After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Dazzling lights shot around as if they had been eaten. The enchanting and graceful dancers on the stage were twisting their waists excitedly, with autumn eyes shining, and frequently threw them at the guests below the stage, causing bursts of screams. .

The sound of the stereo almost shattered the eardrums of people.

Men and women surrounded the city, and office workers in a hurry during the day indulged here.

In front of the bar, a young man in a white shirt was looking at the stage with blurred eyes, his expression was lonely and sad, obviously he had been greatly hurt.

There was already a row of wine bottles in front of him.

"Handsome, do you want another drink?"

The little brother who was bartending had been watching this young man for a long time. He had been sitting here alone for almost two hours.

Song Zheng raised his head, his face was flushed, he didn't know whether he had drunk too much alcohol or was too sad, his air pressure was very low, and his whole body revealed a sense of despair.

He grabbed the wine bottle in front of him with one hand and poured wine into the glass, but the wine bottle was already empty.

"Why is it gone?" Song Zheng shook the bottle and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Why is there no more wine..."

His vision was already blurred, and the noise around him seemed to be wafting in his ears through a membrane, buzzing, making his brain hurt from the noise.

Song Zheng patted the bar hard, and suddenly asked loudly: "Why is there no wine, where is my wine, give it to me..."

The people sitting around were startled by the sound, they all looked over, and then turned their heads away.

This is obviously drunk, and there is no reason to talk to a drunk person.

However, in places where the lights were not illuminated, there were also some malicious eyes looking up and down at Song Zheng.

There is disgusting greed and lust in these gazes, which only makes people feel very uncomfortable.

The little brother who was bartending looked at the empty wine bottles and couldn't help but said, "Dude, you're already drunk, where do you live, do you want someone to pick you up?"

Song Zheng was lying on the bar counter, because his reaction became extremely slow after being drunk, it took him a long time to seem to hear the bartender's words.

"What house? I'm drunk!" Song Zheng sat down slowly, frowned and looked at the bartender, and said loudly, "I'm not drunk...I'm not drunk, bring me another bottle."

If they were not drunk, the word drunk would not exist.

Good-looking people have privileges everywhere. The bartender looked at this young man with a flushed face and moist eyes, and couldn't help comforting him: "No matter what happens, it will pass. Drink less alcohol, it will hurt your health."

Song Zheng pursed his lips, and suddenly became angry. He stretched out his hand and swept all the wine bottles on the bar to the ground, crying loudly: "She doesn't want me anymore, and no one cares about me if I get hurt. Just drink to death." never mind."

The surrounding voices suddenly attracted attention, and the bartender was taken aback, then hurried out of the table to pull him.

Song Zheng was already crying: "They all look down on me, look down on me, even the person I like the most don't want me, what's wrong with me being an orphan, orphans are still looked down upon by them!"

"Brother, you're drunk... someone, hurry up and take him away!"

The bartender stepped on the broken glass to help Song Zheng, but he opened it with one hand.

"Don't touch me, I'm not drunk, I'll pay for it, pay it... stay with you!"

Song Zheng tilted his body, staggered out a pile of money from his trouser pocket, and slapped it on the table without looking at it.

"Leave me alone, none of you...don't care about me."

After paying the money, he staggered towards the outside of the bar, crying as he walked.

The bartender looked at the pile of money on the table, which was enough to compensate for the loss, so he didn't stop him.

Song Zheng walked out of the bar in such a crooked manner. He didn't stand up straight with the wall until he walked a long way.

The originally blurred eyes suddenly became clear, and the flush on his face gradually faded.

He wiped away the tears from his eyes and rubbed his mouth.

"I can't tell. Your acting skills are good. If you don't catch monsters and go to acting, you might be very popular. It's much better than those popular little fresh meats."

He Lan's joking voice suddenly came from the wall.

Song Zheng's cheeks were really red now, and he felt that today he had completely humiliated him in his entire life.

He's drinking, being rude, and crying like an idiot.

"Teacher, don't laugh at me."

"I didn't laugh at you, I praised you!" He Lan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes were serious.

"However, you said you had a good drinker before, and I worried a little bit. Now that I see you, I really underestimate you."

He Lan was really surprised. He didn't expect Song Zheng to be drunk.

Song Zheng scratched his head: "I'm also very surprised about this. Except for the different taste, I don't think there is any difference between drinking alcohol and drinking water. I have never been drunk anyway."

He Lan hummed in a low voice, then said seriously, "Did you find anything?"

Song Zheng thought for a while: "I didn't feel the evil spirit either, but this bar is a bit strange, I can't put it into words, it just has a different feeling."

He Lan: "It's not so easy to take the bait, wait a minute, you have already sent the information today, you have to be patient when fishing."

