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"Young master, drink a cup first to comfort Feng Chen." Hearing her soft voice, I couldn't resist.

She poured herself a cup and clinked it with me. She said with a smile, "Young Master, do you want this one to serve you first?"

The slightly coquettish tone sounded really nice.

It had no ability to resist at all …

By some strange accident, I picked up my glass and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiao Qian, on the other hand, only took a sip and immediately refilled my glass. "Does young master want to get drunk that badly? "I still want to chat with young master. Is young master in a hurry to get to the main topic?"

She was very beautiful, and every frown and smile was very charming. Her soft words seemed to be filled with seduction … I was actually happy to hear it...

No, no, no. How could this be? Was this the feeling of being moved?

In the past, I always thought it was a waste of time to focus on the love between a man and a woman. Why would I feel this way about this girl I didn't know who called herself Xiao Qian?

No, no, what's wrong with me?

The old procuress had clearly said that she couldn't see Xiaoqian …

Xiao Qian, is she a ghost that others can't see? Or was it someone I imagined?

Why am I completely unable to resist this Xiao Qian whom I met by chance?

Was it because he had gone through three years of inhumane time in the treatment center and changed his mind?

No...

For some reason, I felt that I had let my guard down, that I was no longer thinking about my purpose here, that I was no longer thinking about any organization, that I just wanted to drink with Xiaoqian, that I wanted to drink with her, that she had poured wine for me.

After drinking a lot, Little Qian stood up and came to my side...

She reached out and took my hand, which was holding the glass, and I felt her soft, smooth hand.

Then, she sat on my lap...

Temperature?

Yes, she had warmth on her hands and body, so she shouldn't be a ghost.

But why, in front of Xiao Qian, am I, who is usually rather self-disciplined and self-disciplined, not able to resist at all? When she lets me drink, I drink. When she touches my hand, I touch her hand. When she sits on me, I can't help but wrap my arms around her waist …

At this moment, I don't want to be a Willow, I just want to be a Casanova...

To be a romantic ghost worshipped under a small white dress...

His consciousness gradually faded …

"..."

A gust of wind blew, and I woke up with a start.

When I opened my eyes, I was still at the same antique Eight Immortals Table. I was sitting in the teacher's chair, my arms numb.

My head was spinning, and I tried to remember what had happened.

Oh, by the way, I came out of the dorm and followed Li Fengyun to this bar while hiding downstairs.

The name of the bar was strange. It was the Terror Bar, and as soon as I entered, I saw the bartender in the costume shop looking like a waiter. He was wearing a big shirt and riding a balance car, which I mistook for the guy floating over here.

Then I saw a woman dressed as a bawd. She invited me in and arranged this table for me. I bought a pot of carved wine and paid a hundred dollars for it.

And then I drank at this table, and it seemed... It seemed like there was also a very classical dressed girl who was drinking with him …

The woman called herself Xiaoqian. Her face was deathly pale and her voice was soft, which made it very comfortable to listen to …

But the bawd could not see her!

Thinking about this, I suddenly stood up and looked at my phone and stuff. They were still there.

On the table, a jug of wine with flowers and carvings on it had already reached the bottom. Beside the seat that I was sitting on, there was an ancient looking wine cup.

Yes, there was only one glass.

The armchair opposite him was empty, and on the table opposite him, there was no sign of another wine cup.

Where did that girl who called herself Xiao Qian go?

After thinking carefully for a long time, Xiao Qian seemed to be toasting me. She didn't drink much herself, but I always picked up my cup and drained it … Then she sat on my lap!

Damn, how can this be!

I patted my head and remembered the purpose of my visit.

I came here to find out what Li Fengyun had been doing these past few days. He came home very late every day, and when he came back he was drunk and in a bad mood.

But why did my mind not focus on Li Fengyun after I came here, and instead started studying this bar? Study their decorations, study the wines they sold, study the girl called Xiao Qian?

No, no, no.

Although I am still a little dizzy, but the way of thinking has basically been smooth.

Where was Li Fengyun? Did he come here to drink every day?

Did he come here just to drink, or did he have some other motive?

Could anyone else really not see a girl named Xiao Qian?

My alcohol tolerance is not bad, why can't I control this kind of low grade flower sculpting wine?

Where did Little Qian go, what happened after she sat on my lap and I put my arm around her waist? Why, I don't remember at all?

Am I drunk? A three or four catty flower carving can make me this drunk? Why was there only my glass on the table when I woke up? Where did Little Qian go?

His head was still dizzy … The previous scene was very similar to the story of the scholar and the fox immortal that Mr. Pu Songling had written.

Am I the scholar in the story?

And Xiao Qian was that Celestial Fox?

Why don't I remember what I did? And why did I stop paying attention to Li Fengyun the moment I came in? Why did I feel that Xiao Qian was so charming? Why did I forget my original purpose in coming here?

