The strongest talent.

Chapter 85 Doomsday Bar
In the middle of March in the lunar calendar, the lights of the base in Kyoto are lit up, and the wide streets are full of traffic, and the lights of various colors are intertwined into a gorgeous ocean.

In the middle of Xidan Commercial Street, at the entrance of the Doomsday Bar, Yuan Qing got out of the taxi and saw Zhou Yuan waiting there at first sight.

I haven't seen him for more than half a month. Zhou Yuan still looks like a soldier. He stands up straight and wears casual sportswear. He still can't hide his heroic spirit as a Chinese soldier. He greets him with a friendly smile on his face. Shaking hands, then walked to the bar, smiling while walking: "Busy people, it's not easy to buy you a drink. The students in the class asked me to ask, when will you have time to give everyone another skill explanation class?"

"Let's change another day, I'm still a little busy recently, maybe a day or two, maybe three or five days, I can't tell." Yuan Qing walked with a smile, half joking and half serious: "How are those thorny heads practicing? Has the fat man lost weight?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing.

Yuan Qing was talking about Huang Dongdong and Zhu Tonghai, students in Class A1. They said in the last lecture that they need to practice spinning skills, and they also have requirements for their bodies. Being too obese will inevitably lead to disadvantages; those two fat people have been trying their best to lose weight recently, control their diet, and use high-intensity Training... On average, I lost more than ten catties, and my body looks much better.

"You still remember this, I'll tell them about it later, and give them another shot of chicken blood." Zhou Yuan smiled and walked, and Yuan Qing walked around the vibrating and revolving dance floor in the center of the bar, facing the colorful dance floor in the bar. Colored light, passing through the noise of singing and dancing, walked to the reserved private box on the first floor.

All the private rooms have the same decoration, mutated animal skin sofas, wooden wine tables, soundproofing devices, and are relatively quiet.

"Two gentlemen." In the box, a charming waitress bowed slightly: "What can I order?"

Zhou Yuan reached out to take the smart wine list from the waitress, passed it to Yuan Qing, and said generously: "Yuan Qing, let's agree, I'll treat you to this meal, you can't pay any more."

"OK." Yuan Qing snapped his fingers, and quickly clicked on the wine list; Bloody Mary, Netherworld Swamp, Dragon's Kiss, Huoshaoyun, Volcanic Love... But all the spirits he had ever drank, he ordered double servings. More than 30 cups, with a total price of 63 union currency.

The smile on Zhou Yuan's face froze, and his heart twitched—teacher Yuan, when did I offend you, let's talk about it, don't do it like this, okay? 63 alliance coins, including subsidies, allowances, and other benefits... My six-year salary is not that much.

"Today, I will rest only when I am drunk, and if I am not drunk, I will not go home." Yuan Qing returned the smart wine list to the waitress, and said with a smile: "Zhou Yuan, I will treat you to this meal, which is of great significance... Order more if you don't have enough, brother is not short of money. "

The waitress left the box to urge him to drink. Zhou Yuan put his fists together and praised him sincerely: "Brother is magnificent, I admire you. I want an SS-grade alloy sword. Look at me..."

Yuan Qing rolled his eyelids and gave this shameless guy two words: "Get out."

"Haha." Zhou Yuan couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Not long after, colorful cocktails were delivered one after another. The two chatted about the interesting things in the academy and the spinning skills they had taught. They toasted each other and drank heavily. Something called friendship slowly fermented, and their faces were a little wine red. , the more we chat, the more fun we have.

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"It's coming soon."

On the main road of Xidan in the Kyoto base, a sturdy military alloy off-road vehicle is driving fast on the road, and it runs straight through the red light; the young man surnamed Fan who drives the off-road vehicle looks at Qu in the back row Zhendong's tone was not without ridicule: "Why, after suffering the loss last time, you are still holding back fire? It's not very useful to hold Buddha's feet temporarily. After cultivating desperately for more than half a month, it's better to come out and relax. The mentality is also part of cultivation."

On the back seat, Qu Zhendong sat between two young students, his forehead was throbbing with veins, his eyes were blood red, and his voice was exhausted, with hints of anger: "Brother Fan, Sister Fan, as long as you let me If you find a chance, you will never spare him."

"What kind of thing is he, but he just hugged the thigh of the King of Siberia." On the co-pilot, the younger sister of the young man surnamed Fan sneered: "If you really want to kill him, that's it, he is not the King of Siberia My dear son, will the King of Siberia take that little favor to heart?"

Several people did not say who "he" was in the conversation, but the five people in the car clearly said that the "he" was Yuan Qing.

"Qu Zhendong, your Hongdu Group is useless, you can't even deal with a grassroots." The student sitting on Qu Zhendong's left played with a bone pistol inlaid with animal crystals, and made a start to the crowd outside the car window. The gun moved, the lips rubbed, and the sound of bullets shooting out of the gun chamber: "piu!"

The student on the right had a very fair face, long hands, and a smoldering flame rose from the tip of his finger. He lit a thin cigarette and threw another one to Qu Zhendong, with a strange expression: "There is something like the King of Siberia, he is standing sideways in the Kyoto Academy. Let's go, just leave the academy, hum."

As he spoke, he flicked his finger, and a line of fire shot out from the car window and landed at the door of a shop along the street, causing a crowd of passers-by to exclaim.

