Endless Debt.

Chapter 73 Undead Club
"Undead... Club."

Burrog whispered the mysterious word.

He felt something was wrong.

With his head down, he sat in front of the bar, looked at the slightly rippling wine in his glass, and then looked at his side.

On the right side of Bologo is Geoffrey, who is smoking and drinking, looking happy. On the far right of Geoffrey is a stone statue as tall as a person. The stone statue is exquisitely carved. , can barely distinguish the appearance of a man.

The bartender seemed to regard the stone statue as a human being, and sprinkled wine on it, as if the stone statue could drink from it. On the far right of the stone statue, there was a cat. It was all black and wore a red collar around its neck. In the wine glass, there was an exclamation of satisfaction like a human being.

Burrog felt... something was wrong.

"Come again! Come again!"

Palmer, who was sitting on the left, let out a burst of cheers. His face was flushed, he kept tapping the table, and held his wine glass high.

To the far left of Palmer, sat a "skeletal surprise" skeleton man, whistling sound came from its bony bones, cheered with Palmer, and then poured the wine glass into his mouth, only to see the hell with the wine The ground spilled from between its empty ribs.

"Dancing in September~Dreams of golden splendor~"

The joyful singing reverberates all around, so dynamic and passionate that people can't help twisting their bodies and venting their happiness along with the singing.

"Barry~Barry~"

The bartender was humming to the music behind the bar, with a bright smile on his pale face, and the wine glasses collided back and forth in his hands, dancing with the drunken drinkers.

Bologo felt that if his memory was correct, the bartender should be Théré Villeris.

Yes, the mysterious and noble Cerre Villeris.

At this moment, Threi took off the noble and mysterious black dress, revealing a plaid shirt with scattered buttons, revealing a sexy pectoral groove. Judging by the muscle mass that is ready to be revealed, Threi is a strong guy. Like a bull.

"Yo! Krex's kid, he can drink a lot!"

"That's natural!"

Thorey poured another full glass for the drunk Palmer. Just now Palmer and Thorey were like enemies, but after a few glasses of wine, Palmer threw all the hatred of the country and family to him in the blink of an eye. the back of the head.

The two talked to each other, drank and had fun, and Palmer would get up and jump a few steps from time to time, singing and dancing to the singing, and then fell to the ground, throwing up.

"Come on! Drink enough, Krex family boy! You're about to break the 'new friend record'!"

Serley got up and stepped on the bar counter, poking his head out and pointing at the blackboard beside it, on which were written crooked names in white chalk, followed by the number of cups.

"New record!"

The black cat pulled the cat's head out of the wine glass and cheered together.
"Woooo!"

Palmer was speechless.

"Do you remember?"

Thurley picked up the wine bottle and sang loudly using it as a microphone, then he turned around and pointed to Geoffrey who was sitting next to Burrog.

"In those days when there was no haze!"

Geoffrey also blushed a little, and he continued Thurley's song and sang loudly.

"Come on!"

Se Lei was very happy, the light ball above his head was spinning, exuding multicolored light, falling on Se Lei's delicate body like plaster.

He is in good shape like a work of art, but now this work of art is placed in a strange night scene, accompanied by singing to the finale, this work of art shakes the bottle vigorously and shoots the expensive wine like a firework Going out, the foam and wine dripped everywhere.

Bologo was soaked, and he was sitting under Thurley's head, the unknown liquid was flowing endlessly, his hair was drooping, and the wine dripped into the wine glass along his black hair.

His face was expressionless, as if he had compromised, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Welcome! New friends!"

Cerei shouted loudly, he didn't know where he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on, wearing leopard print pants on his lower body, lowered his body, and jumped out from behind the bar.

Bologo turned his head to look at Thurley, and his iron dancing shoes hit the ground, accompanied by Thurley's tap dance, making a rhythmic sound.

Threi turned around and stood at attention. After the crisp lingering sound, the multicolored light balls above his head went out, and more bright lights came on, illuminating the darkness. It rained heavily.

Splashing, Drenched Bologo, stuck to his wet hair and wine-soaked clothes.Burlogo felt like a freshly frosted donut.

God... help...

"Welcome again! Borogo Lazarus!"

Cerei shouted loudly, more rays of light fell down, illuminating the darkness behind Cerei, and the huge banner hanging behind Cerei was also illuminated.

Congratulations to the new member of the Undead Club, Mr. Borogo Lazarus.

This is written on the banner.

"welcome!"

The skeleton man and the black cat yelled together, and at the same time barked a few times. In a corner that Burlogo didn't pay attention to, a "beagle" jumped out and barked.

"It" was very happy with the arrival of the new friend, and threw itself on Bologo in one fell swoop, opening its mouth to lick Bologo's face. It was also at this moment that Bologo's expression was completely out of control, and he thought he was a strong psychological defense line. , completely disintegrated under the singing and dancing of these neurotics.

"Wait a moment!"

Burlogo kicked away the "beagle dog" that jumped up, to be precise, it was a man wearing a beagle dog coat.

He is dressed in the animal costume of a Beagle dog, with a dog mask on his face, his big ears drooping down, and a pair of divine eyes can be seen under the holes in the mask.

