Chapter 12: The Drunkard

Time is in a hurry, more than a month.

The robbery of the plain airport ended in a hasty end for the federal government.

And Yang Yuan was in a bar at this time.

"Xiaoxing, bring two bottles of coffee ale. ”

A middle-aged man with a beard stepped into the bar with one foot and began shouting.

"Haole, Uncle Hu. ”

The waiter at the bar wiped his glasses and responded casually.

Listening to its timbre, it is Yang Yuan. Xiaoxing is naturally his name under the pseudonym Qin Xing.

After the separation that day, he walked on the street alone, trying to find a place to rest, but suddenly found that he was penniless, and Fang Jiao's crystal card had already been used up, so he was extremely embarrassed, so he had to find a bar to eat and drink, and by the way, plan for the future.

Thinking that he was a ninth-layer sourcer, comparable to the existence of a nine-star insect person, he actually worked as a waiter in this street bar, which not only made the source person's face disappear, but also lowered the average income of powerful people.

Imagine, what is the salary of a bar waiter in January?

How can he be worthy of such great strength?

A person of his strength, wherever he goes, who is not a high-status existence?

Except, of course, Yang Yuan.

He put down his wiped glass, turned and took out a large goblet from the cupboard, and walked to a table with two bottles of brown wine in his other hand.

The beard couldn't wait, snatched a bottle from Yang Yuan's hand, cocked his fingers at the mouth of the bottle, and with a sound of "Bao", he flicked the wine stopper up a foot high, and drank it with the mouth of the bottle.

"Uncle Hu, I haven't seen you in the past few days, I thought you had quit drinking, it seems that you are still reluctant. ”

Yang Yuan also ignored the rudeness of his beard, took out the corkscrew from his waist, opened the wine bottle in his hand, and poured half of the wine in the bottle into the wine glass.

"It's full. ”

With his eyes wide open, he held the bottle in one hand and poured wine into his mouth, and pressed Yang Yuan's hand with the other, allowing the wine from the bottle to leak into the wine glass.

"Okay, bring me two more plates of peanuts, I've been tired for the past two days, and I'm going to have a good time. ”

The wine glass was full, the beard smiled, took off his shoes, stepped on the chair with one foot, leaned sideways, put one hand on the back of the chair, and began to swallow the wine.

Yang Yuan hurriedly walked away, the smell on his feet, even with the strength of the ninth layer of his source, he would have to die of poison after a long time.

The bar is located in the downtown area, and the business is not bad, and people come in and out from time to time, but due to the stinginess of the boss, the original few waiters have quit, leaving Yang Yuan busy alone.

The guests walked away one after another, but only the beard on the small table by the window stayed there.

"Little... Star, add three bottles of Gongyue wine, quick... Little"

"Uncle Hu, I'm off work, I'll ...... tomorrow"

"Hurry up! Correct... Drink...... Drink ...... Have fun. ”

......

"Xiaoxing, bring it to me again... Take... Take two bottles of beans... Bean cake wine... Come... Come ......"

"Uncle, you've already drunk twelve bottles, and you can't drink any more. ”

Looking at the messy wine bottles on the table and the ground, Yang Yuan was speechless for a while, what a drunkard.

"How... What, I'm afraid I won't pay for the wine?"

With a red face and a hand gesturing, the one who took off his shoes called Lao Gao slammed it on the small round table and lifted the two wine bottles off the table.

Yang Yuan's eyes were quick, he hurriedly kicked his legs over, stretched out his right hand, and swept down, and the two wine bottles were grabbed by him.

This approaching beard almost hit the stinky foot.

The smell on his feet was extremely domineering, forcing him back 3 meters.

It's really a murderous weapon.

Putting the wine bottle in his hand, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

If the bottles were broken, he would have to endure the fat boss's gushing teachings again.

These days, the boss's teachings are grinding his ears out of the cocoon.

The beard had fallen asleep on the table.

Looking at the time, it was already 2:04 in the morning, and the bar was finished, and only the two of them were left.

"Uncle... Uncle ......"

"Uncle......"

The sound was infused with source power, and it squeezed violently into the ears of the beard.

It's so late, if you can't wake him up, then Yang Yuan will probably have to spend the whole night in the bar.

It's not the point, the point is to go to sleep with that smell......

I'm afraid I'm going to lose sleep.

"What's your name, haven't you seen me dream?"

The toes on the beard table were like a doll's little face, squirmed twice, pushed Yang Yuan away with one hand, and continued to sleep.

"Uncle, it's already two o'clock in the morning. ”

"Two o'clock is two o'clock, let's go... Don't... Don't ......"

As he spoke, the snoring began.

Suddenly.

