Chapter 295: Low Point Bar

"Boom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "The lightning silver snake swept through the air, the rumbling thunder rolled in the sky, the continuous lightning almost illuminated the entire city as day, the huge raindrops danced wildly in the air, smashed in the thick water on the road, smashed on the walls of tall buildings, smashed on the city of Tokyo that never sleeped, this earth-shattering momentum, is Zhang Yinyuan has not seen the peak that can be reached by manpower so far, The sky swept the thunderstorm that enveloped half of the island of Honshu in a leisurely stroll, and the raindrops crashed wildly against the earth, and the thick rain curtain replaced the impetuous air in the dense sound of brushing.

Standing in front of the waterproof platform that was urgently piled up with debris, Zhang Yinyuan let the heavy rain wash over his body, without driving any force, just let the bean-sized raindrops smash his head and face painfully, through the water column that dripped down from the brim of the navy hat like a note, quietly put his eyes on the bar sign that was blurred by the heavy rain, a series of alternating Japanese and English lanterns that could read without any obstacle in Zhang Yinyuan's eyes, even in the rain that could drown people, were still flickering happily.

"Low Point Bar..." A glimmer of light appeared under the brim of his hat, and he muttered softly, a whispering voice smashed into the air by the torrential rain.

The spiritual power is diffused in the air, with Zhang Yinyuan as the center, a huge spiritual power network, shrouding the range of hundreds of meters in diameter, and the light and dark energy reactions that are fed back in his mind with the spread of the spiritual power tell Zhang Yinyuan about his strength.

"Is this it... I visited more than 10 bars, and this one looks the most tasteless... Zhang Yinyuan muttered, and then determined the brilliant energy body at the front of the spiritual power, which was as dazzling as an incandescent lamp, raised his foot from the stagnant water that submerged half of his calf, and the rain flowed out from the thick leather shoes, and raised his hand to push away the colorful door that was smeared with flowers and green, and was extremely arrogant, but the door was closed because of the heavy rain, and suddenly a huge noise came, pouted, and dodged in.

It seems to be completely separated from the door is two worlds, separated by a door, outside the door, heavy rain, lightning and thunder, inside the door, the demons dance wildly, boiling the sky.

"How... It's like a disco in the last century... Looking at the extremely backward flashing lights and flashing dazzling small colored lights, Zhang Yinyuan felt extremely uncomfortable, especially the screams in his ears and the intense music that can only be called noise, the crappy decoration that can only be seen in Hong Kong films in the 90s, and the faces of ghostly men and women who are flickering with colorful lights, Zhang Yinyuan frowned, distinguishing the faint but high-spirited guitar sound, the corners of his mouth were raised, his feet were touched, and he was separated by a distance of dozens of meters. You can see a tall figure swinging the guitar in his hand frantically in the center of the stage, the tall body writhing violently on the narrow singing platform, the electric guitar strings in front of him are plucked quickly under the fingers, making a passionate shout, between the shaking of the hair, there are faint beads of sweat swaying from the hairline, the other end nodded, Zhang Yinyuan reluctantly walked from the densely packed crowd of demons dancing like a crowd towards the bar hidden in the dark.

Countless men and women on the dance floor swayed to the rhythm of the guitar in the hands of the beastly roaring man on stage, and the ground shook.

"Sir! What do you want to drink!!! The sharp-eyed bartender quickly threw the wine bottle flying with the piercing music in his hand out of his left hand as soon as Zhang Yinyuan walked near the bar, crossed an arc in the air along his back and then held it with his right hand, whistled briskly and almost inaudible, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

“。。。” casually pointed to a bottle of foreign wine not far away, Zhang Yinyuan didn't look at the brand, stretched out two fingers, made a "two" gesture, the bartender grinned, and turned around to take out two bottles of wine from the wine rack behind him.

"Who's that guitarist? Very nice tune! Zhang Yinyuan leaned on the bartender's ear and said loudly while the other party handed him the wine.

"Haha! Yes! Very good! The bartender shook his head rhythmically.

"Who is he?" Zhang Yinyuan shouted again.

"Huh? Him? His name is She! Guitarist at CYS! The best guitarist in the world! ”

"Oh, okay, got it! Here you go! Zhang Yinyuan took out a handful of banknotes from his arms, counted a few at random and handed them to the bartender, needless to say, these banknotes were naturally provided by Minoru Ito, who was trying to hug his thighs.

（she？ Is it the society of the Seven Flails Society? But CYS. Well, it's the band that Purple Flame told me... Coupled with this energy reaction, well, it's not inferior to Sakazaki at all... This is still the time when it has not awakened.,If you wait for next year to awaken into a dry earth.,It's entirely possible that the strength will equal the three artifacts.。。。 I'll go, what kind of broken wine is this, it's worse than Daddy's multigrain wine! Zhang Yinyuan just poured a sip of wine, squeezed his eyes, and barely swallowed it into his throat, only to feel that his throat was dry and painful, his face wrinkled into a ball, and he just got up, but he felt a tightness in his arms, and he bowed his head in astonishment, and grabbed the hand that was still stretched out in his arms, and pinched it fiercely, in the small bone cracking sound, the owner of that hand screamed, and as soon as the hand was released, a large pile of coins suddenly scattered from Zhang Yinyuan's arms, and then a man who was short in stature, quite handsome, and looked like a successful person was directly dragged out of the crowd by Zhang Yinyuan and fell to the ground. Suddenly, the people around him were divided into a small blank circle, Zhang Yinyuan couldn't cry or laugh, he was remembered by the thief just after he sat down, and he still looked at the thief who felt like an elite.

The thief in a suit and leather shoes was spilling in front of the bar, clutching his arms and screaming on the large denominations of colorful bills all over the floor, his wrists visibly deflated, and his oily skin swelled and shiny.

He wiped his nose, picked up his shoes, which were still covered with rain, and kicked the screaming thief, causing him to retch and roll his eyes.

"Pick it up!" Releasing a trace of mana, the temperature around Zhang Yinyuan's body suddenly rose, and with a loud shout, the thief stood up crookedly, and hurriedly picked up all the banknotes on the ground with one intact hand, and handed them to Zhang Yinyuan, the other arm hung down at his side, unnaturally drooping, Zhang Yinyuan took the money, shook it, and put it back in his arms.

"Get out!"

The thief bowed deeply, squeezed through the crowd, and left in embarrassment.

After Zhang Yinyuan glanced at the layers of human heads, he was still sweating on the singing stage, and the Seven Flails Club, which was playing wildly, couldn't help but shake his head speechlessly. (Sure enough, this guy from the Seven Flails Society...) It's the same as Zhuolu said.,Is it a music maniac?,It's too dull to be a martial artist.。。。 I didn't even notice when I deliberately released my power... ）

He sat back in his chair at the bar and beckoned to the bartender.

"Tell the guitarist called 'She' that I am a professional composer and lyricist, I like his style very much, and I happen to have a song in my hand, can you let him play it for me." As he spoke, Zhang Yinyuan took out a small recording player, handed it to the bartender, thought about it, took out a few more banknotes, and handed them to the bartender, "This is your tip, if he agrees, then double it for you!" ”

(Hmmm...) Come to think of it, although the two-knife guitar that Zhuolu's little girl played in that hand is not good, but the tune at least pops up, so... I'll let the Seven Flails Society come to see me... But... To be able to make such a plan, this girl is really unexpected... ）