Get rid of the wife to pick up girls

202 Those Lost Things!

Chu Yang staggered down the second floor as if in a dream.

When walking through the hall to the door, he grabbed the hall door, stopped and turned around, smiled at the girls standing in the hall, and then walked down the steps.

Chu Yang knew that he lost something today.

trust.

Or friendship.

Confidence or friendship from a seven-year-old.

When Little Coquettish cried out the phrase 'I misread you! ', for some reason, his heart ached.A kind of pain like shattered glass piercing into the flesh.

In a person's life, whether you like it or not, there will always be something to lose, such as the flying youth, the moment when the first love lover turns around decisively, and so on.

Chu Yang has always felt that in life, there are gains and losses, which is nothing more normal.

However, what makes him proud and proud is that he has always firmly held on to a friendship and trust that his brothers are willing to sacrifice their lives for.

If not for what happened tonight, he would never understand that there is such a relationship beyond life between him and Xiao Fengsao.

This kind of emotion that a person rarely encounters in his whole life is lost because of his momentary sperm.

Maybe never come back.

Chu Yang was very regretful, very annoyed, and hated himself very much.

After starting the car and driving onto the highway, he suddenly had a strong urge to vent his anger by shouting, getting drunk or even crying.

No matter when, Chu Yang would not yell and cry, but he wanted to get very drunk, the kind of drunk.

In provincial capitals, men and women, as long as they have money, can find places to get drunk no matter what time of the day it is.

Chu Yang wanted to get drunk, really wanted to.

So after a few miles away from the bodyguard company, he went into a bar.

What is the name of the bar, Chu Yang didn't look at it.He just walked up to the bar after he walked in, took out a thick wad of money and threw it on the bar, and said to the female bartender in a black sexy leather coat, "Give me a drink."

"What wine?" The female bartender looked at Chu Yang who reached out to unbutton his shirt with great interest.

"Spirit, the strongest kind."

The female bartender turned around and took a bottle of Martell XO, and said in a frivolous tone: "Handsome guy, drinking alone is so boring, do you want me to accompany you?"

Chu Yang ignored her.

In his life, at least 390 seven beautiful women have accosted him with such words.

Women, sometimes in his eyes, are far inferior to a bottle of strong wine.

Women are fickle, but alcohol only burns the heart.

Chu Yang opened the bottle cap, without using a wine glass, and started to drink while looking up at the bottle.

11 seconds 11, at most [-] seconds [-] he drank the whole bottle of spirits!The female bartender was calculating silently in her heart, her mouth slowly opened wide.In the two years she has been working as a bartender, she has never seen anyone who can drink spirits as mineral water in a bar!

Looking at Chu Yang's blushing face, she suddenly felt her heart beating very hard, and a place began to feel itchy and moist.

A man is like wine, the stronger it is, the more flavorful it is.

This truth, when the female bartender climbed into the man's bed for the first time at the age of 17, she understood this truth.

"Uh...huh!" Chu Yang put down the bottle and raised his head, exhaled alcohol, and smiled at the bewildered female bartender: "The foreign wine is too weak, is there a domestic 62-degree burning knife?"

Seeing the flushed Chu Yang smiling at her, the female bartender didn't know why, but her healthy and beautiful face was as red as if she drank a whole bottle of spirits. She took a sneak peek and seemed not to notice Brother Fei who came here (the 'boss' who is in charge of watching the scene and the man who is pestering her now.) took a look and said in a low voice: "Sir, we don't sell burnt knives here, we only sell some high-grade liquor... If you If you want to drink, you can go to my house, my father has a few bottles of burning knives in the wine cabinet."

"How far is your home?" Chu Yang shook his head.After drinking a bottle of white wine in one breath, he felt a little uncomfortable.

"It's not far, just a few kilometers." The female bartender quickly replied, "It's a 10-minute drive at most."

Chu Yang closed his eyes and thought for a few seconds, then shook his head: "Forget it, drinking is mainly a kind of mood. I am afraid that after I go to your house, I will never find this feeling again. Get me a bottle of this."

The female bartender agreed with some disappointment, then turned around and brought him another bottle.

Chu Yang drank this bottle of wine relatively slowly, taking 17 seconds.

With his head up, Chu Yang weighed the bottle until the last drop of wine fell on his tongue, then he put the bottle heavily on the bar: "Come again."

This time, the female bartender didn't persuade him and brought him another bottle.

Chu Yang raised his head and drank.

Chu Yang, who had already drank two full bottles of Martell XO, took longer to drink the third bottle of wine, and even spilled a small half of the wine on his face, some of which came from his closed mouth. The corners of his eyes slid past, dripping like tears onto the floor.

Chu Yang is a ghost car, the king of killers. Although he can still drink, he is not a wine master after all, especially when he is extremely depressed.So, after drinking nearly three bottles of Martell XO, he was already a little drunk.But he still smashed the wine bottle on the ground, stretched out his right hand on the bar counter and grabbed the female bartender's hand, and said with a big tongue: "Give me some more wine."

