Death knocked on the gate of hell

The situation in June is changing, and it is never unreasonable.Qingzhou City was sultry and hot throughout the day, and the temperature suddenly dropped at night, and it rained heavily, pouring down on pedestrians.The street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time flicker on and off, and the road in front of you is gradually becoming unclear under the rain curtain.

The wipers almost lost their function in such rain, and the tires also started to slip.Li Dongqiang had no choice but to stop the car, wiped the windshield vigorously with a rag, looked around, and found no one in his field of vision.

He thumped the steering wheel angrily: "His grandma's, lost it!"

Li Dongqiang came here with a person.

He was an idle gangster who spent two years in the police station for the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble. After he came out, he still couldn't get over his shit, and his mind was full of crimes.Wandering on the street tonight, I suddenly saw a blond, blue-eyed foreign beauty, and I had a bad idea, so I drove along all the way, thinking of finding a secluded place to deal with her.

Unexpectedly, he wanted to follow all the way, the car drove more and more sideways, when he was about to make a move, he was blocked by a heavy rain halfway, and disappeared in a daze.

He had never tasted a babe in his life.There are many foreign models who come to Qingzhou City to seek a living. He has long been envious of those white-skinned and long-legged ones. After finally catching such a beautiful one, he is not willing to go back like this.

Li Dongqiang pulled out the car keys, took a coat and propped it on top of his head to keep out the rain, and planned to get out of the car and continue searching.He couldn't believe how far that foreign girl could go.

An alley with twists and turns, like a maze, he was upset, when he caught a glimpse of a slim figure in front of him from the corner of his eye, with bright blond hair, the back alone was so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

Li Dongqiang's eyes lit up, and he quickly followed.He was far away, and he couldn't see clearly through the rain curtain, otherwise he could see that although the heavy rain was coming, it didn't get a drop on the blond beauty.

Followed a few turns and entered a dead end.Li Dongqiang thought it was time to make a move, he raised his head with a look of astonishment, and watched the blond beauty pass through the wall.

He rubbed his eyes and reconfirmed that it was a wall.

How can it be?The rain is too heavy, did he read it wrong?

Li Dongqiang ran over in disbelief, and tentatively touched the wall, but found nothing. His center of gravity was unstable, and he was suddenly pulled to the other side by a force of attraction.

He hurriedly stood still, looked up and found a bar in front of him.He stood in front of the door, behind him was the wall from when he came.

...this design is really unique.The entrance is made like a wall, where does the bar owner play hide-and-seek?

"Yanluo Bar? It's the first time I've heard it." Li Dongqiang stepped in and muttered, "It's so open, I'm not afraid of closing down."

The bar was originally a place for sex hunting, and if it was a bit dirty, there were all kinds of drugs, which would be convenient for him to attack the target.

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The interior of the bar is gorgeously decorated, lively and colorful, with colorful lights and deafening music.Men and women may dance lightly on the dance floor, or gather at booths to open champagne and taste desserts, or sit in couples and flirt with goblets on separate tables.If there is a seemingly nonexistent perfume, the air will be hot and ambiguous, and those who enter by mistake will be dazzled, and will get lost in this colorful world if they are not careful.

On the high stool in front of the bar, a tall and handsome man in black was playing with an empty glass, the smooth glass reflected a pair of stern eyebrows.

The bartender is a pretty woman, and also the owner here, named Meng Wan.

Her tone was familiar: "What do you want to drink? Whiskey, brandy or a cocktail? The first cocktail can be given away for free."

The man said, "Wahaha."

"...This bar doesn't offer Wahaha, change it."

"Sweet and crooked."

Meng Wan folded her arms and stared at him: "He's here to make trouble? Bull-headed and horse-faced, get him out."

Two burly men in security uniforms made a gesture to fight him.

"Okay, okay, let's have a glass of juice." Fan Wujiu put the glass flat and rubbed his temples, "Old Bai doesn't like the smell of alcohol, and I have to go to work with him, so I have to give my brother face."