Song Zheng thought of what He Lan said before, besides being orphans and young people, the man behind the scenes is looking for another condition, that is, has an urgent desire to get something, or win, just like Zheng Yuan, Or feelings, just like the lovelorn played by Song Zheng.

There is a desire to have a desire to trade, and these conditions are indispensable.

Song Zheng: "Teacher, I will continue tomorrow."

He Lan pondered for a while: "Don't make too much noise tomorrow. Today's goal has been achieved. You just need to show that you are born without love or want to get back together."

Song Zheng nodded.

The dim lights on the side of the road are not very bright, and the light from the top of the head shows the young man's slightly red cheeks.

Because of crying, the corners of Song Zheng's eyes were still a little wet, and he looked pitiful as if he had been bullied.

He Lan wiped the corner of his eyes with his hand, and said in a low voice, "When this matter is resolved, I will apply for a bonus for you."

Song Zheng's eyes lit up, and he raised his head slightly to look at him, "Then can I get reimbursed for the drink tonight?"

He Lan laughed: "Report, how much, I'll transfer it to you."

After transferring the money, He Lan also pulled him into a group.

'Monster Hunting Alliance Workers Group'

This is a large group of more than 500 people, and it is very lively inside. As soon as I entered, there was a flash of news.

Slightly smiled: Is there anyone going to Xiangxi? I ​​took a small order and asked someone to travel with me.

Happy life: travel to Xiangxi?Looking for zombies?

Where do you not meet in life: sell magic tools, spells, and other magical tools for catching monsters, and private message me if you want them.

Admin: The work group asks me to post an advertisement, and offenders will be banned for three days.

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Song Zheng stared at it in a daze. He didn't expect so many people to catch monsters.

He Lan: "All the alliance employees in this group are in it. There's nothing serious and they're just chatting. If you find it annoying, just block it."

Song Zheng had already flashed a large amount of news in just such a short time, and there were people chatting almost all the time, so he did not hesitate to click the message Do Not Disturb.

"I'll pull you into another group, which is all from our group."

Before Song Zheng understood what their group meant, he was pulled into a small group. There were not many people and Song Zheng only had six of them.

Song Zheng looked at the group chat name.

'Elite'.

Is that what he understood.

The elite group is very quiet, there will be no one to chat with, there is only one message on the interface, which is the news that He Lan pulled him into the group.

"What does this group... mean?"

Song Zheng felt that his entry into the job was not an ordinary route. There was no internship period, no rookie period, and he directly entered the elite mode.

This also flatters him, a little panic!

"In the league, each performs its duties and has its own divisions. We belong to the assault group."

He Lan's words were understated, and Song Zheng didn't care too much about what it meant to advance into the group, it was just strange.

"Teacher... when did I join the group." Why, the person involved didn't know at all.

"Your first day in the league."

Song Zheng: "...".

"These are off-topic. The members of the assault team are easy to get along with. It's already midnight. They should be asleep. You can chat with them when you are free tomorrow."

He Lan didn't care what he said, and Song Zheng hadn't felt what the surprise team meant. He was a little surprised, but he focused more on this case.

"Teacher, go back today first?"

It's already midnight, there are almost no pedestrians on the road, and there are even fewer vehicles passing by.

He Lan took Song Zheng back to the dormitory, and after saying good night to each other, they went back to their rooms.

Song Zheng took a shower and went to bed with a sleepy face, and fell asleep, while He Lan in the opposite dormitory turned on the computer again.

On the other end of the computer, the video is running.

Tan Gaojie was wearing dark blue pajamas, with his mobile phone on with hazy eyes.

"Boss, what instructions do you have?" Tan Gaojie once rejoiced that he was still single. If he slept with a wife next to him, he might divorce him.

"After work tomorrow, I will send the documents that need to be signed to the apartment recently. If there is an emergency, I will contact you on the mobile phone. I will not go to the company this week. It is not important. You can decide."

Tan Gaojie nodded, and then he didn't know what to think, and said gossipingly: "Boss, do you need to add anything to the room opposite you?"

He Lan narrowed his eyes and glanced at him, Tan Gaojie swallowed all the words.

Their boss looked polite and gentle, it was only because he was wearing glasses.

He once felt that the glasses were like a mask, hiding all the ruthlessness of the boss.

Just like now, after being glanced at like this, Tan Gaojie only felt that his whole body was completely chilled.

He zippered his mouth very sensibly, and turned off the video quickly.

He Lan turned off the computer, rubbed her head, and rested.

In the next few days, Song Zheng fully made He Lan feel what it means to never pour a thousand cups.

He drank in the bar for three consecutive days. Apart from drinking, he devoted himself to playing the role of a lovelorn who was hurt by his lover but was unwilling.

It was not until late at night on the fourth day that the fish finally took the bait.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Song Zheng: Do you fight for wine?

He Lan: Are you trying to get me drunk and have some bad intentions?