Rebirth 2009: Synthetic God

Fan Zijie entered the noisy bar, the music around him was deafening, and the people around him were writhing and reveling wantonly. new

But his heart was anxious and restless.

The reminder from the stranger during the day finally made him suspicious, and he thought something was wrong after returning to the dormitory.

After telling his roommate about the situation, he agreed that the stranger was hinting at him.

Fan Zijie couldn't believe that Ah Miao could do anything sorry for him.

Ah meow is so good

Fan Zijie originally wanted to go directly to Ah Miao in the name of delivering food. If he had worried too much, he would sincerely apologize, which would at least resolve the knot in his mind.

But Ah Meow, who claimed to be in the dormitory, refused to go downstairs and let Fan Zijie wait downstairs for two hours. In the end, he didn't even reply at all.

Until Ah Miao's classmate couldn't stand it anymore and told him that he could come here to look for it.

bar? Nightclub? How could Ah Meow go to a place like this!

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

So he rushed here and saw Ah Miao wearing an outfit that he couldn't even imagine, sitting in a booth, smoking a cigarette.

Fan Zijie just glanced at it from a distance and felt like his heart had been hammered hard.

But then I thought, might Amiao just come to drink with her sisters? He knows that Amiao smokes

That must be it! So what if you dress a little weird? Can this piece of clothing look better? He is really a macho bad man.

However, the next moment, a person who looked like a waiter came over and said something. Seven or eight girls in the booth stood up, straightened their skirts, and lined up to stand in front of another booth.

Then five came back and three stayed.

Ah Miao crossed her legs, continued to smoke, and took out her mobile phone.

A moment later, Fan Zijie's cell phone vibrated slightly in his pocket and received a text message from Ah Miao. new

"Don't wait downstairs. My relatives are not feeling well and don't want to go downstairs."

Fan Zijie's screen is still the pure green version that Zhou Rui adjusted for him, but he hasn't bothered to adjust it back yet.

In the dim lights of the nightclub, he was extremely conspicuous, making his face look like a dishonest dog.

He couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward directly.

Ah Meow in the booth was obviously shocked when she saw Fan Zijie: "Why did you come to a place like this?!"

Fan Zijie's cell phone was about to explode and he said loudly: "You are still talking about me?! Didn't you say you were in the dormitory!"

Fan Zijie's situation attracted the attention of the people around him, and a waiter immediately gathered around him: "Sir, don't get excited. Please control your emotions and go out and talk."

The foreman had never seen anything. He could tell at a glance that Ah Miao had been caught. No matter what bloody things you guys did, it couldn't affect the business of the store. He directly said to Ah Miao: "You also go out and solve it yourself." .”

Unexpectedly, Ah Miao turned her head away and said, "I won't go."

Who has to face this kind of thing! The worst possible outcome is breaking up!

Fan Zijie was stopped by the waiter and pushed together. Several spectators also gathered around him, and gradually it turned into a group of people surrounding Fan Zijie.

The dynamic music never stops, but it has gradually become more explosive.

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On the other side, are you hungry? The seven people originally planned to leave to have fun.

Seeing the excitement here, they all stood up and watched like the groundhogs.

It can only be said that it is human nature to watch the excitement.

Zhang Zhihao sighed with emotion: "This brother is so fierce. Are you drunk and acting crazy?"

Kang Jia: "Even if a place like this is open for business, there are always people watching the show. I guess this guy will wake up soon."

To be fair, if it were him, no matter how much he drank, he would still have to be sober when facing so many strong men with rough faces.

Zhang Zhihao: "Mr. Zhou, why do you think there was a fuss? Mr. Zhou? Boss Zhou?"

Turning around, I saw Zhou Rui was nowhere to be seen. new

Zhou Ruixin said this guy can’t wake up! He dares to jump into the river!

He had already recognized Fan Zijie and Ah Miao, stood up and leaned over.

I was originally thinking about how to solve the problem peacefully, but before I could get there, I saw Fan Zijie was already fighting with someone. The few people watching the scene were not good-tempered, and a fat man kicked him out.

Fan Zijie fell directly to the ground.

The man was about to add another kick when he felt that the leg he had just lifted was being held in mid-air.

Unable to exert strength and stand unsteadily, maintaining an independent appearance.

The fat man looked at Zhou Rui who suddenly appeared, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

When did it appear?

Zhou Rui took a look, ha! Still an acquaintance! Isn't this the fat man from Fenglin Hotel? Now the next line is clear.

