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Along the low passage in the ceiling, I walked forward with the Dumpling King, who was not very agile.
This time, we did not show up in the office area of ??the bar, but went directly to the front desk area.
After all, it¡¯s too easy for people to see the problem when we suddenly appear with our faces covered in blood.
Although it was safe in the suspended ceiling, the air was dull and there was no airflow at all. The corpse blood on me and the Dumpling King seemed to be deteriorating rapidly, so that the fishy smell hit our noses. Coupled with the sweat all over our bodies, the stock was turbid. The smell made me nauseous.
Finally, I found a secluded place. I quietly opened the ceiling and looked down. It was not bad, it was a bathroom. There is no one inside at this time
Without saying a word, I jumped down quickly and immediately locked the door. Then he turned around and pulled down the Dumpling King who was on the verge of collapse.
The two of them washed themselves with cold water for half an hour in the bathroom, and finally washed away the troublesome odor from their bodies.
I took off my clothes when I could, and threw them away when I could. In the end, only a shirt, a trousers, and a pair of trousers were left. There was a lot of blood on Dumpling King's pants, so he had no choice but to wash them roughly and wrap them around his body again. They looked wet, as if he had peed his pants.
After all, you can¡¯t go out naked.
By the time I finished cleaning up, nearly an hour had passed before I knew it!
The Dumpling King looked pale, as if he was seriously ill, and he was staggering when he walked. In fact, although he was lucky to have escaped death this time, he had to leave his soul for more than an hour. This was a big deal, and it would definitely have an impact on him in the future, whether it was life span or luck.
"This matter is over. You can find a monastery to practice meditation. Only when the six roots are pure and don't care about worldly affairs can you get rid of bad luck. Otherwise, you will keep memorizing words for half a century." I looked at it. The king of dumplings.
Thinking about it, I have also experienced such bad luck days, so when I treat Dumpling King, I feel somewhat the same way.
The Dumpling King grinned, and said slightly bleakly and arrogantly: "Half a century, isn't it six years? Don't worry, which ascetic has not given up life and death long ago? I dare to ask Mr. Luo, before you ascended, was it Isn¡¯t it also a thorny and bumpy journey, and we hate evil all the way? What we as Taoists do is to punish rape and eliminate evil. If we are afraid of death, who respects the Three Pure Ones!"
I smiled silently.
It was another man. Looking at his stern expression, I suddenly remembered the days when I had led Niu Fen and Yue Ao to escape death countless times.
Yes, if you are afraid of death, who respects the Sanqing Dynasty!
It seems that my worries are unfounded.
Just like when we grew up, weren¡¯t we all throwing our heads and blood? The Dumpling King naturally has the growth path of the Dumpling King! If I am the protagonist in a story about a ghost doctor, will Wang Dumpling also be the main character in another story? never mind. The young man is free and destined to help, let him go!
"Let's go!" I glanced outside and whispered to the Dumpling King: "At this time, it is probably almost dawn, and there should be no one in the bar. We two unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared, there must be someone there Look at us twice. Remember, when the time comes, just pretend that nothing is wrong and walk out. Don¡¯t worry, no one really remembers anyone in a nightclub like this."
The Dumpling King rubbed his stiff and cold face and nodded.
This guy was exhausted. Although he was so proud and gritted his teeth without making a sound, I saw that his legs were trembling, so I simply helped him and walked out together.
Sure enough, the clock outside was already pointing to five o'clock.
There was lazy music playing in the hall, and only a few hungover drunkards were still mumbling to themselves. There was no waiter, no one at the bar
This is an opportunity!
I carried the Dumpling King with my head down and walked toward the door. But at this moment, a woman¡¯s voice suddenly came from behind: ¡°You two, welcome back.¡±
The Dumpling King and I were startled. From the corner of our eyes, we saw a woman standing up from behind the bar! She probably had been lying there just now, so we didn't see it clearly
This person¡¯s voice is a bit sharp, with a hint of deliberate charm, it¡¯s so familiar
who is she?
I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, a face flashed in my mind!
No, isn¡¯t this the female bartender?
The Dumpling King and I looked at each other, and we saw each other¡¯s eyes filled with disbelief!
Isn¡¯t this bitch dead? The blood all over our bodies is worshipWhat a gift!
In doubt, I slowly turned my head.
??????Surprise!
Behind the counter is that smiling face. There is cunning in the hypocrisy, and there is evil hidden in the charm.
"Sir, are you okay?" Seeing me looking directly at her, the woman couldn't help but fake a shy smile. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this shyness is completely fake and just showing off!
What do you mean? Listen to this, why don't you recognize me?
"You" I hesitated for a moment, then smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I just think you are beautiful!"
"Haha, thank you! However, your men's words are not trustworthy!" The female bartender smiled with her eyes shining.
Looking at her expression, there is no flaw, it doesn¡¯t seem like she is just pretending!
She doesn¡¯t even know me!
The Dumpling King looked nervous and never looked back.
I thought for a while, then simply asked the Dumpling King to turn his head and said, "Brother, tell me, did I lie? Isn't this girl very beautiful?"
The Dumpling King looked at me in surprise, with an expression clearly questioning me: Brother, what are you doing? She knows me
I blinked and told him to relax.
The Dumpling King took a deep breath, turned to look at the female bartender and said with a naive smile: "NoI'm not lying, she is indeed beautiful!"
As I expected, this woman had no emotional fluctuations in the appearance of the Dumpling King. She just blinked and smiled and said: "You two, don't make fun of me! How about, if you think I'm beautiful, come back tonight , how about a drink?¡±
The Dumpling King was stunned and looked at me. The subtext was, why don¡¯t these bitches recognize me?
Yes, it would be understandable if she didn¡¯t know me. After all, there are so many people coming and going in the bar every day, and Huang Mao¡¯s face is not very outstanding, so it is normal for her to be unable to remember it. But he shouldn't not know the Dumpling King, because just in the middle of the night, she dragged the Dumpling King into the "boudoir" and almost killed him
The only answer is that this woman really does not know me and the Dumpling King. Although she looks exactly like the female bartender, she is not the same person at all.
At this moment, I thought of the woman who drank corpse blood when I poked the Shangkang point in the secret room just now. She also had the face of a female bartender, but she didn¡¯t recognize me. She also denied that she had harmed the Dumpling King. At that time, I thought she was cheating, but now it seems that she really doesn¡¯t know us, and it wasn¡¯t her who harmed the Dumpling King at all!
????????? Damn it, if these two people are not the female bartender, that would be weird, why are there so many people with the same face here? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com