"He won't drink if he doesn't like to smell you. Is he your brother or your wife?" Meng Wan raised her eyebrows, thinking that this steel straight man actually knows how to be considerate.

If it's a wife it's fine.Fan Wujiu thought with regret.

It's a pity that I dare not say it clearly, for fear that even my brothers will not be able to do it.

"You seem to have something on your mind." Meng Wan sized him up. "Look at my colleagues, I'll make you a cup of Mengpo soup to forget your troubles for a while. Friendship price, a cup is only [-] Ming coins, and you will lose your memory for eight seconds , If you can’t buy it, you will lose money, if you can’t buy it, you will be fooled.”

Mengpo soup is only effective for dead souls, and it can only be used as a drink for ghosts like them, and it tastes terrible.

Fan Wujiu smiled: "Juice, thank you."

"I really don't appreciate it." Meng Wan curled her lips and turned to prepare juice for him.

Five minutes later, Meng Wan handed a glass of mashed orange juice to Fan Wujiu: "Two hundred coins."

Fan Wujiu took the juice with peace of mind: "I don't have any money, so I'll pay on credit first."

"..." Meng Wan warned, "This is not an example."

The noisy bar was suddenly quiet for a moment.

Meng Wan looked up at the door, and immediately had no time to talk to Fan Wujiu.

She has to meet new guests.

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The exotic blond beauty pushed the door in, and the whole bar seemed to be pressed to stop time.No matter those who are dancing, drinking, chatting...all of them stopped their hands and turned their eyes to the person who came, their expressions were either amazed or dull.

The resident band immediately replaced the disco dance with a soft and soothing love song, and played the guitar affectionately to the visitors. A peerless beauty should have the honor of coming out with her own bgm.

The visitor has a handsome Nordic face.Her eyes are as green as emeralds, her long hair is as golden as the scorching sun, her skin is as cold and white as winter snow, and her lips are as red as roses.The facial features are impeccable as if carved by a god with a knife.If Venus with Broken Arms is the imperfect beauty that amazes the world, he is perfect and flawless, like a youth walking out of an oil painting, like a statue with arms resurrected.Even though he was dressed in rags and looked a bit like a refugee who had escaped from a disaster, it didn't affect his amazing... no, it was a shocking beauty.

When a beauty is in trouble, it is always pitiful.

Immediately, several handsome and elegant men walked towards him and said courteously, "This beautiful lady, do you need help?"

He was far more beautiful than a statue of a god, but he described it as a mess, full of dust and dust.Messy blond hair was draped over snow-white shoulders, and the holy long skirt was torn to pieces. It was unknown what ordeals they had encountered, and almost everyone in the audience felt distressed when they saw it.

But even if he is reduced to this point, he still has the innate nobility of a god.

The blond beauty spoke softly, her voice was as sweet as flower dew mixed with honey, but it was obviously not a woman: "You seem to have misunderstood something."

The men were taken aback for a moment, and then became more excited: "I am also happy to serve you."

With such a beautiful appearance, what does it matter if it is a man or a woman?This kind of indistinguishable beauty that transcends gender should be the treasure of all face control in the world!

In the circular sofa in the card seat area, several beauties sat in a row, and the glamorous lady in the middle squinted her eyes: "I'm going to sleep with him tonight."

The cute girl on the side said coquettishly, "Sister Hu, I've also taken a fancy to him."

The handsome guy passing by forked away a piece of cake on the table: "Then I'm afraid you will have to line up to Mount Olympus."

If you don't speak, all the men in the audience are ready to move, but when you speak, both men and women are restless.

What is the killing of men and women?This is called the killing of men and women!

A gentleman whispered: "Then this beautiful... Mr., do you need to get rid of that little mouse that followed behind you?"

It seems that men should not be described as beautiful, but handsome and handsome.But looking at the blond young man in front of them, their minds were blank except for the word "beautiful".

The blond beauty didn't look back, and walked straight through a group of flower protectors: "Thank you, don't bother."

