Chapter 162 (1/2)

The dream bar at night is as enchanting and charming as it was at first sight. The neon lights flashing alternately show an ambiguous taste of great temptation.

However, standing outside the door, he slowly pulled out a bitter smile at the corners of his mouth.

”This little girl can really pester people.”

With a slight sigh, he walked in with a hard head.

However, different from the first time, he has changed his clothes now, not the eye-catching monk's robe, but a straight suit.

After all, such a dress, although it still seems strange to enter the bar, it is not as good as the monk's robe.

In the bar, the guests are like leeks. They go one after another, and there are people who have seen waste for the first time. I'm afraid I can't recognize them if I see them again at the moment.

After all, people's forgetfulness, the change of clothes and the hurry of that day all doomed me to be just a legend.

However, someone recognized vanity. It was the bartender.

Anyway, he was also a party at that time. Although his informant was not found, he was worried about it for a long time.

Of course, the development of things in the future was completely beyond his expectation, but it was not a level that he could not understand.

At the moment, when the bar saw vanity coming in, his face changed directly. However, he still had a bit of concentration after spending a long time in such a mixed place as the bar.

Qiang Ziyi patted his companion: ”Xiaoqiang, you go to greet the guests. I'll find sister Yan.”

Then, ignoring Xiaoqiang's protest, he went straight to the backstage.

”Sister Yan, the bald head is coming again!” A slightly frightened voice showed the panic in his heart.

After all, he is also an informer. He is very guilty. What's more, the bald man's force is too abnormal. He also likes to invite people to talk to the Buddha. How can he not be frightened?

Only by holding the tough backstage of Liu Yan can he have a sense of security.

”Bald man?” Liu Yan was stunned, but she didn't react. Who was he talking about.

”The bald monk who gambled with sister Yan and then went into the kitchen!”

”Cough...” Liu Yan immediately knew who it was. She couldn't help blushing and spat gently at the bartender: ”nonsense again. I won't sew your mouth up.”

The bartender stuck out his tongue and knew he had said the wrong thing.

Hearing that wasted time came to the bar, Liu Yan was in a state of mind and went straight out. Turning to see the bartender, she was still frightened and frightened. She was suddenly surprised: ”what's the matter with you?”

The bartender didn't know the relationship between Liu Yan and idleness. He just thought idleness knew what he had denounced and wanted to come to find him trouble. At that moment, he thought of the ferocity of idleness when inviting several people to talk with the Buddha. He immediately softened his knees and knelt down in front of Liu Yan.

”Sister Yan, I'm wrong!”

Liu Yan was stunned immediately. What's the situation?