Nomenclature of Night

   Chapter 560 Qingchen who accompanies the wine

   There was laughter and laughter in the Black Swan restaurant, and the **** Yunluo, who was wearing a white hunting robe, was like a bright pearl, shining in the crowd.

  This high-end restaurant is not short of celebrities and bigwigs in City 22.

   However, such a core child of the God Generation Consortium, Yunluo of the God Generation, has a halo that no one can match. Even the God Generation Yunhe left shortly after his arrival.

   At this time, the **** was playing games with everyone in turn. Qingchen observed it for a while from the corner of his eye. No matter what game he played, the master had never lost.

   Relying on skills and sweet words, he coaxed more than a dozen girls around him.

   Qingchen sighed in his heart, this guy is really a veteran of the wine shop.

   "Chen Sui, bring these two bottles of champagne to table 2," Manager Wang said.

   "O, okay, Manager Wang," Qing Chen walked over with two bottles of champagne and carefully placed the champagne on the table. . .

   But just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone suddenly grabbed his wrist. The palm was white, and the fingers seemed to be used to play the piano.

  In an instant, Qingchen's muscles slackened before they tightened. He raised his head and smiled at Shendai Yunluo: "Hello, is there anything else you need?"

  Kamidai Yunluo said with a smile: "You also sit here and drink. I know the rules of the black swan, you can accompany you to drink."

   "Huh?" Qing Chen was stunned for a moment, he looked back at Manager Wang, but Manager Wang hurriedly winked and let him sit down.

   Qingchen turned his head and smiled at Yunluo of the God Generation: "Okay, I'll serve you."

  Kamidai Yunluo laughed loudly: "That's right, Manager Wang, open another bottle of champagne, one per person! If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home! Celebrate... what are you celebrating?"

  Kamidai Yunluo said as if he remembered something: "I just celebrated that after I was reviewed by the ten directors, I retired! Haha!"

  Qingchen looked at this first-class expert in the A-level, and he suddenly felt that the other party's crazy look after drinking didn't seem like a fake.

   It's just that the other party's expression was matched with the spotless hunting clothes, and he looked extra pale.

  Kamidai Yunluo smiled and pushed the girl next to him and said, "Don't bother me, there is a man here."

  The girls were also happy, running around the table one by one, holding Qingchen on the forehead and taking a sip.

   Qingchen was so nervous that he wanted to hit someone: "No way! No way!"

   But now he is just a waiter in the Black Swan Restaurant, and even if his identity is torn apart, he is not sure to retreat from the God Dai Yunluo.

   He is only B-rank now, and he can't beat A-rank. Before, the two shikigami Yun Cang of the God Dynasty almost killed him.

After    playful, there was a lipstick mark on Qingchen's face, and Yunluo Shendai said with satisfaction: "Don't wipe it off! Come on, play the game now, and everyone who loses has to drink!"

   This wine was drunk from 10:00 pm to 4:00 am. This God Dai Yunluo had no intention of taking away his female companion. The other party was drinking here, and it seemed that he just liked to drink.

   And Qingchen has been lying on the table pretending to be asleep since 12 o'clock.

Just when all the girls were drunk at the bottom of the table, Shendai Yunluo suddenly sat up straight and said with a smile: "I know who you are, and I know you are pretending to be asleep. Originally I wanted to see how long you could pretend to be asleep. , as a result, it depends on you pretending for 4 hours... With so many beautiful women around you, won't you get bored."

   Qingchen sat up and looked around for a week to find that there was no one in the Black Swan restaurant, only a bartender was sleepy leaning on the wine cabinet.

   He knew that Yunluo Shendai must have seen through his identity, so he would take one of his waiters to drink.

   He also knew that it must be the function of the mirror outside the cloud.

   After this god, Yunluo, returned to the inner world, he actually found the body of the person he killed, and then used the ATS-088 Shikigami, Yunwaijing on him!

  This shikigami has a distance limit, the distance is probably a city, but he is in the 22nd city.

  Thinking of this, Qingchen didn't panic anymore.

   God Dai Yunluo didn't come to kill him.

  Qingchen asked calmly: "So you dragged those women to drink for so long, just to see how long I can pretend? Then you are quite boring."

   Shendai Yunluo was sitting in the pile of women, sitting soberly, when Qingchen suddenly thought of a sentence...a world away and independent.

   seems to be very suitable for Yunluo, the current generation of gods.

