Chapter 324 - Chapter 324: Chapter 324: The Demon Cemetery

Chapter 324: Chapter 324: The Demon Cemetery

At that moment, Xiong Fei glanced at Huang Xiaolong with a challenging look. “You… you dare to have a cocktail mix-off with me?”

As he spoke, Xiong Fei’s face began to turn a shade of red.

He was aware that his behavior was utterly lacking in grace.

However, growing up in poverty made him feel inferior, and he didn’t have any particular talents. Except for mixing drinks, he felt weak in every other aspect. Only in the realm of cocktail making did he find confidence and courage!

Bai Ping had always been his goddess, the woman he loved most in his life. However, she only regarded him as a good friend, even a confidant, with no romantic feelings involved.

Over the past two years, he’d witnessed several men exploit Bai Ping’s feelings, manipulate her emotions… It was heartbreaking to him! Yet, instead of resenting Bai Ping, he fell more deeply in love with her!

And now, another rival in love had appeared!

Grinding his teeth and standing his ground, he was ready to fight this love rival to the death!

Cocktail mixing was his most formidable weapon, and the only one he had! He intended to crush his rival in this domain and remove him from Bai Ping’s life!

“Ah Love, just what is it that makes one promise life and death with another…” Huang Xiaolong looked at Xiong Fei with a pitiful gaze before sighing. “You know, I didn’t want to deal with you. However, since you’re so infatuated, let’s do it. You want a cocktail competition, right? Hmm… make it quick then, I’ll start.”

With that, Huang Xiaolong began rolling up his sleeves.

“Master…Please don’t lower yourself to Xiong Fei’s level,” Bai Ping muttered on the side.

“Mixing cocktails… it’s pretty simple.” Huang Xiaolong grinned.

“Good! You go first!” Xiong Fei’s eyes were filled with barely concealed excitement!

He was confident that he could defeat his rival in the field of cocktail mixing!

No matter whether Bai Ping would finally accept him, at least he had driven away a man who tried to toy with her!

At once, Xiong Fei made some space on the bar counter for Huang Xiaolong.

All around, many people had gathered, excitedly watching the challenge begin. Some even took out their phones and started snapping pictures.

“Wow~Xiong Fei must be planning to prepare a high-difficulty cocktail…

“In the cocktail world of Binhai, Xiong Fei is an unbowed legend, no one can defeat him!”

“This guy really has the audacity to mix drinks in front of Xiong Fei, he’s just asking for humiliation~~~”

“Xiong Fei! Brother Fei! Slap his face hard! Show him what real cocktail mixing art is!”

“15 milliliters of tequila, 15 milliliters of black rum, 15 milliliters of Scotch whisky, 15 milliliters of American whiskey, 15 milliliters of almond brandy…” muttered Huang Xiaolong as he poured the drinks he needed into his cocktail shaker.

Suddenly, Xiong Fei heard Huang Xiaolong’s words and his mind trembled. He exclaimed, “He…he…is he trying to mix…impossible! Impossible! That’s the hardest cocktail in the world to make! Impossible! He must be bluffing!”

At Gao Tianxiang’s private booth.

This booth was the largest one in Spring Bar, capable of accommodating dozens of people without feeling crowded.

At that moment, the boss of Spring Bar, a middle-aged man with a face full of meat, stood at Gao Tianxiang’s side, nodding and bowing as if he were a dog. He said respectfully, “Young Master Gao, this kid is named ‘Jia Hong’ and he’s a regular customer. He’s a college student from a nearby college.”

Standing next to the bar’s boss was a male student who had brought Zhaoyue out. He knew a few punks and would often get into fights and hit on girls. But in front of Young Master Gao, he was trembling. “Yo…you… Young Master Gao, nice…to m…meet you…”

“Don’t be nervous.” Gao Tianxiang smirked arrogantly. “The girls you brought are not too bad. Hmm, that one in the simple dress, call her in here. Yes, go ahead.”

Gao Tianxiang pointed toward Zhaoyue, who was waiting outside the booth.