When Chu Yang drank the second bottle of wine, the eyes of everyone in the bar were already attracted by him. They couldn't help but put down the wine glasses in their hands, looked at this side with great interest, and whispered about who this person is. Where did the sacredness come from, so awesome.

Fei Ge, who has a dragon and a tiger on his arm, and thinks that stomping his feet on the street can make the ground tremble, although he admires Chu Yang to death, he still said to his companion insincerely: "Here, look at that ### , must have been dumped by a woman."

Brother Fei, who wanted to watch the joke from the sidelines, saw that Chu Yang had finished drinking the third bottle, smashed the bottle with a bang, and then grabbed the hand of the female bartender and continued to ask for drinks. The mother was not happy, and put the wine glass heavily on the table: "The next door is numb, this little boy dares to play cool in front of my horse, it seems that he really lacks discipline."

"Yeah, Brother Fei, look, he dared to hold Xiner's hand, do you want to 'remind' him?"

Brother Fei stood up and glanced around. He was observing how many people Chu Yang came from.

There were about fifty or sixty people in the bar, some men and women, some sitting and standing, some walking out and some coming in... A man was wearing a white sportswear, a hat on his head, and couldn't see A man or a woman walked in.After she (he) came in, she leaned on the window sill beside the door with her head bowed and her arms folded, as if she (he) came to the bar not to drink but to daze.

"It's stupid, there are more and more people pretending to be aggressive these days... let's go, go there." After spitting on the Muslim-like man in white sportswear, Brother Fei turned to his friends He waved his hands, and then walked over to the bar first.

The man in white sportswear raised his head, his eyes were brighter than the brightest star in the cold winter night, and he looked at Brother Fei and the others coldly.However, when her (his) eyes shifted to Chu Yang, the ice in her eyes instantly melted into water just like meeting the scorching sun in June.

After the female bartender Xiner was caught by Chu Yang, her heart jumped violently. If she hadn't seen Brother Fei approaching, she would have said to the boss, "This is my friend." , he drank too much, I want to send him home. ' Then take Chu Yang back to the bed in her own home.

Some people, you don't have to have him (her) all your life, as long as you have each other occasionally for one night, you can embellish your entire ordinary life.

"Sir, you've drunk too much, you can't drink any more." Xin'er glanced at Brother Fei who was walking to the bar with some worried eyes, and then persuaded Chu Yang who kept asking her for a drink.

Brother Fei stroked his chin and walked to Chu Yang's side, tilted his head and glanced at him first, and then said to Xin'er, "Xin'er, they asked you to take wine, so you can take it, what are you talking about?"

Xiner glanced at Brother Fei timidly, and said boldly, "Brother Fei, he has already drank three bottles, if he drinks any more, he may be in danger of alcohol poisoning."

"Drunk to death, no one forced him anyway." Fei Ge sneered, and squinted at Xin'er: "What's the matter, do you feel distressed?"

Xiner sighed inwardly, so she had no choice but to turn around and take another bottle of wine, and said with a forced smile, "Where is it? I'm just afraid that the guests will have an accident."

It was only a few minutes since Chu Yang entered the bar after drinking the first bottle.

Although Chu Yang's drinking capacity was so large that he and Gu Mingchuang once drank eight bottles of liquor, but still completed a task that was considered impossible by other killers.But that time, it was to celebrate Shang Lige's complete recovery from the death line. At that time, he was in a good mood, and he spent the whole afternoon drinking those wines.

But now, when he felt that he had lost the innocent friendship of Little Coquettish, he unconsciously had the idea of ​​torturing himself, especially after drinking three bottles in such a short period of time.Even though he drank a lot, he still felt his head hurt more and more, and his calf began to soften. He looked at Brother Fei who was standing aside with some astigmatism, and asked with a smile, "You, who are you?" Standing here like ##, would you like to drink with me?"

Brother Fei looked down on this kind of guy who would come to the bar to get drunk after being dumped by a woman.If it weren't for Chu Yang holding Xin'er's hand, he wouldn't even bother to come over.

Now, after hearing Chu Yang say this, Brother Fei, who wanted to give this guy some flair, didn't get angry.

Seeing the pile of money that Chu Yang threw on the bar, Brother Fei was not angry. He even changed his mind immediately, thinking that he could use some small tricks to win some small money from Chu Yang.So, he stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, signaling Xin Er to bring him a bottle of wine.

Xin'er immediately understood what Brother Fei was going to do, looked at Chu Yang with some worry, and handed a bottle of wine to Brother Fei with some helplessness.

Xin Er looked at the worry in Chu Yang's eyes, Brother Fei didn't care about it at all.This made him feel even more unhappy, but on the surface he said with a smile: "Okay, I'll drink with you."

"Okay." Chu Yang nodded, and was about to raise his head to drink, but Brother Fei grabbed his hand: "Drink slowly, buddy, let's make a bet before drinking."

"Bet? Drinking is drinking. What kind of shit bet?" Chu Yang asked inexplicably, and then he understood: "Ah, I get it. You just want to lie to me because I drank too much. Spend the money? Ha, haha. Go, I’m not in the mood right now, drink as much as you like, and get out if you don’t.”