Dark Light Chaser

Dark Light Chaser Chapter 133

2022-03-09

Chapter 133 Nightclub

Although the sign here is called Turion Bar, it is essentially a nightclub.

It was very difficult for Jin Ping An to look away from the little elder sister who was leading the dance.

But the dance floor was almost filled with women dressed in this way, and the people offstage were more overdressed than those on stage.

Some people are too hot to dance around, pulling up the hem of their T-shirts, tying a knot under the chest, and wearing miniskirts on the lower body.

Jin Ping'an, who only watched nightclub videos on his mobile phone, was like a knife stabbing his ass today - his eyes were opened.

As the waist twists, under the action of inertia, I can glimpse the scenery under the skirt from time to time. Old Master Newton can laugh out of relief when he sees it.

In order to hide the embarrassment, Jin Ping'an shouted at the top of his voice: "What should I do next?!"

The messenger pointed to his ear: "Don't shout so loudly, I I can hear you."

Jin Ping'an took a deep breath and raised his voice again and shouted: "Can you hear now!"

The messenger did not speak, but from his bag He took out a pen and paper and wrote: 'I can hear it, don't roar so loudly. '

Jin Ping'an snorted and wrote on the paper: 'When are we going to find Zhang Yan? '

The messenger shook his head: 'No hurry, first inquire to see if anyone has seen the tattooed man. '

The messenger led Jin Ping An across the dance floor and moved towards the bar.

There were so many people on the dance floor that a physical collision was inevitable.

It's normal to occasionally rub in places that shouldn't be rubbed, but few would care about such trivial things if they can dance in it.

Jin Ping'an, who was cowering and advancing in the crowd, was particularly conspicuous. He curled up to avoid the crowd as much as possible. At first glance, he was a chick who came to the nightclub for the first time.

Most people are constantly moving when they are dancing. No matter how they avoid the crowd, they will inevitably collide with other people.

Occasionally a little elder sister noticed this chick and would 'inadvertently' get in touch with him, and then secretly giggled at his embarrassed appearance.

When the two of them crossed the dance floor, Jin Ping'an's face was full of embarrassment, and he could only walk with a slight bow.

The bar is located behind the speakers, a little quieter than the front, at least you can hear the voices.

The courier closed the notebook, moved towards the bartender and shouted, "Scotch Martini, plus a beer and a pack of cigarettes."

With that, he took out three pieces from his pants pocket. The hundred dollar bills were rubbed and photographed on the bar.

The bartender moved towards the messenger smiled slightly, made an OK gesture, and went to work without change.

Five minutes later, two glasses of wine were brought to the two of them.

The courier picked up the Cocktail and the cigarette and found a random booth near the dance floor.

After standing still, he opened the cigarette case, pulled out two of the cigarettes, exposed the mouthpiece, and pressed the lighter on the cigarette case.

Jin Ping'an couldn't understand what the messenger was doing, and he couldn't hear what he was talking in this position, so he could only keep his head down and pour beer.

Although the messenger is not a handsome man, he is also delicious and pretty.

In particular, his profound temperament, like a poppy, has a fatal temptation to women in their twenties and thirties.

Use as the saying goes to be a man with a story.

So even if the messenger doesn't even have a toilet card, some girls will take the initiative to hook up.

Not long after, a hot girl in hot pants came over and looked at him with a full of smiles.

The messenger pulled out a cigarette. Seeing this, the hot girl's smile became even brighter. She took out another cigarette with ease, and picked up the lighter to ignite the courier.

"Young man, are you here to play too?"

The hot girl blew a puff of white smoke on the messenger's face, and put her small hand on his back waist slowly.

The messenger didn't smoke, just held the lit cigarette in his mouth: "I'm here to find someone."

"Looking like you, it's friends who can't be contacted. Now, did your girlfriend get angry and blocked you?"

The hot girl doesn't care if this will stab people, anyway, she just finds a random topic to talk about, as long as she can continue the conversation , as foreplay before dinner.

"Yeah, I can't get in touch with a friend I know, and I heard he's been here, so I came over."

"Wow, you're so sweet. I'm embarrassed."

The girl used a slightly exaggerated tone, but she was secretly enjoying herself.

It's all a thousand-year-old fox playing with me. If you come to find someone, why do you put the cigarette case in such a standard way? The cigarettes are all smoked, who can believe this now.

The messenger didn't explain, but calmly wiped out the cigarette butts with his fingers, and took out Jin Ping's sketch again.

The hot girl couldn't help laughing when she looked at the sketch paper in the messenger's hand. She didn't expect this handsome guy to prepare story props.

But she doesn't mind continuing to chat along the story, just to add a touch of interest to the nightlife tonight.

But the smile on her face slowly solidified when she took over the sketch.

Without him, this sketch is too realistic. The tattooed man's murderous aura Ling Ran's eyes are vivid and vivid. When placed in a dimly lit place, it seems like someone is really staring at you.

It took a while for the hot girl to react, and she said angrily: "You are so annoying, handsome guy. You use this thing to scare people."

"This is the person I'm looking for, you recently Have you seen him here?"

The messenger took a sip of his Cocktail from his glass.

The reason why he used cigarette packs to catch girls is to pick on familiar customers. People who come here often have a much higher chance of seeing tattooed men than people who come here once in a while.

Now, no matter how stupid the hot girl is, she should see that the messenger doesn't mean that much, she regrets sighed, but doesn't turn around and leave directly.

She asked reluctantly: "If you tell this person information, are you free tonight?"

"I don't have time, but I can give you some compensation. "

The messenger slowly took out his wallet from his pocket, counted five hundred dollars and handed it to the hot girl.

The hot girl shook her head and pushed away the banknotes handed over by the messenger: "I don't want money, I want your contact information."

The girls who come to the nightclub are more straightforward and playful It's very open, and you will directly pursue it when you see it. However, don't take this relationship seriously, people just want to play together.

Second day Early in the morning, let's walk on the side of the road.

"No problem."

The messenger tore off a note, quickly wrote Jin Ping'an's phone number on it, and handed it to the hot girl.

"Do you mind if I make a call now?"

Although the hot girl asked the messenger if she would mind, she has already started to take action.

The messenger, un'ed, took out his mobile phone from his bag with Jin Ping'an's bewildered eyes.

Here I would like to remind everyone, try not to exchange mobile phone numbers with others in the nightclub, especially when the second day is just separated early in the morning.

If you feel that someone is good and you want to play chess with him or her for a long time, you can ask for the other party's mobile phone number, but it is best not to give your mobile phone number to the other party.

Because this way you can temporarily take the initiative in the relationship between the two.

As for who will become the hot weapon on call in the follow-up communication, it depends on which of the two of you has higher PUA technology.

After confirming that the phone number is correct, the hot girl laughs and pulls the messenger to the bathroom: "There are so many people here that it is inconvenient to talk."

After the messenger left, Jin Ping'an was the only one left. Staying on the edge of the stage, he looked around all around with bewildered eyes, like a coercive child who was taken to the playground by his big brother and sister and just let it go.

He found that he really couldn't do anything for the messenger except for directions, so he could only watch on the side.

Thinking of this, he gloomily took a gulp of beer.

(end of this chapter)