“Eh?” Jia Hong glanced in the direction he had pointed before shaking his head instinctively. “Young Master Gao… it can’t be done… Zhaoyue… she’s not one of the bar princesses… She’s my classmate…and…I heard her father is an official in the city…”

Zhaoyue generally kept a low profile and never boasted about her father, the mayor, in school. As a result, even classmates were not aware of her family background, only knowing that her father worked at the city government.

Only a few people knew what position he held, and they remained silent on the subject.

Just as Jia Hong finished his words!

Bang!!

A loud explosion!

A beer bottle hit Jia Hong’s head directly!

The bottle shattered, splashing beer all over his face. His head was badly injured and blood spurted out.

“Ah!!! Ouch Ouch” Jia Hong immediately curled up on the ground, holding his head as his body began to tremble. “Don’t…don’t…don’t hit me…it hurts…”

The burly African-American, who bore a striking resemblance to Shaquille O’Neal, casually dropped a beer bottle shard in his hand while his eyes gleamed with icy chill. He then smirked and stated in English, “You must consider yourself lucky. If this were Africa or South America, you’d be a corpse by now.”

“Ha-ha-ha-ha… ha-ha-ha…”

Laughter filled the room, a mocking laughter.

“Er… Young Master Gao… please… give me face, don’t… don’t cause trouble,” the bar owner said, his face covered in fear.

Gao Tianxiang’s crowd gave off a baffling shiver to him.

“Young Master Gao, how about I bring the girl here? Please… don’t be angry… I’ll bring her to you right away,” the boss pleaded.

Gao Tianxiang waved dismissively at the bar owner, then fixated on Jia Hong, who was too frightened to make a sound. “Brat, you know who I am? Dare to defy me? Believe it or not, I can ruin you? Get up, kneel in front of me and slap yourself in the face, 1000 times!”

Jia Hong dared not to argue, struggling to get up, knelt in front of Gao Tianxiang, and began to smack his own face.

“Ah ha-ha-ha… isn’t this fun, Captain?” Gao Tianxiang was overjoyed, relishing this crude display of unbridled humiliation and dominance.

“Gao, not bad. This is real living! I have to say, I love it here in Binhai! Ha-ha-ha-ha!” The Captain too joined the laughter.

Meanwhile, Huang Xiaolong, holding a cocktail shaker, began shaking it rhythmically. Suddenly, he exudes an almost gentlemanly, aristocratic air!

Damn, he’s so cool!

At that moment, everyone near the bar had almost all agreed that Huang Xiaolong was a descendant of an ancient family with a strong sense of etiquette.

“Wow… the master knows how to mix drinks!” Bai Ping’s eyes sparkled.

Xiong Fei’s expression became more and more serious.

The next second, Huang Xiaolong’s shaking technique changed!

It became incredibly quick! So fast that it was dazzling!

His hands turned into indiscernible trails!

And the liquor in the cocktail shaker was seemingly constrained by an invisible force, it actually levitated!

After half a minute!

With a soft thud

The suspended liquor burst open!

Vaporized!

Huang Xiaolong had vaporized the liquor using a special technique!

Closer inspection revealed the vaporized liquor to be a dull grey colour!

Just like… the color of a cemetery at dusk!

Eerily strange, ominously gloomy, chillingly cold!

“God… Good heavens… this… this is real…” Xiong Fei’s eyes widened in shock as he swallowed uneasily.

The crowd observing nearby at the bar was also speechless.

Huang Xiaolong chuckled, pouring the liquor from the shaker into a stemmed glass, “It is said that this cocktail is the closest thing to death… When tasting it, it’s like dancing with the Grim Reaper”

Huang Xiaolong picked up a glass of stout and poured it into the stemmed glass.

Bang!!!!!!

The stout strangely turned into fog, suspending directly above the liquid in the glass.

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The black fog concealed a dark cemetery, imparting a bone-chilling sense of omnipresent danger…

“The most difficult cocktail in the world to prepare, the ‘Devil’s Cemetery’…” Huang Xiaolong smiled as he placed the finished cocktail on the bar countertop. He turned to Xiong Fei, who appeared genuinely spooked, and said, “Alright, you don’t have to mix anymore. Give me the USB stick.”

Meanwhile, Zhaoyue was forcefully ushered into Gao Tianxiang’s private room by the bar owner and several of his minions!

It was as if a delicate lamb had been placed into a lion’s den!