"What! it's two o'clock?!!

The beard screamed, sat up straight quickly, grabbed Yang Yuan's clothes, and said with a mouthful of wine: "What time is it, what time is it?!"

The words are fluent, sweeping away the stuttering just now.

Yang Yuan was shocked, not because of his bearded attitude, but just now, he ...... Can't hide.

The beard suddenly grabbed him by the collar, and he was caught before he could react.

"Two ...... It's two o'clock, it's two o'clock in the morning. ”

"Suffered!"

The beard shook off his wine and walked barefoot to the door.

Ping Pong ......

I didn't take a few steps, but my footsteps didn't obey the call, and the tables and chairs that my body touched kept ringing.

"Uncle, you ...... It doesn't matter, right?"

The beard ignored Yang Yuan, continued to prop up the table with one hand, and walked out the door.

His body shook more and more.

He turned his head in confusion.

"You...... Come here. ”

"What's wrong? ”

"Come here!"

Yang Yuan approached cautiously.

The beard leaped abruptly, put his arms around his neck, and his feet flew into the air, lying on his back like a turtle.

Yang Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously shook off, but he still couldn't shake off the person on his back.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"Boy, take me to... Go...... White Hart Hotel. ”

"Where is the White Deer Hotel?"

"Oh, don't ask so much, hurry... Go tightly. ”

"Uncle......

"Drive!"

At this time, the beard had already begun to jump on Yang Yuan's back, and the fat and short legs kicked and slapped his ass, and his hands strangled his neck and hurt.

"Ahem... Good...... Uncle, you tap, cough...... I'll take you there. ”

In the early hours of the morning, the streets are dazzled with neon lights and pedestrians on the streets.

Yang Yuan carried Uncle Hu on his back, and the source power was running on his feet, and under his instructions, he quickly shuttled through the streets.

"Stop, this is it. ”

"Here?"

"Press the elevator!"

A 50-storey building, topped by a huge neon sign of "White Deer Hotel".

The elevator came down and the two entered.

"42nd floor. ”

Elevator operation.

Ding Dong –

Yang Yuan stepped out of the elevator.

In front of him was a large hall with multiple corridors with doors on either side.

"Walk here, room 4207. ”

“......”

"4207?

"Put me down. ”

The beard finally came down, and Yang Yuan soothed his body, and he was sour.

Today, I stood up to this drunkard, and I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out.

Ignoring his reaction, Beard stepped forward and knocked on the door, looking up at the camera on the door.

The door opened, and a pair of delicate jade feet stepped on the brown floor. The jade feet go up, and there is a pair of smooth calves, and the skin can be broken with the snap of the fingers. On the calves, they are covered by a purple silk gauze skirt, and by the dim light of the room, the slender legs inside the light gauze loom over. Continuing on top, the loose long-sleeved gauze robe is tightly tied to the well-proportioned waist and abdomen, and the chest is slightly raised, dotted with falling flowers. Above the small neck, there is a tender white slightly pointed chin, a lightly closed cherry thin mouth, a handsome and lovely nose bridge, a pair of innocent peach eyes, two faint thin eyebrows, and smooth shawl long hair covering the ears.

A fairy who has not set foot in the mortal world.

"Uncle Hu!"

The girl bared her white teeth, stepped forward with her little feet, put her hands on the neck of the beard, and gently snuggled up.

"Ouch, Xiaoyue, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay, I won't dare to drink indiscriminately in the future. ”

The joy on the bearded face overflowed.

"Uncle Hu. ”

"Huh?"

Satsuki didn't speak.

Yang Yuan was still stretching his muscles, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw the girl, he was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile at it.

The girl looked at him cautiously, and there was even a trace of fear in her eyes, which made him puzzled and her smile froze.

"Oh, Satsuki, he'...... It's my follower, Qin Xing, you call him Xiao Xing, ah no, Xiao Qin?...... You just call him Qin Xing. ”

Yang Yuan: "......"

The girl took two steps back, as if she wanted to keep her distance from Yang Yuan.

"Xiaoyue, he's not a bad person, he ......" Seeing that the girl didn't let down her guard, Uncle Hu turned his head to look at Yang Yuan and said: "Xiaoyue, you see that he is dumbfounded, with developed limbs and a simple mind, it is impossible to hurt you." ”

Yang Yuan: "???"

The girl was still a little scared, and Uncle Hu was helpless: "Xiaoxing, it's none of your business here, you can go." ”

“???”

Yang Yuan slandered in his heart, you play me with feelings, let me be a coolie, endure the squint eyes of the world, climb over the mountains and mountains, and carry you from the bar to this place on the back of the river, without even thanks, you are going to drive me away?

I'm not going!