how many heavyweight fighters have broken their bones.
Now with the rune bracelet, her strength is even more terrifying, without the use of firearms, the entire Rising Sun team together may not be her opponent - although the Rising Sun team also has rune bracelets, but the calculation of combat power is not a simple algorithm as one plus one equals two. It's like a gun handed over to an elite soldier and handed over to a child, and the difference between the two is worlds apart.
Under the rule of the Far Salvation Society, no one dared to shoot indiscriminately. So the barmaid who went her own way became an almost invincible existence, after all, she would not provoke the few awakened people, and the noble awakened people could not come to the bar to deal with her.
Even the bar owner Qiao Shan, the former Qiao Sanye, was polite and polite when he saw his employee. Cheng Xu really saw her smile at others for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved. "This girl hurts when she fights, but I didn't expect it to look a little good when she laughs."
"Boss, you're focusing on the wrong thing, right?" The previously unconvinced team member stretched his face, willing to accept the gamble, and slapped the only ten silver coins left in his pocket on the table, "What is the origin of that guy, the tigress will actually ...... That's how it is. ā
"It's got to be a big shot." Cheng Xu smiled and put the silver coin to his side, and patted the table gently, "Then Xiao Xu is in a treat today, let's go and order more food and drink, haha." ā
While speaking, Cheng Xu kept looking at the back of the young man in front of the bar, and always felt a little familiar. The young man seemed to feel the gaze behind him, turned his head and glanced at Cheng Xu, smiled and nodded.
Cheng Xu immediately replied with a friendly smile, and then turned his gaze away, no longer looking at the young man impolitely like just now. From the slight chattering sound around him, it could be heard that he was not the only one who was interested, and everyone next to him was talking softly, guessing where this master was sacred, and how he could make the irascible tigress obedient.
The discussion is not small, but the music is not loud, which naturally can't cover the sound of everyone's discussion. The young man smiled and looked at the people around him who were talking about him, but he was not angry, he found a corner where no one was around, and took the puppy to the table to play with him, without the slightest intention of talking to the others.
After a while, the wine was ready. The bartender walked out of the bar for the first time, personally brought the glass to the boy, and bowed again. "Your battle song of the Yuanjiang River, please use it slowly."
"Thank you." The young man still had that faint smile on his face, but there was an indescribable inexplicable charm.
"It's my pleasure to serve you." The bartender's big eyes narrowed into two slits with a smile, and she walked back to the bar with brisk steps, glaring at Cheng Xu viciously as she walked past Cheng Xu's table.
Cheng Xu understood the meaning of this look: what to see? Look at the old lady gouging out your eyes!
Encountering such a strange incident, the guests in the bar lost their interest in talking and bragging with each other, and they all secretly looked at the young man sitting in the shadow of the corner, watching him take a sip of spirits, stretching out his hand to tease the dog from time to time, and his every move was not hurried, slow, light, or heavy.
Twenty minutes later, the boy stood up, raised his glass, and had one last sip of the liquor in it, and he said something in a gentle voice, but it was muffled by the music.
The bartender quickly asked her to turn off the music, and the boy nodded to her, repeating what he had just said: "Everyone, thank you for your hard work." ā
After saying that, the boy put down his glass, did not finish the remaining liquor at the bottom of the glass, and turned and walked out of the zero point.
This is a habit gradually formed by the regulars of the Zero Point Bar in the bloody days: when they drink the last glass, they will not dry the last sip, and always leave some wine at the bottom of the glass, which means that if they don't finish it this time, the next time they go out hunting, they will come back here alive to continue drinking. Corpse hunting is a dangerous profession, and some people are destined to not return here to finish that glass of wine, but there will always be someone who will inherit their will and continue their journey. And so this habit of containing good wishes spread.
Every newcomer who comes to Zero will leave the last sip of wine, just like the predecessors. Just like Secretary General Zhang's lyrics sing: "Don't finish this last glass of wine, let's look forward to the next reunion." ā
"What does that mean?" Cheng Xu was a little confused, unable to understand the man's actions just now.
The music began again, and after a quarter of an hour or so, a figure burst through the door in a panic, shouting, "Where are the people? Is it still there? The light hit him in the face, and Cheng Xu could see his face clearly.
"Isn't this Third Master Qiao?"
It was Qiao Shan, the owner of the Zero Point Bar, who broke into the door, and seeing his panicked and embarrassed appearance, Cheng Xu chuckled in his heart, and suddenly thought of the identity of the person before.
"Everyone, thank you for your hard work...... Cheng Xu grabbed the clothes of the team member next to him and asked, "Is this familiar?" ā
"It's a little familiar, boss, I can't remember. Hey, like when we went out hunting for the first time...... What the fuck? ā
"President Yang! That was President Yang just now! Cheng Xu was so excited that his hairs stood on end, and he held the team's clothes tightly and dangled him around.
"What about people? What about the presidents? Qiao Shan watched the bartender spread her hands to him and shook her head, stamping her feet in annoyance.
At this time, the teenager with the puppy had already walked to another street, next to a barbecue stall.
The sign next to the barbecue stall reads: Wang Luo Barbecue. The proprietress was busy in front of the charcoal barbecue, and the smoke from the barbecue grill was full of aroma.
"This is Wang Hai's widow Luo Sujuan, Wang Luo barbecue, well, it's not shallow." The boy muttered to himself and found an empty seat to sit down, and even though the small bench was covered with greasy stains, he did not wipe it with paper.
"What do you want?" The proprietress shouted at this.
"Ten bunches of potato chips." The boy shouted back, provoking curious glances from the diners, who had seen such a neatly dressed figure for the first time at a barbecue stand.
But what does it have to do with the big people experiencing life? Unlike the corpse hunters at the Zero Point Bar, the diners sitting on the edge of the barbecue stand were not the least curious about the strange creature, and quickly withdrew their gaze, chatting when they should eat, drink, and chat, without being affected in any way.
The young man sitting on the small bench was curious about their conversation, and pricked up his ears to listen carefully.
"Lao Zhang, I heard that you sent it this time, and it hit your thigh."
"Bullshit." Zhang Deng shook his head again and again, "I didn't see a single leg hair, and people didn't pay attention to me later, and suddenly it evaporated, and I couldn't find anyone." ā
"Hahaha, it must be that you didn't serve people well. Don't be sad, let's live on our own. ā
"Okay, okay, don't talk about this, it's full, have another drink, it's rare to be able to drink once."
"It's just an inferior two-pot head, look at your beauty, where will you go after drinking it for a while?"
Zhang Deng thought about it carefully and said, "Ming'er is going to sea again, I'll go to the bathhouse to take a bath after drinking in a while." ā
"Hehe, the bathhouse is so expensive, you are willing to do it, why are you going to wash it fragrantly and go to see the old man?"
"No, I'll wash up in the bathhouse so I can go to the monument to pay respects."
There was a sudden silence at the next table, and after a while, another man's voice sounded. "I'll go with you in a moment."
The potato-eating boy bit off the wooden skewer of potatoes in his mouth, put a handful of silver coins on the table, got up and left the stall with the puppy in his arms.