How could the gods give the ants a look.He'd noticed it from the beginning, but ignored it in the end.

He walked straight to the man in black at the bar.

When everyone was staring at him in a daze, only this one was the fastest to look away, lowered his head and concentrated on drinking juice.

Very good, very special, successfully caught his attention.

The blond beauty rolled her eyes and looked pitiful: "Sir, can you borrow some money so that a homeless wanderer can have a place to stay?"

The man in black chuckled and shook the juice in the glass: "This homeless wanderer, I'm still a pauper who wants to pay for a glass of juice."

Blonde beauty: "..." Farewell.

The envoys who were eager to protect the flowers scrambled forward.

"You can use my money! No need to pay it back!"

"Don't you have a place to live? I don't know if the humble house is lucky enough to welcome you..."

"Shut up, the beauty is mine, she should come home with me!"

"Fart! He's mine!"

For a while, a group of demons danced wildly, and they actually started a group fight for the beauty's favor.

The scene was very chaotic.

In the end, it was Meng Wan who made a decisive decision: "The guest wants to stay? We can waive the bill for you. The room is on the second floor. Please follow me upstairs." Otherwise, the first floor will soon become a tragic battlefield.

Such beauty is enough to make these weak-hearted demons and ghosts lose their minds.

Fan Wujiu raised his head dissatisfied: "Why can he waive the bill when I pay on credit?"

Meng Wanbai glanced at him: "You don't care about the affairs of beauties."

Fan Wujiu: "..." This is a world that looks at faces.

"Hello, you need to register your name when you check in to the room." Meng Wan wrote.

Fan Wujiu was still caught in the imbalance of being treated differently, so he casually said, "Medusa."

Meng Wan had just written the word "beautiful", when she suddenly realized that her voice was wrong, she looked at Fan Wujiu with an unfriendly expression, "Why are you joining in the fun?"

"As soon as he came in, everyone turned to petrification, isn't it Medusa?" Fan Wujiu had a reason.

Meng Wan: That's just because of the beauty, it's not petrification in the physical sense!

The blond beauty sneered inexplicably, as if she was particularly displeased with the name: "How dare you take me for that lowly snake demon?"

Meng Wan: "So you are..."

"Venus." The blond beauty dropped a name, turned around and went upstairs in a charming manner.

One of the twelve main gods of Rome, the god of love and beauty, Venus.

Beauty personified.

Meng Wan paused, surprised at the distinguished status of the visitor, and hurriedly finished the registration to accompany this big client upstairs.

Fan Wujiu stared at that curly and graceful back, and took a sip of juice: "No wonder she is so beautiful." God of beauty, Ganqing is my job, and is responsible for her beauty.

"Is he good-looking?" A cold voice suddenly came from above.

Fan Wujiu didn't notice it: "Objectively speaking, yes."

Wait, why is this voice so familiar?

Fan Wujiu turned around and almost fell off the high stool.

"Old old old old white?! Why are you here?"

You must know that Xie Bi'an doesn't like the smell of alcohol, doesn't like noisy environments, and never set foot in places like bars.Even Fan Wujiu didn't come here often.

Fan Wujiu came here today because he had been holding back some worries for a long time, so he always wanted to drink away his worries.But when I got here, I always thought about Xie Bi'an's likes and dislikes. I only dared to ask for a bottle of Wahaha, and the last thing I drank was fruit juice.

Unexpectedly, Xie Bi'an also came to the bar for the first time.

The young man was wearing a white shirt, with delicate cuff buttons on his slender wrist bones, as reserved and elegant as a nobleman.His eyes are picturesque, his eyes are as cold as frost, his body is tall and tall, and he is incompatible with the surrounding environment.

Xie Bi'an looked at him, and after a while, he showed a faint smile: "You are quite blessed."

The voice was always cool, but this time it was unprovoked and made Fan Wujiu even more terrified.

The young man's downcast eyes fixed on him, with a half-smile.

"Didn't disturb your love affair?"