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Chapter 1363 Non-Human World View
Poof, poof~
Lin Wanyu and Chen Meijia didn't have Zhuang Ming's skill, so they spurted out of their mouths instantly, covering their mouths and giggling.

It can really be said that it is a great skill to piss off an honest person like Lu Zhanbo.

The bartender touched the spittle on his face very calmly, smiling unabated, and said very calmly: "Sir, I don't mean that, and besides, it's not a big deal to be released as a pigeon."

Zhuang Ming: "."

Lin Wanyu: "."

Chen Meijia: "."

This is definitely a naked wound, and he deliberately opened the wound first and sprinkled salt on it.

This is absolutely deliberate.

"Yeah, anyway, it's not the first time I've been let go." Lu Zhanbo lowered his voice, as if anger would erupt from his body at any time, and as expected, his lowered voice instantly turned into a torrent, and he opened his mouth to the bartender like a lion Roaring: "Believe it or not, I sprayed you to death with a sip of salt soda, are you so gloating? Believe it or not, I made you speechless for three days."

Chen Meijia's celebrity aphorisms were plagiarized by Lu Zhanbo, and honest people raised their fists in anger. Sometimes, violence is the most direct and effective way to solve problems.

The bartender was very calm, and wiped his face again: "Sir, you have to be optimistic, the most important thing is to maintain a good attitude, and you can continue to sit here, anyway, we are going to open until the early morning, by the way, do you want the good news?" listen?"

This temper is no one else, it's hard to believe.

It was a miracle that the bartender was not killed.

Perhaps it is his thick-skinned advantage that has allowed him to fight until now.

"Let's talk." Lu Zhanbo sat down resentfully. Hearing the good news, he still hoped that he could really bring good news to himself.

"The drunk Indian bought you a glass before he left." The bartender seemed to be juggling, stretched his hand behind his back, stretched out again, and there was another glass in his hand. The familiar appearance, the same taste, already The one who drank nine glasses in a row: "Aperitif."

Lu Zhanbo looked confused: "."

"She also gave you a sentence, the same people who have fallen in the end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet again." The bartender read this poem with a look of intoxication, as if the Indian was also saying the same thing at that time.

Zhuang Ming: "."

Lin Wanyu: "."

Chen Meijia: "."

This is bloody!

The key is this, and this is not the end.

The bartender said with a smile on his face: "Our bar has specially customized an appetizer cake for you, do you want to taste it?"

The muscles on Lu Zhanbo's face twitched a few times. Feeling that there was some code word in it, he rolled his eyes angrily and shouted, "An appetizer again? My stomach is already very big."

The bartender looked calm and spit out three words: "Free, fee, yes!"

Lu Zhanbo was taken aback for a moment, then turned his head, touched his chin with his hand, and his tone suddenly changed, making people stunned: "Okay, come up quickly, I'm a little hungry."

Zhuang Ming, Lin Wanyu, and Chen Meijia were stunned, they really had no morals.

This facial expression changed a little too quickly.

Many friends were simply stunned.

The three of them looked at each other speechlessly, and were extremely speechless towards Lu Zhanbo.

At the same time, I feel very sympathetic to Hu Yifei. It is not easy to be a sister with such a younger brother.

You think that's the end of it?
Then you are naive.

The bartender just took two steps when he was stopped by another bartender. That person was a little angry and said loudly: "You are stupid, using cakes to delay time is not considered a win."

"Why not? I'll win in five minutes."

"It just doesn't count!"

"How can it be counted? Why are you so unscrupulous?"

"that is."

Although Lu Zhanbo was depressed, he was not deaf. He raised his head and scolded, "Hey, what's going on?"

Hearing Lu Zhanbo's voice, the two bartenders seemed a little guilty.

But the bartender who spoke the truth blurted out: "We are betting, how long will you sit here before you go home? After all, this is the only entertainment we have left."

rub rub!
Lu Zhanbo felt that his scalp was exploding, so he stood up and shouted angrily, "What? You guys are using my pain to gamble?"

"It will be exactly three hours in another 5 minutes. Please stay calm and sit down for a while." The bartender still persuaded with a smile on his face, and he greeted him with a smile and seemed very patient.

But no matter what he said, he wanted someone to beat him.

"It's too much, I've never been humiliated, humiliated, and humiliated like this!" The honest man Lu Zhanbo was also furious.

"Then do you want more cake?" The bartender sounded a little cautious at this time, after all, he still had a little discernment, and he saw that something was quite wrong with Lu Zhanbo at this time.

Lu Zhanbo was stunned, and sat down angrily: "Nonsense, of course, quickly, go and pack my cake for me. I waited for three hours for this, so don't hurry up."

The two guilty bartenders ran away in a hurry. Facing the roar of the guests, if they caught the supervisor's attention, they would be deducted money.

Zhuang Ming: "."

Lin Wanyu: "."

Chen Meijia: "."

After drinking the tenth glass of aperitif in one gulp, the anger in Lu Zhanbo's heart seemed to be extinguished a lot.

It seems to feel a lot more comfortable.

"Let's go to the side." Zhuang Ming said lightly.

"Oh." Lin Wanyu and Chen Meijia seemed to be in a dream, completely stunned by Lu Zhanbo's non-human worldview.

It turns out that there are really many strange things in this world.

Moreover, they met two in one day.

And in the nearby bar leisure place, couples of men and women, or just formed temporary couples, whispering to each other, or telling each other small jokes ambiguously, and some men are trying their best to make the other half laugh , because they know that as long as they succeed, they can do it tonight hehehe.
Zhuang Ming randomly found a sofa and sat down, while Lin Wanyu and Chen Meijia sat beside him.

And just behind the three of them, Lu Ziqiao was chatting passionately with the woman who took the initiative to pull him, and made some ambiguous gestures from time to time.

For example, feeding each other, talking ambiguous jokes.

"Actually, I'm a director." Lu Ziqiao turned on the bragging mode, and said, "In terms of seniority, I should be considered an elder of the eighth generation."

Damn, you're still an eighth-generation elder, do you think it's the beggar gang?
But the point is, this woman didn't hear what's wrong at all?
"No, it's the eighth generation director of the Dragon Kingdom." Lu Ziqiao hastily corrected the mistake by himself, the last time he used his identity as the elder of the Beggar Clan to fool people.

"Really!" The woman's face was ecstatic, almost bursting with joy.

This woman is actually an insignificant little actor, with no acting skills and no talent, but she is doing a lot of work, usually using her body to please the director or screenwriter, and change to a small role.

(End of this chapter)