The fat man couldn't stand still and was jumping on one leg. He felt like a one-legged chicken. He suddenly became angry and said: "Who the hell are you!"

Zhou Rui held the opponent's fat leg with one hand and said with a smile: "If you go too far, you will be jailed if you win, but you will be hospitalized if you lose."

The fat man was obviously a little boss, so he shouted: "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Cut him!"

Zhou Rui frowned, raised his hand slightly, and the fat man fell backwards into a living bastard. With a thrust of his right hand, he pulled out the opponent's belt.

This was completely an instinctive reaction brought about by "Fang's Secret Technique". He didn't even realize it himself, how could he untie someone's belt so smoothly?

Sorry, apart from Furniture Mall, I also really like this kind of place!

The fat man struggled to stand up, and just as he was about to go up and beat him violently, he heard a snap and received a blow on his butt.

This guy fights! How to spank someone!

Seeing someone taking action here, the guests in the nightclub became less excited. If they were still in the groundhog state just now, they are now looking into the distance.

Countless men and women were stepping on the sofas and wine tables, looking inside.

Before the fat man could recover, a belt wrapped around his hands like a snake with inertia.

Why? Isn't this my own belt?

Why? When did my shoelaces get tied together?

Zhou Rui clapped his hands: "Calm down."

The fat man is a little boss after all, and the people below were really moved by the shouting. A tall and thin pigtail wanted to rush up from behind to restrain Zhou Rui. Zhou Rui turned sideways lightly, stretched his legs slightly, tripped the opponent, and then used his hand. It was as if it was smeared with butter, and he took off the other person's belt with just one look.

Don't ask if it's reasonable, just ask if it's okay!

Throw it out! Snapped!

Another lock.

"Calm down too."

At this time, the carnival has started in the store. Amidst the deafening music, a large number of drinkers are holding bottles: "Fuck! That's awesome!"

"Brother! Awesome!"

"Kung Fu! Kung Fu! Kung Fu!"

Zhang Zhihao and others who wanted to squeeze in to help were shocked.

Damn it, no one said investors can do martial arts!

The fat man's hands and feet were tied, and he howled like a slaughtering pig.

"Fuck him! Fuck him! If anything happens, I'll take care of him!"

How dare you dare to go up to a few of these stupid stupid people.

A ridiculous farce completely started in the bar.

Someone kicked me, and Zhou Rui pinched my ankle. Come on, your belt is mine too.

"Calm down too."

Someone punched him, but Zhou Rui stepped on his leather shoe and fell to the ground. When he turned over again, the belt was gone.

Throw it out again, tie it up again.

"Calm down too."

In a blink of an eye, only one person was left untied.

The man seemed to be scared out of his wits by Zhou Rui and didn't dare to get close. He turned around and picked up a wine bottle and threw it over.

Zhou Rui caught it with one hand and put it aside.

Another one comes, another catch.

Come again, pick up again.

Zhou Rui stepped forward step by step, placing the wine bottles intact next to him.

In the end, all the wine in the booth next door was thrown away, not even a single one was broken.

The man collapsed. Seeing Zhou Rui approaching step by step, he shouted in a crying voice: "Don't come over!"

Zhou Rui walked up to him calmly and waved: "Take off your belt yourself."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it right away! I'll do it myself!"

A riot subsided.

But the atmosphere in the nightclub reached its peak.

"Destroy Nice Kung Fu! Destroy Nice Kung Fu!" This is a foreigner.

"Handsome guy! Look at me! I want to give you a baby!!" This is a female DJ.

"Boss! I want to learn martial arts! Boss, please give me a price!" This is the middle-aged boss.

"Young Master Wang will pay for everything today! Let me drink it all!!!" This is a stupid coin.

Zhang Zhihao and others even blushed and swollen!

This guy is our investor! The dick is flying! !

It seemed that the pre-arranged time had been reached, and there was a "bang" sound on the roof of the nightclub. Some device was turned on, and confetti was sprinkled all over the sky, everywhere.

As a backdrop, several spectators were in a state of disarray, all standing in a row with their hands and feet tied.

Frightened by the movement above her, her pants, which had lost their belt restraints, slipped down one after another, revealing ten big hairy legs.

They finally calmed down.

Zhou Rui shook his head and laughed, picked up the bottle of champagne he had just caught, and placed it in front of Ah Miao with a "dang" sound.

It made her tremble with fear.

Zhou Rui pointed backward:

"You are free to do whatever you want, but don't be honest, go apologize and break up."

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