The provincial capital has a famous bar street.

People who come to buy drunk pickle girls and have sex every night crowd the entire street, and it is so bustling that it seems that every day is a holiday.

Of course, such prosperity is in the afterlife.

In this day and age, although there are a few bars on the street, there are still very few people who come here to play, and most of them are bastards.

At the end of Pub Street there is a small bar called Meet Time.

The name of the very bourgeoisie, the decoration of the door face is also a special poetic style.

Zhou Yang parked his car on the side of the street, walked to the bar, and pushed the door in.

Business at the bar was a little quiet, with only a dozen customers, and a three-person band was playing in the middle of the song pool. The three of them all had long hair, wore jackets full of bits and pieces, and roared hoarsely, not looking ordinary intoxicated, but the guests obviously couldn't stand their heavy metal rock style, Zhou Yang walked to the bar a few steps away, and two tables of guests fled with disgust.

The bar's poisonous singing style has been like this from the beginning.

However, it doesn't matter, anyway, the owner of the bar didn't open this bar to sell alcohol to make money.

Zhou Yang walked to the bar, knocked lightly, and said to the bartender, "Have a glass of white water and add a slice of lemon." ”

The bartender was a young woman in her early twenties, with a white shirt and waistcoat and short hair, and she was unusually capable and spiritual, which was very out of place with the overall style of the bar. She glanced up at Zhou Yang, and said very unceremoniously: "Little brother, we don't accept minors here, and we won't sell alcohol to you, if you want to come out to play, there are game halls and Internet cafes on the next street." ”

"I don't drink, I just drink a glass of water." Zhou Yang took out a hundred-yuan bill, folded it into the shape of a paper crane with his head held high, and slowly pushed it over on the bar.

The bartender paused when he was wiping his hand in the cup, looked at the paper crane that seemed to be about to fly, frowned, and tilted his head to look at Zhou Yang, "You want to drink water?" ”

"I want water!" Zhou Yang said lightly, "And I know there is water here that I want to drink!" ”

The bartender was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to hold down the paper crane and pushed Zhou Yang back, "You are probably in the wrong place, we ...... here"

Before she could finish her sentence, the paper crane flew up and into the pocket of her waistcoat.

Zhou Yang smiled: "The money I paid will not be recovered." ”

The bartender was stunned, took out the paper crane and looked at it, and said with a smile: "It's really not wrong." It's the first time I've seen a customer as young as you. ”

After she finished speaking, she stuffed the paper crane back into her pocket, poured a glass of white water for Zhou Yang and handed it over, added a slice of lemon, and then continued to wipe her cup without saying a word.

Zhou Yangan sat steadily, patiently sipping the bland and tasteless lemonade.

A figure sat down next to him with an intoxicating fragrance, and chuckled: "Come to the bar to drink water, do you want my sister to invite you to have a drink?" ”

Zhou Yang turned his head and glanced at it.

It was a woman with heavy makeup, wavy hair, and a low-bandeau dress that was a bit shocking for her era, revealing a large snow-white and seductive deep groove on her chest.

She was already drunk seven or eight points drunk, and when she sat next to her, she put her arms around Zhou Yang's shoulders and said with a smile: "Little brother, you come to a place like a bar to play at such a young age, and the family doesn't care about you." But since you're here, you have to let go, sister, please have a drink, Xiaoju, have a rainbow cocktail for this little brother, sister, I'll invite him! ”

The bartender glanced at the woman helplessly, then at Zhou Yang, who was sitting still and expressionless, sighed, as if he wanted to say something, but he still held back, mixed a colorful cocktail, and pushed it in front of Zhou Yang.

The woman raised her glass and said heroically, "Come, little brother, let's do one, and we have to drink the whole glass!" As soon as he craned his neck, he drained most of his glass of wine.

Zhou Yang held his white water, did not move, and did not even glance at the corner of his eyes, even though she had already leaned most of her chest on his arm.

After the woman drank her own wine, she looked at the cup in front of Zhou Yang drunkenly, and said with a smile: "You are too stingy to drink this wine, you have to take a big gulp, don't let it go, you have to let it go when you come to the bar to drink, otherwise my sister will feed you......" picked up the wine glass and sent it to Zhou Yang's mouth.

Zhou Yang stretched out a finger, blocked the wine glass, slowly turned his head, and stared at the woman, his eyes were indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

The wine in the glass burst into flames, and the full glass was burned clean in an instant.

The drunkenness on the woman's face immediately disappeared cleanly, and she subconsciously withdrew her arms around Zhou Yang's shoulders, shrank back, and said with a dry smile: "If you don't drink, you won't drink, why do you come out to play so seriously......"

"I hate this kind of low-level temptation." Zhou Yang said, "Sister Hong, you are also a character, why do you always rely on selling meat to test people?" Whether it works out or not, in a word. ”

The woman put away her shrunken demeanor and raised her eyebrows, "You recognize me?" How I don't recognize you! ”

"Sister Hong, you are a big man, I recognize you as normal, you don't recognize me as normal, don't you?" Zhou Yang paused and said lightly, "And it's okay if you don't know each other, it's also troublesome to know each other." ”

The woman shook her head, "I don't know your details, how dare I build a bridge for you?" What's more, it's still this kind of bridge, ordinary mages don't think of dealing with that side, there will be endless troubles, how do I know if you will cause me trouble? She glanced at the bartender, and the paper crane flew out of the bartender's pocket and landed in front of her, "If you are willing to pay such a high price, just to build a bridge, there will be big trouble in the back!" Do you say, little brother? ”

"In Kan Province, is there any trouble that you can't solve, Sister Hong?" Although Zhou Yang said this, he still took out a small sign and put it in front of the woman.

This is the name plate of the disciple of Hidden Lake Xuan.

Although Yinhu Xuan fell into civil strife, there are still a few people who know about this matter after all, and he can still bluff people when he takes out his name.

The woman glanced at the name tag, and sure enough, she immediately stood in awe, "It turned out to be a disciple of the Hidden Lake Xuan, no wonder she was so generous." I took this business, but the time you asked for was too urgent, and the price needed to be doubled. ”

"Yes, as long as you can meet the right people, the price is easy to say." Zhou Yang only had the habit of bargaining when he was young and poor in his previous life, and later he never lacked money with the master, so he developed the habit of never bargaining with a big deal, well, this is also the habit of the master, I want to be in charge of logistics with such a personality, and I didn't put the Qing micro flower out of business, and I can really see how thick the foundation of the Qing micro is!

(End of chapter)