Forbidden Land Exploration: Teammates Brother Qilin and Sister Baoer

The Xie family is very wealthy, and the bar is also very luxurious.

Located in the city center, it covers a large area.

In the dim lights and music, countless figures swayed their bodies.

Following the direction of the fat man's finger, Ye Ran turned his head.

Then he saw a tall figure standing in front of the bartender, with two wine glasses flexibly jumping in his hands, with a little blue fire.

He was showing off his skills.

The blue fire was controlled very well by him, with a bit of fancy mystery.

The moment the wine glass fell on the table, the fire suddenly exploded.

A glass of gradient cocktail appeared in everyone's sight.

There were applause and cheers from many people around.

He looks like a skilled bartender.

Ye Ran thought.

——But, I can't see his face clearly.

It's not because his eyesight is bad, or that the bartender did something weird on his face.

It's because there are too many girls around him, blocking his sight.

Of course, there were also many boys.

Some ordered drinks, but more of them held their phones and opened the QR code, seemingly planning to queue up to add WeChat.

"..."

Looking at the blurry figure.

The strange feeling in Ye Ran's heart rose again.

He was sure that he had never seen this person before, but he gave him a familiar and even dangerous feeling.

His intuition was rarely wrong.

Ye Ran frowned slightly and stared at the figure very intently for a moment, feeling a little confused.

The fat man asked: "Is it pretty? It's very eye-catching. I was stunned when I saw it when I first came."

Ye Ran said "hmm" perfunctorily.

He didn't even see the face, how could he know if it was pretty?

Besides.

Pretty or not.

What does it have to do with him?

Ye Ran stared at the figure again.

He looked at it quietly for a while.

He didn't notice anything else strange, but he did feel that something was wrong.

He was about to retract his gaze.

At this time, he heard another low voice beside him, and asked in his ear:

"Really, it's very good-looking?"

What the hell?

Ye Ran was thinking about something else.

He thought the fat man didn't hear him, so he asked again.

He wondered why the fat man was so interested in this man?

Caiyun was still sitting next to him.

He was a little impatient and said perfunctorily: "Not bad, it looks good."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking.

He felt something was wrong.

That voice just now didn't sound like the fat man's.

Ye Ran came back to his senses.

He turned his head subconsciously and glanced in the direction of the young man next to him.

The young man was sitting next to him expressionlessly at this time, with a bit of indifference that kept people away from him.

His expression was also light, with his eyes downcast, and he looked no different from usual.

The young man didn't seem to notice his gaze.

With his eyes downcast, he picked up the beer glass on the table and took a sip.

Ye Ran looked at his reaction and didn't seem to be jealous or angry.

Huh?

There were songs playing in the bar and it was noisy.

It was noisy to begin with.

Ye Ran couldn't tell who asked that question just now.

But the fat man nodded at him and said:

"Really? I think this kind of cocktail showmanship is interesting, and it's fun to watch."

"It's a great tool for picking up girls!"

"If I weren't such a rough guy, I'd also like to learn it. By then, Xiao Caiyun will be so happy that her eyes will light up."

Good guy.

It turns out that the fat man was talking about the showmanship of people!

Ye Ran smiled at him and thought that he had misunderstood the fat man.

But he couldn't let go of the dangerous feeling in his heart, fearing that the man was coming for the little brother.

After a moment of silence, Ye Ran stood up and asked the fat man: "Go and have a look?"

The fat man looked at him, as if a little surprised. He scratched his head with a confused look and said: "Young Master Ye, are you also interested in cocktails?"

Ye Ran hummed vaguely.

He has no interest in cocktails.

Isn't this worrying?

He doesn't have many enemies in City A.

But the little brother does.

What if it is someone arranged by the Wang family, coming for the little brother?

The fat man shook his head and smiled: "Hey! Young Master Ye, I won't go. Caiyun is still there alone. I will go to accompany her. You go."

Ye Ran said: "Okay."

After that, he stood up and walked towards the direction of the bartender.

"Bang!" With a sound.

As soon as he stood up, a crisp and slightly dull sound of shattering came from behind him.

Ye Ran was startled and turned around suddenly.

Then he saw the young man still holding the glass of ice beer in his hand.

And the sound of breaking that he heard wasIt came from the cup in the young man's hand.

The cup was broken into several pieces and was falling from the young man's palm, mixed with beer and ice, and fell on the table.

This cup...

It actually broke in the young man's palm!

Ye Ran was surprised.

He grabbed his hand and asked, "Are you scratched?"

The young man looked up and stared at him, then lowered his long eyelashes, pursed his thin lips, still looking deep and cold, and didn't speak.

Hei Xia Zi heard the sound, walked over and asked:

"What's wrong?"

Ye Ran told him about the broken glass, and then complained:

"Why do I feel that there is something wrong with the material of this glass."

"The young man hasn't even drunk the beer yet, and the glass is fucking cracked."

Would a normal glass be like this?

Ye Ran thought about it and said:

"I'll send Hua Erye a batch of good ones later. I guarantee it won't crack."

Really?

Hei Xia Zi didn't actually hear the conversation between Ye Ran, the young man, and the fat man.

He only turned around when he heard the sound of the glass breaking.

The man was wearing sunglasses at night, with colorful lights flashing on his sunglasses. He smiled with a surprised expression:

"... Broken?"

"I asked someone to purchase this batch of wine glasses. They are made of special tempered glass. They cost several thousand yuan, and bullets may not be able to penetrate them."

Ye Ran said bluntly: "Gaudy but not practical."

Hei Xia Zi: "..."

Ye Ran looked at the young man's palm carefully.

Because of holding a knife for many years, his palm had a thin layer of calluses, but there was no scratch.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he let go of the young man's hand.

Ye Ran met the young man's eyes.

The young man looked up at him at this time.

His narrow eyes were deep, but there was an ambiguous feeling.

Before his hands fell to the sides of his body, he was grabbed by the young man's backhand and held his hands.

The hand seemed to pull him towards the young man inadvertently.

Ye Ran was stunned, followed his movements and took two steps forward, leaning down.

He heard the young man in front of him speak slowly and calmly:

"... a little, it hurts."