  Shendai Yunluo smiled with great interest: "I'm so determined, I didn't even plan to run. Of course, running is not shameful, you have more opportunities to grow, you don't have to die here early."

"You have an advantage psychologically because you know my true identity, but I also know that the cloud mirror is not in your hands, but in the hands of God's Kongyu," Qingchen said slowly: "Listen. Said that you and Kamdai Yunxiu and Kamdai Kongyu are very different on the surface. The secret agent's guess that you can get out of the trial this time is that they think that the ten directors want you to balance Kamdai Yunxiu, but now I think The relationship between you may be better than expected."

Shendai Yunluo's smile didn't change: "What a smart person, just a little bit of information, can guess so many things, I really want to kill you here. However, tonight is a good day, let's forget it. Since They both have each other's secrets, so we should have a drink together!"

   "What are you doing with me?" Qing Chen asked.

"I originally wanted to ask you what you did when you came to City 22, but as soon as I entered the door and saw Shendai Yunhe, I understood," Shendai Yunluo said, "Are you going to kill him, or not? A deal, I will help you kill him, you owe me a favor. Otherwise, it would be difficult for a B-level to kill an A-level."

   "I don't make a deal with the Shendai Consortium," Qingchen said.

   "Don't say that, I'm not necessarily the same as other gods. My grandfather was friends with the Li family," Yunluo said with a smile.

  Qingchen looked at each other in amazement. It turned out that the old man who committed suicide on Li Xiurui's way to realize his dream was the grandfather of the person chosen by God in front of him!

"It looks very surprising, it seems that he has been killing people after crossing the road, and he doesn't care about investigating my detailed identity?" God Dai Yunluo said: "My grandfather used to be friends with Li Xiurui, even if he was an undercover agent, even if I had already Being promoted to A-level is also doomed that I will not be able to hold a high position in the God Generation Consortium in my life, and maybe some ancestor will stare at the body one day, so don't be so hostile to me."

   Qingchen didn't think so. He knew that the performances of Yunluo and Yunxiu were so good, it must be to support stronger ambitions, it was never that simple.

   At a certain moment, he even had a clear understanding in his heart. No wonder in the world of the gods, Yunluo pretended to go to Hokkaido.

   So when someone goes to Hokkaido, they have to do it as soon as possible to attract more attention.

  God generation Yunluo forced himself to do it himself, in order to help them eradicate Yunwu, Yunye, Yunjue, and use a knife to kill.

At this time, Shendai Yunluo seemed to guess what he was thinking, and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't touch the little girl's mother, of course I also know that this is not an important person, just to tell you, I am Proud, disdain to use rude tricks on ordinary people, it is a little different from the members of the generation of gods you have seen in the past."

  Qingchen thought for a while, but he was still unwilling to make a deal with this god-generation Yunluo.

   Not because of anything else, but because Yunluo of the God Generation seems to have great ambitions, and will one day become the mainstay of the God Generation consortium.

   And Yunluo of God Generation may not know yet, Qingchen's goal at this time is even bigger.

Seeing that Qingchen still didn't speak, Shendai Yunluo shrugged his shoulders: "Since you don't want to make a deal, then... you kill Shendai Yunhe first, and when you kill him, I'll kill you. But a reminder. Ah, Shendai Yunhe is not easy to kill."

   Having said that, the **** stood up and walked towards the outside of the black swan in a dashing manner, as if he had come and gone.

  Qingchen heard the footsteps, and hurriedly lay down and pretended to sleep again.

  The manager Wang patted him: "Get up, everyone is done, put them on the sofa, and then leave work when they wake up."

   After finishing speaking, Manager Wang threw down an envelope: "1,000 yuan, this is the money to accompany the guests to drink, your commission."

   Qingchen couldn't help laughing, how could he be so special as a drinker?

   Shendai Yunluo opened a lot of wine last night. Every time he opened a bottle, Manager Wang felt a little bit happy.

  Qingchen thought for a while and said, "Why is it only 1000, he has opened a lot of wine, and the commission is so low?"

   Manager Wang said angrily: "You have been sleeping on the table since 12 o'clock. The 1000 is still the money for the bottles of champagne, otherwise you won't get a penny!"

   Qingchen was stunned for a while: "Understood."

