The atmosphere on the dance floor is even more lewd, and everyone is drunk. The drunken woman put her arms around the drunken man and poured champagne into his neckline. The men leading the dancers tore their shirts to reveal their muscular chests amid cheers, and the waiters walked through the crowd with trays of silver powder, and the women dipped their hands in the silver powder, leaving palm prints on the back of the dancers' chests. The headlights went out, the demons danced, and the fluorescent lights shone on the dancers, and the slender silver palm prints overlapped like their tattoos.

Chen Xiao took the pear clothes, found an empty seat at the bar, ordered two glasses of juice, and quietly waited for the start of the show.

“BasaraKing！” The young woman in the little black dress on the booth on the dance floor suddenly jumped up, unsteady under her feet, and twisted to the side of a handsome blonde man and kissed him on the cheek.

The blonde man wore a bright purple tight-fitting suit, a leopard-print shirt with three buttons unbuttoned, and the pectoral grooves were all exposed, with a silver necklace, a silver skull pendant, rhinestone stud earrings and rhinestone rings, and even light makeup, the permed blonde hair hung down to block one eye, and the other eye was painted with blue-purple eyeliner, which made him look like a midnight show host.

The blonde man took the champagne she handed him and drank it down, then waved away the drunk, delicate pink lips and took a sharp puff on a cigar with a faint red lip around it.

"Tsk, I really can't imagine how coquettish the heir of the Gattuso family is." The corners of Chen Xiao's mouth curled, he was really amused, that Caesar who was like a modern emperor has now become a cowherd, just by imagining it, he feels full of bad fun, he can see such a scene, this trip to the dragon family, Chen Xiao does not feel a loss.

Caesar's figure paused, turned his head to look at the bar, and saw Chen Xiao with a smile on his face, his face became embarrassed, this kind of thing, if it spreads, it will definitely become a stain on his Caesar Gattuso's life.

He didn't care about it before, because Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were all taken off the water by him, according to his understanding, what everyone has done is what they haven't done.

Taking another puff on his cigar, Caesar walked slowly to the bar and spread his hands, "I thought you were dead." ”

"My life is big, and I can't take it away, but you...... Have you discarded the discipline and the lower limit? Chen Xiao chuckled and asked rhetorically.

"It has nothing to do with chastity, it's just to break the lower limit, but isn't the meaning of the lower limit being broken?" Caesar said unconcernedly, smoking the cigar in his hand with a pleasant expression.

Chen Xiao gave Caesar a thumbs up to show his admiration, looked around for a week, and asked, "What about Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang?" ”

Lu Mingfei ...... There's it. Caesar pointed to the corner of the dance floor, outside the dance floor was a circular sofa and a booth, full of women in costumes, on one of the circular sofas, Lu Mingfei was surrounded by four or five aunt-level figures, constantly persuading him to drink, obviously for Lu Mingfei's poor image of a cowherd, very unresistant.

"As for Chu Zihang, he is still preparing for the show, and it will be time for him to perform later." Caesar shrugged his shoulders and said without any pressure, "I'll see if I look at it for a while." ”

At the end of the samba dance, the ancient song of the lonely high music sounded, as if returning to ancient Japan from the night of the metropolis, standing by the wild bridge in the autumn breeze. The curtain opened, the stage slowly rose, and a lonely figure stood on the stage. The lights were all gone, and only a lone lamp fell from the sky to envelop the lonely man, who was dressed in white and blue hakama, and his long hair was scattered to cover half of his face. The blower blows the cherry blossom petals at him, and his sleeves flutter in the wind, revealing his well-defined forearms.

"I have to say that Chu Zihang has a talent for being a cowherd." Chen Xiao teased, on the stage, Chu Zihang took off his white clothes, tied his sleeves around his waist, and his naked chest rose and fell with his breathing. He reached out and drew his knife, with a poetic beauty in his movements.

The audience applauded thunderously, Chu Zihang danced the knife in the falling cherry blossoms, the knife walked with him, and he advanced and retreated to a certain extent, but it was not a fancy but a real fighting knife technique. It is said that this kind of fighting knife technique is not ornamental, but obviously the woman who shouted frantically in the audience was not appreciating the knife technique, but looking at the muscle lines of Chu Zihang when he swung the knife.

Chen Xiao held back a smile, the president of the Kassel Academy, the Lionheart Society and the Student Union, the only S-class student, the illustrious family, before he was replaced by Caesar, even if a Maybach car key fell on the side of the road, he didn't bother to pick it up, but at this time, one accompanied the wine and the other 'sold meat'.

"I wish you all the best in the career of the Cowherd." Chen Xiao drank a few glasses of champagne with Caesar, and the latter was pulled away by a group of drunken women, and screams rang out from time to time in the field, obviously moved by a certain action of Chu Zihang.

"How? Happy? Chen Xiao looked at Eri Yi and asked.

Eri Yi smiled slightly, lowered her head and tapped on the mobile phone screen, and after a while, she put it in front of Chen Xiao, "Very interesting." ”

"But it's time to go back, it's not too early." Chen Xiao yawned, then glanced at Chu Zihang, who was still performing his sword skills, and the corners of his mouth curled, "Come back next time, maybe you can buy them some flowers and cheer them up." ”

In Shinjuku District, a four-star hotel, in the presidential suite, Chen Xiao stands in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the night of Tokyo.

The power of the Eight Snake Qi Families is really widespread, and there is not a trace of wind leaking out of such a big matter today, Chen Xiao stretched his waist, and the next thing is not at all necessary for him to push anything.

There is an idiom in Huaxia called the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch is behind, but in fact, the story of the yellow finch that caught the praying mantis was caught by someone with a net, Herzog used the snake Qi Eight families, the fierce ghosts, and played a big game of chess, the white king's holy remains are the cicadas, the praying mantis is Caesar's group and the source of them, Herzog is the yellow finch, and he wants to be the last to make a profit.

In the following days, it was really like traveling, eating, drinking and having fun, and the whole Tokyo was in a mess, some time ago, Genji Heavy Industries, which is the headquarters of the Eight Families of Snakes, was destroyed by a fire, but Chen Xiao had no intention of caring at all, and Tachibana Masamune gradually gave up the idea of eradicating Chen Xiao.

When Lu Mingfei cried and shouted that he wanted to follow Chen Xiao, Chen Xiao only replied that he had just been cut a few streets by the people of the Japanese branch some time ago, so he no longer asked for it, and immediately said that the profession of the Cowherd was also very good.

Although it is a little unrealistic, Chen Xiao's words are not exaggerated, although he was not cut down a few streets, but he was really besieged by a whole street of Deadpool.

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There's another chapter later.

(End of chapter)