Serial Murder (3)

Serial Murder (3)

Obscenity, vulgarity, indulgence, drunkenness, and dirt have always been the traditional image of the bar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Drunk people are shouting and screaming in the bar, gamblers are rolling up their sleeves at the table and arguing loudly. When people meet brave sailors here, they always have to smile knowingly. The bar is full of temptations, because here everything is available, there are beautiful women, cabarets and crazy gambling games. The gang members drank and had fun with everyone, recounting their adventures and adventures, and when they were happy, they were surrounded by loud applause. People admired their sordid and greatness, as well as their fearless adventurous spirit.

The wild music in the bar is quite shocking when it reaches the streets outside, and the bar is like a dark forest of passion that attracts the crowd outside. The beating jazz reverberates in the bar, and the hidden temptations on the stage come to the face. Waiters weave back and forth in the bar, overhead lights flickering on and off, and shrill whistles ringing in the corners. The bar manager stood up, pointed to the tables around Edward, and shouted to the waiter, "Sammy, can you hurry up, the guests here are waiting impatiently!" Hey, hurry up, do you want me to fire you squid! ā€

Sammy, who was holding the plate, hurriedly put the dishes on the guests' tables, kicked the heels of his shoes and quickly turned around, and ran to the kitchen in a panic. After a while, Sammy appeared next to the stage with two more plates, and I saw him running towards the rhythm of the music. The plate beats in the palm of your hand, the poached duck dances inside the container, and the splash of coffee spills out along the rim of the cup. The sliced ham flies into the air and then falls freely. Sammy's body swayed with the ham, her shoulders tilted to one side, her boots hit a table, and the boiled duck and duck soup spread their wings together, one foot stomping on the duck that fell to the ground, and the other foot on the heel of a beautiful lady. A whole bowl of duck soup spilled on the table, and several gentlemen at the edge of the table hurriedly covered their heads. The palms and forehead were instantly burned red, and the duck soup flowed down the hair and dress. Sammy sat down on the ground, and the ham was still fluttering in the air, like bright red roses that brought a strong impact on the vision. The diners on either side of the table quickly leaned back to their feet, and an elderly gentleman fell heavily to the ground with the chair. Diners in the distance looked at Sammy in amazement, and a lady with a jeweled necklace screamed as she lay on her plate. The beautiful lady who had been trampled on her foot screamed, and the shrill screams echoed through the lobby of the bar.

Sammy got up from the ground, opened his confused eyes and said, "Yes...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. ā€

"Damn, look at my dress, 5000 Star Alliance currency, can you afford it? Can you afford it? A middle-aged man with cross-eyed eyes shouted angrily. He wiped the duck soup from the placket of his shirt with one hand, and with the other he grabbed the coffee cup on the table and threw it at Sammy.

Coffee spilled onto Sammy's face, running down her neck and soaking her white shirt. A balding old man wiped his beard on his chin with a napkin and exclaimed, "Who is it?" I didn't grow my eyes and burned off several of my beards! ā€

After being shocked, everyone began to shout and scold: "You are busy to death!" We're not here to see a skating show! Perform acrobatics and go to the circus! Damn, I'm burned by you! I want to file a complaint with the Food and Drug Administration and revoke the bar's business license! ā€

The bar manager's face was pale, and he cursed as he walked, and came to Sammy's side like a whirlwind, twisted his shoulders and shook him constantly, and shouted in a stern tone: "You drank too much? You have offended so many guests, and it is not enough to deduct your salary for three months today! You say, what should I do as a manager? Still standing there stupidly, hurry over and apologize to the guests! ā€

Sammy looked at the bar manager reluctantly, with an innocent expression, he frowned, shrugged his shoulders lightly and said, "You can't blame me!" You made me hurry, if it wasn't for you yelling at me, how could I be wrong? It's all your fault! ā€

The bar manager glared at Sammy fiercely with a terrible look: "Pick up all the spoiled ingredients and throw them in the trash, what a duck, just ...... You can only feed the pigs! Dare to be hard-mouthed, I tell you...... You must be responsible for the consequences of everything! ā€

In order to show respect for the customers, the bar owner reached out and picked up an empty glass on the table, filled the barrel with beer, and then raised the wine glass and said to all the customers: "In order to apologize, today's beer is free, and the scalded customers and frightened customers can also get a super value gift package, a shopping coupon worth 1,000 yuan." The bar owner squeezed out an awkward smile and added, "Now please drink beer and enjoy the music and dance!" ā€

"Music! Dance! Come on, with your crazy passion! Come on, let's enjoy a passionate performance across time and space! The barkeeper waved vigorously at the band and the blonde beauty, ripping his throat open and shouting.

The bar owner walked up to Sammy's side and whispered to him, "All the extra costs incurred today are deducted from your salary, remember, be careful next time!" If something like this happens again, I'll take you to the police! ā€

The electronic guitar resounded with elegant melodies, the rhythmic drums sounded on the stage, and the wild singing of the male lead singer shook the ceiling. The beauties dance passionately, and neon lights shine above their heads. The noise in the bar gradually subsided, and everyone, including the bar manager, watched with great interest the passionate dance on stage. The beauties danced stage, splitting their legs, waving their arms, and touching each other with their knees. The tense atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant, and the bar was filled with hearty laughter.

Natasha held the wine glass in her hand and took a sip of wine, her eyes involuntarily drifting to Edward beside her, with tenderness and sweetness in her eyes. Edward's pale face was burned red by the hot vodka, and the smell of alcohol overflowed from his lips and nostrils. Mark and Gnap winked at each other, yelling, fists and gestures waving overhead, and they were particularly fascinated by the rude game of punching. The losing side gulps down a large glass of beer while slapping its bulging belly and exhaling. John and Joseph looked at the beauties on the stage in fascination, their eyes beating with their white thighs, their bodies swaying with the beauties' steps, and their mouths humming obscene country tunes.

Sammy's face was full of gloom, his fingers pressed against his already sore shoulders, slightly straightened his numb waist, and whispered a complaint. The voice of the bar manager came again from a distance: "The guests at this table, the salad and bread are gone, they are asking for five more!" ā€

Sammy said yes and hurriedly trotted all the way in the direction of the back kitchen. After only a few seconds, Sammy's figure reappeared in the bar, his hand holding the tray still shaking, his pace quickening, and his balance skills much better. (To be continued.) )