   At six o'clock in the morning, Qingchen came out of the black swan with messy hair. It was only just now that he woke up every girl and sent them to the car.

  What is this called? After drinking, Yunluo of the God generation patted his **** and left, and he had to stay to clean up the mess...

   Qingchen turned his head and took a look. The young man from the Blackwater Club was sitting on the side of the road and fell asleep.

   "It's really unprofessional," Qingchen sighed.

   He took the light rail back to the ninth district. On the way, the light rail was very lively at 6 o'clock in the morning, and all the nightclub staff returned to the ninth district.

   Back to the pigeon cage, when he came to the 43rd floor, he saw Zhang Mengqian sitting on the stairs with his knees in his arms.

   There are bruises on his face and blood on his hands.

   Qingchen held the paper bag with food and stood in front of the little boy: "How did you get it?"

  Zhang Mengqian looked up at him and said stubbornly: "Your money is the whole amount. When I went to buy a protein bar, someone saw it, and when I came back, it was robbed."

  Qingchen nodded: "The money is not revealed here, it is I who harmed you."

   Zhang Mengqian suddenly raised his head and stared at Qingchen and asked, "Why do people have to live so hard?"

  Qingchen thought for a while and said, "If you feel that you are moving forward with a heavy load... Then there must be someone who is taking care of your life for you. People who were born to be exploited, life is like this."

   Zhang Mengqian: "?"

   The little boy thought he would hear some inspirational encouragement, but instead he heard such a cruel sentence...

  Qingchen took out a bun from the paper bag in front of him: "Eat it, I bought it at the breakfast shop in the fourth district."

   He walked past the little boy, the little boy stood up immediately, lowered his voice and said, "Where were the people from the Black Water Club who followed you last night?"

   "Oh, he fell asleep at the door of the Black Swan restaurant where I work."

  …

  …

  In a dilapidated factory building in City No. 22, Luo Wanya sat on a diesel barrel in the middle of the factory building, stirring the fire in front of him: "This kind of place is really hard to find."

   He glanced at the windows and walls full of holes: "Although it's a little cold, it's not easy to find such a place on the edge of the city."

Zhang Qinghuan flattered: "That's right, I am most familiar with the lower three districts. This area was originally to be demolished and built, but the developer was kicked out by the residents of the eighth district, so this place became empty. In fact, those residents were also forced to go by the community. There was a community that wanted to launder the land and land it on the shore, but the gentlemen in the city confiscated enough money, so they didn't give them the land. They were not convinced and found someone to make trouble. "

"and after?"

   "Afterwards, of course, this club was cleaned up," Zhang Qing laughed happily: "How can the club fight against those old men these days, their arms can't twist their thighs."

   When the two were talking, there were seventeen people kneeling across from them, all of them tied with their legs, stuffed in their mouths, and black tape over their eyes.

   And behind Luo Wanya, there are more than 30 family members and more than 20 younger brothers from the art club.

Luo Wanya glanced at Zhang Qinghuan and handed over a silencer pistol: "These are the people we want to kill, the time walkers of the God Generation Consortium. To be honest, we don't usually do this, but this time it's too important, so You must submit your nominations."

   Zhang Qinghuan and his younger brothers were all nervous.

  Last night, when Qingchen was drinking the flower wine, Luo Wanya and the others did not sit idle. Instead, according to the information given by Qingchen, they arrested those Timewalkers whose faces had been recognized.

   Qingchen killed Shendai Yunhe and Luo Wanya led people to kill Timewalker, like two intertwined threads, going on at the same time.

   At this time, Luo Wanya wanted to incorporate Zhang Qinghuan into the parent-teacher association, and then use this art club to make the parent-teacher association take root in the north.

  The most important thing is that you cannot be betrayed by the art community.

  Although the parents have repeatedly reminded that the parents can no longer do things that have no bottom line, killing the Time Walker of the Kamidai family is obviously a bottom line thing.

   Anyway, Luo Wanya understood that.

He smiled and said to Zhang Qinghuan, "Shoot the gun. After we shoot, we can become a family. There are still many things waiting for us. By the way, which club is the hostile force of your art club? Let's be idle. It's okay to clean up together."

   "Black... Blackwater Club!"

  Luo Wanya was stunned for a moment, thinking that this is not a coincidence, isn't it!

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   9,000 words have been changed today, good night everyone

   (end of this chapter)