"Zhang Yuncheng, Li Baixing." Qu Zhendong looked at the two people on the left and right, and said in a cold voice, "You make a price, let's set up a game, find a way to get Yuan Qing out of the academy, and work together to get him, I don't believe we can't kill him. "

The bone pistol in Zhang Yuncheng's hand stopped slightly, and the flames at Li Baixing's fingertips flickered slightly. The two of them looked at each other through Qu Zhendong, then turned their heads away, and sneered at the same time.

"Okay, don't say a few words, it's almost here." The young man surnamed Fan looked at the three of them through the rearview mirror, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Old rules, the venue is cleared all night, Zhendong hasn't come out for a long time, drink more today."

After finishing speaking, he stepped on the accelerator, and the off-road vehicle accelerated forward, like a rampaging beast, running wildly all the way, and stopped directly at the door of the Doomsday Bar, all got off and walked in.

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In the private room on the first floor of the Doomsday Bar, Yuan Qing's face was full of wine, shaking a glass of fiery red cocktail lightly, with a smile on his face: "Zhou Yuan, you need to be sincere when making friends. I have told you a lot about my experience. I have been hiding and hiding, what is my real identity, tell me—the combat staff officer of the small army, I don’t believe this.”

"If it's fake." Zhou Yuan's face was as red, he took a sip of a dark blue cocktail, rubbed his forehead and said with a smile: "Yuan Qing, I don't have any real identity, I'm really a small staff officer. You can guess by age You see, my position is not that high, and I have to make meritorious service to become a staff officer, and the assessment...you see, I still don't believe it."

The two were drinking, chatting and laughing, when suddenly—the door of the box was gently pushed open by the previous waitress, she walked in with an apologetic face, and bowed slightly: "Gentlemen, I'm so sorry, there are distinguished guests tonight Reservation is required, 8% off the drinks that have been drunk, and the undrinked drinks can be refunded, please bear with me."

"Secretary?" Yuan Qing frowned.

I just drank less than half of the 80 or so cocktails I ordered earlier, and I was far from enjoying myself. Now that I am leaving, the goal of getting drunk and resting has not been achieved, which is somewhat a pity.

Opposite the wooden wine table, Zhou Yuan stood up slowly, and said with a smile: "Yuan Qing, you sit down, I'll go and chat with them, we drink in the private room, it won't affect them much. I really don't want to, let's change the bar Keep drinking."

"Okay." Yuan Qing took the cocktail in his hand and smiled: "Don't force it, it's the same wherever you drink it."

When Zhou Yuan walked out of the private room, the guests outside were shouting one after another. The lights on the dance floor that were rotating and vibrating in the center had just been extinguished. The scarlet flames were burning, the dissatisfaction on his face was put away immediately, he quickly checked out from the bar, and then turned and left the Doomsday Bar.

"Huh?" The moment Zhou Yuan saw the brothers and sisters surnamed Fan, Zhou Yuan immediately recognized that they were students of class A2, and they were in the same teaching building, or on the same floor. Keep in mind...that it will be much easier if we are all classmates.

Zhou Yuan walked forward with a smile on his face, took out the student badge from his pocket and hung it on his chest, and said with a smile: "Student, Doomsday Bar is not cheap, and it's expensive to book a place. I admire, admire. Let's discuss it and see if we can accommodate it. For a moment, we will stay in the private room, just the two of you, and we won't disturb a few of you."

"The private room is also a part of the bar. I want to reserve the room. All the private rooms are mine." The young man surnamed Fan glanced at the student badge on Zhou Yuan's chest, raised his eyebrows, and sneered, "Intermediate class A1? Other classes are fine." , as long as your class is not good, what are you, you want me to accommodate you?"

Zhou Yuan narrowed his eyes, and his voice suddenly turned cold: "Say it again?!"

Behind the bar, the face of the manager on duty at the bar changed instantly, and he lightly pressed the emergency notification button on the smart watch with his finger; while Zhang Yuncheng, Li Baixing, Qu Zhendong, the three eyes fell on Zhou Yuan's face at the same time, each with a sneer on their faces— - Several people did not speak, apparently led by the brothers and sisters of the Fan family, waiting for them to speak.

"It seems that you have a bit of a temper." The young man surnamed Fan picked up a glass of cocktail on the bar, took a small sip, and said with a playful face: "I like people with a temper the most, want to drink, right? I don’t include the bathroom, you can go hold the toilet and drink to your heart’s content, haha!”

The younger sister of the young man surnamed Fan glanced at Zhou Yuan's face, her eyebrows turned cold: "I advise you, if you are sensible, you should leave quickly. If you don't, then don't blame us for being merciless. My brother told you to carry the toilet. You must go!"

Swish swish!
As soon as the woman finished speaking, Zhang Yuncheng, Li Baixing, and Qu Zhendong all swayed at the same time, instantly surrounding Zhou Yuan in the center.

Just at this time……

"Old Zhou, what's going on, haven't we finished discussing it for so long?" Yuan Qing walked out of the private room with a glass of cocktail in hand, under the flickering lights of the bar, among the mottled figures on the central dance floor, in the somewhat chaotic environment Here, he saw Qu Zhendong opposite Zhou Yuan at first sight.

At the same time, almost everyone's eyes fell on Yuan Qing's face; Qu Zhendong clenched his fists instantly, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his heart was bursting with anger, he gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Yuan: "The one who drank with you Man, is it him?!"

(End of this chapter)