Until all this was normal, what made Burlogo unbearable was that the guy opened his mouth, panted like a dog, and stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to wash Burlogo's face with saliva.

After being kicked down by Burrogo, he prostrated himself on the ground and barked at Burrogo, seemingly not understanding why Burrogo did this.

Obviously he's just a friendly beagle.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Burrog couldn't take it anymore, he stood up and screamed loudly.

Right now, everything is like an absurd nightmare. Ever since he followed Thray into here, Bologo has been involved in this hellish disorder. He is like being in a circus, watching an inexplicable freak show , Strange-shaped things are holding hands beside him, like good friends walking together.

Worst of all, Geoffrey and Palmer accepted it so easily, as if the only one who wasn't normal right now was Burlog himself.

To be honest, in comparison, Burlogo's previous dream of hunting the bear band is more logical than the current reality.

"Ah? Bologo, don't make the atmosphere bad..."

Palmer raised his head reluctantly, dying.

"Be sober!"

Burlogo shook Palmer vigorously.

The dignified heir of the Krex family, don't be so mentally retarded, okay? What about the deep hatred you just had?What about the modesty and etiquette that extraordinary nobles should have?You're as drunk as an alcoholic bum!
Palmer didn't respond, his eyes rolled, his body softened, and he slid directly under the bar.

The beagle dog that was kicked away by Burlog came over at this time. Under Burlog's almost terrified eyes, he licked Palmer, and then raised his hind feet towards Palmer...

In the despair on Bologo's face, the sound of gurgling water sounded.

"How many times have I told you! Go to the toilet and go outside!"

At a critical moment, Thurley kicked the Beagle dog. The kick was so strong that the Beagle flew a long way. The Beagle slid on the ground, leaving a wet trail along the way.

"You're joking, I've always wanted to train Sai Zong to go to the toilet regularly."

According to Se Lei, this Beagle is called Sai Zong.

Seeing the beagle crawling into the darkness, Burrog's whole body was almost numb, and he nodded stiffly, forced to accept all this.

"Sai Zong is not good, Weier is good!"

A female voice sounded, and then the black cat jumped over, hooked its sharp claws on Burrog's clothes, climbed up and down on his body, sniffed from time to time, stretched out its barbed tongue, and licked Licking Burrogo's cheek.

Feeling the slight stinging pain, it may be that the other party is in the form of a cat, or it may be the continuous impact, which made Bologo unable to react. After being licked by Weier several times, Bologo woke up from the impact over here.

Burlogo is an expert, and an expert should be available for all emergencies.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... adjust your breathing and control your mood.

"Ah... hello."

Burrog turned his head, and Val sat on his shoulder, stretched out her hand to grab the cat's paw, and shook it gently a few times as a handshake.

"Oh? This guy accepts it quite quickly."

Seeing Bologo's calm appearance, Wei Er was surprised, and then it climbed directly to the top of Burlogo's head, covering Burlogo's head like a leather cap.

The fur all over his body was pitch black, which happened to overlap with Borrog's hair color, and it was really hard to find its existence when it was motionless.

"Wei'er, girls can't do this." Selei yelled.

"I want you to manage."

Val was on top of Burlogo's head, scratching and rubbing.

As for Bologo, he finally stabilized his emotions and almost collapsed. What's going on with these guys?Treat cats like people and people like dogs, right?
"Bode, go and see Sai Zong, don't let him run around again, it won't be good if he hurts passers-by." Se Lei said again.

"Oh, I know."

The skeleton man emptied another glass of wine, turned around and picked up his coat, and walked towards the darkness where Sezon left, not forgetting to say hello to Bologo before he left.

"New friend, I wish you a good time."

"Bologo~Bologo~"

Cerei was beaming, and he tore off the banner, and wrapped it around Borrog's body like a ribbon for an investiture ceremony.

"How is it, how does it feel? Are you all very enthusiastic?"

Serley sat down on the bar counter, patted Bologo on the shoulder vigorously, and hugged Bologo over, all kinds of messy smells rushed into his nostrils, and the deep and damned chest groove was close at hand , as if inviting Burlogo to explore.

"I have been managing the club for the last 100 years. If you have anything to say, everyone is a good brother now."

In just a few days, the word "good brother" has completely changed in Burlogo.

Bologo looked at Seri stiffly, and Seri dipped his hands in the wine in the wine glass, wiped it vigorously on his hair, and combed back the drooping blond hair vigorously.

"Why? I'm so touched, are you speechless for a while?" After being silent for a while, Seri asked.

"No..." Bologo shook his head, recalling all the absurd things just now, he said blankly, "It's just that there are too many questions I want to ask, and I don't know where to start."

Everywhere the line of sight sweeps can be called a superb view of hell.

This place is like a mentally retarded quagmire. The more Burlogo struggles, the deeper he sinks. On the contrary, a guy like Palmer who gave up on himself at the beginning is like a fish in water here.

"Anyway...is this the Undead Club?"

"That's right!"

Thorey patted his muscular chest.

"This is the Undead Club."

(End of this chapter)