No, that's not right. Something must have happened in the middle, but I didn't remember it.

This feeling is so terrible that I'm going to break down...

I don't want to believe there really is a fox fairy. When he didn't know the truth behind the previous incident with Yang Wenchao and Han Chunsheng, they all seemed like supernatural incidents. However, the truth proved that those were all plots and plots by someone else.

There shouldn't be any ghosts or gods in this world.

As my mind cleared, I began to think about what had happened.

The girl who called herself Xiaoqian was most likely the one who was taken care of in this bar!

That's right, that's right. The owner of this bar had put on terrifying gimmicks. Whether it was the retro style of the Chinese style, the strange bartender disguised as a waiter, or the bawd in charge of greeting customers, they were all abnormal.

If that was the case, then that Xiao Qian might also be their method of recruiting customers.

This bar is certainly a lot better than the very straightforward and profitable places to serve.

The old procuress lied that she couldn't see Xiao Qian and that Xiao Qian didn't have to pay any fees to drink with me. This kind of meeting was quite exciting and attractive to every man.

No wonder Li Fengyun comes here every day, so the service here is beyond my imagination.

The music that came in after I entered as well as the perfume that was on Xiao Qian's body were all likely to have hallucinogenic effects. If not, with my mental fortitude, I wouldn't have fallen in love the moment I saw Xiao Qian.

It was impossible for me to get drunk if I drank two or three catties of wine, but at that time, Xiao Qian had only drunk a few cups with me.

Although this bar is not a place where dirt is stored, its marketing methods are also not up to standard.

Although I didn't lose anything, nor did I lose anything physically, upon careful consideration, I couldn't stand the feeling of being controlled and losing myself as soon as I entered the door.

Li Fengyun was such a smart person, yet he didn't see anything strange about this?

Or could it be that the enticement he received was even harder to resist than mine?

I smoked two more cigarettes before my head cleared a little.

Looking past the screen, he saw the heavily made-up bawd again.

"Sir, have you finished drinking?" she asked with a smile.

This guy must be on the same side as Xiao Qian.

I checked the time before I came out. I hadn't slept for very long, about two hours, and it was just after eight in the evening.

"Alright, I still have things to do. I'll come back tomorrow night." I also smiled and said, thinking, when I go out, I'll give Xu Haoqing a call and let him carry this bar.

The old procuress said, "That's good. By the way, guest, what was that woman you were talking about earlier?"

She had an elusive smile on her face, and I smiled back. "It's nothing. I was joking."

Looking at the bar again, I only saw several screens. As for whether there was any Li Fengyun who drank too much behind the screens, I didn't know. I also didn't know where Xiao Qian had gone to.

It was time to leave. He couldn't stay here for long. Staying here for too long would cause his mind to become delirious. While I was still conscious, I hurried towards the main entrance.

The bawd didn't say much, and I didn't see any other guests either. Those guests were probably all behind the screen, enjoying the coquettish atmosphere that resembled the allure of a fox.

I really want to go over those screens and see how the customers behind them have been destroyed by this bar, but I know that with my own power, I am unable to compete with this mysterious and strange bar. I might as well leave behind a useful body and ask Xu Haoqing for help.

Fortunately, the bawd didn't stop me or make it difficult for me, so she let me go out.

Opening the door curtain, he did not see the waiter floating around. It was already late in the night outside, and the red lantern at the entrance gave off an especially mysterious feeling. The red light cut through the night, as if it had returned to the ancient era several hundred years ago …

Just as he pushed open the door and was about to leave, a young man dressed in fashionable clothing walked in.

The young man was no more than twenty years of age. He was dressed in a black leather suit with a buzz cut, ear studs, and a nose ring. His figure was thin and he wore smoky makeup.

A face to face, this is a very different kind of young guy left a deep impression on me.

His dressing reminded me of a vampire from the West …

When he was wrong, the corner of the young man's mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile that he did not understand.

He couldn't help but glance at him a few more times, but he didn't stop.

He thought to himself, "Is this young man here to have fun too?" Could Xiao Qian, who served me before, sit on his lap later?

F * ck, what the hell are you doing?

Ye Zichen pinched his thigh to clear his mind, then turned to look at the young man who was about to enter …

It doesn't matter if I don't look at it, but it is enough to shock me …

The young man with his back to me was just opening the curtain with his hand when one foot stepped in.

I saw his back.

To my surprise, the back of his neck.

On the back of this young man's neck, there was a small tattoo.

He made a Chinese character.

One force above, two forces below, three forces arranged in glyphs...

It was a remote word, and I didn't know it before. However, during this period of time, I was extremely familiar with this character.

"Ah!"

Three Forces for One... The mysterious and powerful organization, the brutal "Superman Project" living experiment, the most important and most fearsome enemy of the alliance formed by Li Fengyun and Xu Haoqing...

"Ah!"