There is no way to say that.

She can't control it at all.

We can only hope that Han Zhen can solve the blood race as soon as possible and do not cause other troubles.

"This way, please." Shibuya does not have too much entanglement in this matter.

Han Zhen is right behind Shibuya Shaye.

Because of the appearance of Shibu Shaye, many people around him peeked. But fortunately, the clothing department Shaye temperament cold, looking at not ordinary people, no one chose to chat up.

It's a lot less trouble for Han Zhen.

"Right here." Takebu Shaye leads Han Zhen into a bar that looks slightly dark.

No matter from the decoration, or the costumes of the guests, they all deliberately look evil.

There are also many guests wearing clothes similar to the monsters in the myth and legend of Nihong.

This is also a way for many people to release their psychological pressure.

Han Zhen and Shaye, the Ministry of kimono, seem to be out of place.

Just walked into the bar, immediately attracted the eyes of many people. Many people are speculating about their identities.

"What would you like to drink, please?" The bartender, who was mixing wine, asked curiously.

"I'm looking for your boss." Shaye of the Ministry of service took out a certificate, which they used in their official missions.

When the bartender saw the certificate, he was immediately surprised and asked carefully, "what can I do for you to find our boss?"

"Just want to ask something." He said lightly.

"Good!" The bartender saw that they didn't seem to have much malice. "Our boss seldom socializes. He is resting backstage now."

"Then ask him to come out and we'll see him." Takebu Shaye took a look at Han Zhen, and then immediately said to the bartender.

The bartender was a bit embarrassed. "I'll get in touch with him first."

Shibu Shaye frowned slightly, but said, "as soon as possible."

Instead of going directly to the background, the bartender took out the phone and dialed it.

The phone beeped.

Wine slightly embarrassed, "I'm sorry, no one answered."

Shibuya has been unable to wait, "then please take us backstage to find your boss."

The bartender shivered. "Well, I can't do that. Our boss is strict with anyone who enters the backstage without permission. Otherwise, we will have bad luck! "

The bartender didn't dare to say more.

He is aware of the problem, and I'm afraid there's something frightening behind the scenes.

If this is the reason, then we should find each other more.

Just when Shaye, the service department, wanted to enter the backstage directly, Han Zhen suddenly said, "your boss has been backstage all the time and never gone out?"

"Yes Bartender nodded, and then some doubt in Han Zhen's identity, "excuse me, are you?"

Han Zhengen would not have answered this question, "if he has not appeared, then the person who died backstage must be your boss!"

The bartender was stunned for a moment, then without saying a word, rushed to the backstage immediately.

"Mr. Han, the other party is dead?" Shibuya has a tight heart.

"Yes Han Zhen used his divine sense immediately when the bartender tried to stop him.

In the divine sense, there is a young man in the backstage, with exaggerated makeup on his face, as if he is pale and invisible.

Now, he's lying on the sofa, shriveled.

His eyes were wide open, and there was no blood on his body.