Silver Moon reappeared in the air at some point, unscrupulously swaying her cold light, the cold light gilding the living room like a mass grave with a layer of silver light, holy but weird. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the dead living room, Zheng Yi, who played with the flame in his hand, and Rebecca, who was holding the trigger and hoping to make a big hole in Fern Wang's brain, looked at each other, and Xie Zimu stared at Fern Wang, who had a warm smile like sunshine and a venom-like proposal in his mouth.

He had to admit that this was probably the quickest way to end it all.

Finally, in the faint sigh of Fern Wang, Xie Zimu, who was staring at Fern Wang's black pupils, asked, "Why did you help us?" The sharp eyes pierced Fern Wang's heart like a knife.

Looking at Xie Zimu with a vigilant face, a strange smile quietly appeared on the corner of Fern Wang's mouth, and with this strange Fern Wang, he said: "Because I am a member of the Fanzhuo family, that's all"

With Rebecca in the shadows, she put away the Bethana T-512 automatic pistol in her hand, and Fern Wang applauded and said approvingly: "It is really worthy of being the only team leader in the history of the town safety and health task force directly under the Supreme Senate who successfully defected."

An ethereal voice sounded in the shadows: "Agreed, blood oath!"

Casually smashed the whip that was drawn towards Fern Wang, Xie Zimu stopped Zheng Yi, who didn't trust Fern King at all, and let Rebecca, who had cut his palm, and Fern Wang, close the bloody wound together.

After a burst of blood-colored light, Rebecca, stroking the healed wound, looked at Fern Wang, who was smiling like a fox, and asked, "How?"

Fern Wang took out a bottle of dark purple liquid from his tuxedo as a treasure, looked at this bottle of dark purple liquid Rebecca nodded, pointed to Fern Wang and said to Xie Zimu and Zheng Yi: "Fanzhuo clan, blood oath, credible, blood of the dead, feasible!"

With a cautious face, Fern Wang put the blood of the dead with the thickness of his thumb and shimmering with a seductive dark purple luster back into his tuxedo, and then said with relief: "Mr. Earl, I hope you can be here tomorrow night!

After handing Xie Zimu a blood-colored business card and a photo that read 'Prince's Son', Fern Wang turned into a bat with flapping wings in a puff of smoke.

"Night's Favor Bar!?" Xie Zimu, who was playing with the business card in his hand, looked thoughtfully at Fern Wang, who was drifting away.

Suddenly, Zheng Yi, whose eyes flashed with the fierceness of a hungry tiger, grabbed Rebecca's neck, the distrust in his eyes seemed to stab Rebecca's fragile heart, and a deep voice squeezed out from his clenched teeth: "Why? Are you trying to kill us?"

Looking at Zheng Yi, who had a hideous face, as if he would swallow himself at any time, Rebecca, whose face was blue, squeezed her voice out of her throat with difficulty: "The Fanzhuo clan, the members are chosen among the nobles, wealthy businessmen or other members of the upper class, the desire for power is higher than everything, he longs to become a prince, the blood oath of the Fanzhuo clan cannot be violated, the blood of the dead, the only poison that the blood clan fears, the deadly temptation!"

Rebecca, who fell into the bloodstains, looked at Zheng Yi, who was embarrassed and at a loss, and said lightly: "It's okay!"

The next day, the cool moonlight shines through the dense plane trees, casting dappled shadows in front of the crowded Night's Favor Bar, adding an ethereal hue to the bustling bar.

A man in a black woolen coat walked straight to the door of the bar, which was obscured by two fat and sturdy security guards, amid the playful and expectant eyes of the crowd, who were expecting the man to be thrown into the garbage heap next to him by the stout security guards.

In the expectant eyes of the crowd, a man dressed in old clothes stepped into the bar he longed for under the respectful gaze of the security guard, and suddenly, countless insults and disdain resounded throughout the bar, until the security guard broke a few ribs of a few brightly dressed people who tried to rush into the door of the bar, and the noisy crowd quieted down again.

The passionate music, the scorching alcohol, the psychedelic lighting, and the slight distance between people in the bar made people quickly take off their disguises, and the men and women who were eager to fill the emptiness of their hearts could not wait to kiss each other.

The man sitting in front of the bar, quietly tasting the dark red liquid in the wine glass, looked at all this indifferently, like an elf standing alone in this piece of dust, and the gloom in his eyes was heartbreaking.

"Can you please have a drink?" The soft and glutinous voice, accompanied by the rich and fragrant perfume, sounded in the man's ears, looking at the woman in front of him who was dressed in fashionable clothes to the point of almost revealing it, and the man happily agreed with an evil smile.

Yin red lips drank the cocktail served by the bartender, the lilac wine slipped from the corners of the rich mouth, down the melon-like chin and fell into the collar of the deep tunnel, the pink tongue licked, licked the remaining wine at the corner of the mouth, and asked the man like a whisper, "What's your name?"

"Earl" followed the man's whisper in the woman's ear, the warm breath brushed the woman's delicate earlobe, and a tingling sensation robbed the woman's mind of all superfluous thoughts, leaving only the most instinctive longing, the full-bodied longing, but the cold tone was like the soul of a frozen woman.

The woman who was paralyzed in Xie Zimu's arms kept rubbing her plump and slender legs, and her flushed face looked at Xie Zimu greedily like a cold and ordinary face like the north wind.

In the twilight, tequila, shimmering golden against the background of ice cubes, sloped down from Xie Zi's wood, and a handsome and well-dressed man, with an elegant smile, played with the wine glass in his hand.

"Yo, you're new here, don't you know that Miss Ni Qianqian is, Master Mars's free-range wild horse?" Behind Mars, two burly guards like bears in clothes looked at Xie Zimu with cruel expressions.

Scraping Ni Qianqian's nose, Mars said dotingly: "You're naughty again!" The manager, who squeezed out of the crowd, skillfully used silver ice tongs to sandwich the blue ice that shimmered with sky blue light from the beautifully carved silver ice bucket into the wine glass on the silver wine plate held by the waiter.

With the infusion of golden agave, the golden yellow liquor and the sky blue ice cubes create a rich and clear aroma, and the fragrant rose fragrance in the bar is also eclipsed by the aroma.

As the glass slipped from Thomas's hand, the respectful and almost humble manager reached for the glass on the silver tray, but was kicked to the cold floor by the waiter holding the tray, and the manager who got up from the ground took the tray from the waiter's hand in a cold sweat.

Trembling like a quail, he knelt down and lifted the tray to a place that Thomas could easily reach, despite the glass shards all over the floor.

Thomas looked at Xie Zimu with an indifferent face with interest, and suddenly took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the wine on Xie Zimu's body, and said, "Send him to my private room!."

Thomas looked at the woman in his arms dotingly, kissed her forehead gently, and said, "Really, really thank you very much!