After hearing this, the waiter was not surprised at all, he could see it from the beginning.

This Eight Achievements is here to trouble the next table.

"Brother, those are guests, not our girls, do you think I'll give you another batch?"

Although the waiter knew that this master was deliberately looking for trouble, he still had to say what he had to say.

After all, they are in business, and they have to be offended on both sides.

"Then I'll do it myself."

Huo Quzhi nodded indifferently, picked up a wine bottle, and walked over leisurely.

The waiter was about to go up to make a joke, and his hand was already on the walkie-talkie.

Although the bar is not afraid of fights, the security guards have to call for it.

One hand pressed the waiter.

Jiang Qi didn't bother to stand up, met the waiter's puzzled eyes, showed his mobile phone, and asked, "Let's see if there is any of your bosses up there?" ”

The waiter subconsciously looked over, and there was a series of contact information on the phone.

Several of the famous bigwigs in Changshan he had heard of were all on it!

Damn, it's gone, this is the real god in front of you.

The waiter's heart flashed with such a thought, looked at it carefully, pointed to a name and said, "Brother, our boss's surname is Chen, this is it." ”

"I know, tell Boss Chen that today's loss will be deducted from Jiang Hong's year-end dividend."

Jiang Qi withdrew his mobile phone in the waiter's puzzled first look, then suddenly, and then in shock, and waved his hand to signal the waiter to leave first.

"Brother, if you need security, give me a signal at any time."

The waiter had the insight to hide to the side.

Jiang Qi still didn't mean to get up, but just sighed in his heart.

The address book that Lao Jiang gave himself seems to be somewhat useful.

With a sigh, Jiang Qi looked next door.

"Bang!"

Should I say it or not, Huo Qu definitely did not do anything to beat people in the Qinglou before he was sick.

Although there were no wine bottles in the Han Dynasty, there were still wine jars, and they were all the same.

The bottle slammed on the top of the middle-aged man's head, making a crisp sound.

The wine is scattered.

"8888 pieces are gone."

Jiang Qi muttered.

"Mr. Sato!"

"Who are you?!"

"Looking for death?!"

"Beat up!"

The sudden change made the dozen men and women at that table stunned at first, and then became angry one by one.

Seven or eight men stood up suddenly, waved their fists and wine bottles, and rushed towards Huo Quai.

"Yawn ......"

Jiang Qi sighed, didn't bother to look at the "battlefield", and turned to look at the "Mr. Sato" who was shot in the head.

It is obviously unreasonable for an onmyoji to be stunned by a wine bottle like this.

But if this bottle is from some bastard called Huo Qu's disease, then it all makes sense.

With this Sato's fainting, the viscous evil aura that was about to emerge completely also stagnated.

"A ghost god who devours the spirit of energy?"

A black golden light flashed in Jiang Qi's eyes, and he probed the details of the evil god who was about to descend but was stuck.

A guy who uses the spirit of the living unconsciously dispersed when he is emotional.

If a person's spirit is originally stored in a milk tea cup, that place like a bar is equivalent to poking a straw on the milk tea cup.

Of course, nothing happens on weekdays, but if you run into something like this evil god.

Then, the whole person's spirit will be grabbed along this straw.

This Sato is obviously such an idea.

There are thousands of people in this bar, and one bite per person is enough for him to please the ghosts.

As for the dozen men and women, Jiang Qi knew with his toes that they were a group of guys who pursued excitement and supernatural things.

To put it bluntly, it is a rich second generation who is so idle.

With Kyushu's control and restrictions on the Xuan Cultivation Realm and the ordinary world, they naturally couldn't touch it.

It just so happened that Sato appeared at this time.

A little bit of something is enough for these guys to take it as a miracle.

However, Jiang Qi had a question in his heart.

That Sato, looking at his qi, is not a bad guy in the Onmyoji, and the ones who were annihilated by Jiang Qi on the beach are just one line behind.

A proper mainstay in the Onmyoji family.

Why did you take the risk of coming to Kyushu to make such a play?

If you want to talk about the wandering wreckage of young people, with the high-pressure environment of the island country, it is easier to collect essence and energy than Kyushu.

However, although he was confused, in Jiang Qi's opinion, it was something that didn't matter.

Anyway, this trip is to accompany Huo Qu to be sick and fool around.

When Jiang Qi's thoughts flashed, the "battle" next door had also ended.

As a famous gentleman in Chang'an City during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, Huo Quai's illness was clear about beating people.

Nine people lay on the ground and chirped.

Huo Quzhi shook off the wine bottle in his hand, and casually dragged the coat of a sluggish girl next to him and wiped it.

"Thank you."

The thing grinned at the girl, and the girl's bones suddenly became half crisp.

"You're welcome, can you add ......?"

The girl came back to her senses, didn't look at her friend who fell to the ground, and took out her mobile phone in a panic.

When she raised her head again, she found that the heroic, mysterious and handsome little brother had dragged Mr. Sato by the collar and left.

It's like dragging a dead pig.

It's handsome.

The girl stared at Huo Quai's back with a confused expression, thinking of it in her heart.

"Tsk."

Jiang Qi smacked his lips, stood up, and followed Huo Quai's departure.

Huo Quzhi dragged Sato all the way and walked out of the bar brightly, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

There is the kind of person who is ready to show his sense of justice in front of his girlfriend, and he is just about to scold, but he finds that he can't open his mouth.

As soon as he chased Huo Quzhi out of the bar, Jiang Qi's mobile phone rang.

"Aunt Chen?"

Jiang Qi took it, and a charming voice sounded on the other end.

"Xiao Jiang, you talk about it, fight in Auntie's field, and don't say a word to Auntie, if something happens to you, Auntie must not die of distress?"

"Let Auntie bother you, it's a little contradictory, go back and ask my dad to invite you to dinner, and please clean up at the bar."

Jiang Qi also said with a smile, although he had only seen this Aunt Chen at some drinking parties.

"Don't worry, you're fine."

Jiang Qi nodded with a smile, chatted a few more words, and hung up the phone.

Raising his head and looking around, Jiang Qi walked into a small alley.

With a wave of his hand, a layer of prohibition shrouded the alley.

Deep in the dark alleys.

"Poof."

Huo Quzhi threw the dead pig-like guy in his hand against the wall, looked around, and picked up a wine bottle casually.

"Bang!"

As the fragments scattered, the unconscious Sato opened his eyes in a daze.

Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a heroic young man standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Summoning your god."

The boy spoke, his voice soft, but with a majesty that made people unconsciously surrender and obey.

(End of chapter)