Always have a weird ending

Chapter 44

The call was made by Qingyang Shimu to Yan Bulai.

After receiving this call, Yan Bulai suddenly understood the sour feeling of "someone inside me". Qingyang Shimu told Yan Bulai to participate in an important plot. He knew that Yan Bulai did not have a mobile phone, so he directly Call He Jin's landline number.

Yan Bulai echoed Qingyang Shimu's words, and did not put down the phone until there was a complete silence on the phone and the beeping sound of hanging up the phone.

A dialog box popped up in front of him.

[a. Go.

b. not to go.

c. Think about it before choosing to go or not. 】

Looking at the third option, Yan Bulai had to lament the scheming of this game. He heard from Qingyang Shimu just now that the plot is imminent, and it is said that the "big meal" has started, otherwise He Jin would not panic He rushed out in a hurry.

If he had chosen c, then he would have skipped this extremely impactful plot, and when he arrived at the scene, the day lily would have been cold, and there would probably be leftovers.

Yan Bulai fully felt the urgency of the time. He was afraid that he would miss the main plot if he was delayed by a minute or a second. He quickly chose a without pausing.

Fortunately, the setting of this game is still the same as before. Yan Bulai likes this. After he clicked a, his eyes went dark, and he was teleported to a strange scene.

No, Yan Bulai squinted his eyes and looked at the seemingly tall bar in front of him, feeling that life is really fucking fucked up.

Turning around, how could he just not get out of this bar?As soon as you leave, you will continue to fly up like a fly.

The two security guards at the door seemed to have known him because of what happened last time. When they saw Yan Bulai, they greeted him and let him in.

This time, Yan Bulai didn't have a lovable carrot named He Jin by his side, so there were no other little boys with makeup who wouldn't even recognize ghosts pounced on him, and Yan Bulai walked steadily to the front desk.

This bar has a front desk, and some things need to be registered, and it's a membership system. The last time Yan Bulai didn't come close to this place at all, because there was He Jin, just brush his face.

But Yan Bulai didn't know if his face had such a great effect.

He approached the front desk with a smile.

There are two people registered at the front desk, a handsome young man and a young man who doesn't look too easy to mess with.

After glancing at Yan Bulai, the handsome young man looked down at a certain list on the table, then he raised his head and said to Yan Bulai with a standard smile: "Mr. Yan, the person you are looking for is in s1 box."

He pointed in a certain direction as he spoke.

Yan Bulai nodded ignorantly, probably the omnipotent Qingyang Shimu Xiaoxiao had already helped him deal with this matter.

He just walked towards that place as the young man instructed.

Behind him, whisper softly.

The unprovoked young man half-raised his head to look at Yan Bulai's back, "Does this person often appear on TV..."

The handsome young man patted him on the back and said with a smile: "The person the boss wants, don't worry about it, just sleep with yours."

"Oh." He nodded indifferently, and lay down again.

Yan Bulai traveled smoothly all the way, no one came to stop him, but there were many enthusiastic people to guide him.

Yan Bulai easily discovered that this was a trap arranged for him by someone. This trap was so stupid that Yan Bulai suspected that the game party didn't use their brains to think about how to plan this conspiracy, because the more stupid thing was He clearly knew that those people were the signposts on the way through the trap, but he had to follow their instructions and jump down foolishly.

Well, he thinks he knows why the game official dared to do such a mindless trap.

He quickly walked to his destination under the guidance of those people.

Yan Bulai stood in front of the door, trying to figure out how to get in. He looked at the door, and felt that the door didn't look very strong. Maybe he kicked it lightly, and the door fell down. .

He's rehearsing it in his head.

There was a sudden roar from inside the door, "What exactly do you want?"

Yan Bulai narrowed his eyes, he was very familiar with the sound, the quality of the door was indeed not good, and the sound insulation effect was also poor.

He Jin really couldn't bear it anymore, so he broke out suddenly.

The person he was yelling at was sitting on the small sofa. The person turned a deaf ear and was quite leisurely mixing himself a cocktail, not knowing where the ingredients came from.

He Jin gritted his teeth. What annoys him the most is that this person always looks so calm and calm, as if everyone in the world is an idiot. You said that if you love this kind of pretense and profoundness, you don’t want it Doing big hooligan things all day long!

He Jin is a native of City A. He knows most of the dandies in City A, and he has good friends with many of them. The rest who can't play with each other will maintain the illusion of friends on the surface, except for Yin Ziyong.

He Jin doesn't like Yin Ziyong, he thinks he is a big fool who wants to pretend to be inscrutable but always fails to be an anti-dog.

Yin Ziyong also looked down on He Jin, he felt that he was just an idiot who showed all his emotions on the surface, if he hadn't had a good family background and a good friend to take care of him, he probably wouldn't know where he died.

The two looked at each other and hated each other, and they usually get along well when they don't communicate with each other, but this time they bumped into each other.

"What are you going to do to let him go?" He Jin said while trying to suppress his anger.

"What do you mean I let it go?" Yin Ziyong heheed twice, took a sip from the wine glass on his own, deliberately ignoring He Jin's anger, and sipped slowly until he drank half of the wine. Leisurely replied, "He was originally my man."

This sentence happened to hit the point of He Jin's anger, and his anger reached its peak all of a sudden, and He Jin couldn't suppress the anger in his heart in an instant.

"Bah! Fuck you!" He Jin slapped the table with his right hand and pressed it against the table. He put part of his body weight on the right hand, and the other hand clenched into a fist and waved it over. .

"He Jin!" A slightly exasperated voice sounded.

He Jin's left hand stopped abruptly in front of Yin Ziyong's face.

Yin Ziyong still had a faint smile on his face, and he couldn't help but let out a low pooh in secret, "Damn it, I was scared to death."

"I'm sorry, Ah Jin was impulsive." Qingyang Shimu stepped forward and pulled He Jin's hand back, with an apologetic smile on his face, which was similar to Yin Ziyong's smile upon closer inspection, but no matter how you looked at it, it was different. More sincere than Yin Ziyong's smile.

This kind of person is the most fucking annoying.

Yin Ziyong clapped his hands lightly, and a group of people standing behind him put down their weapons obediently.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to Qingyang Shimu pretending to be frivolous: "Hey, little brother Xuehua, do you want to consider playing with me? I... I am definitely easier to get along with than someone."

This time He Jin was not as angry as usual, he could see Yin Ziyong's provocation, and he also believed that Shu Xuehua would not betray him.

Seeing He Jin's slightly proud smile, Qingyang Shimu sighed silently in his heart, finally no one led him by the nose this time.

He Jin stood aside, enduring his temper, fearing that it would be self-defeating if he was not careful.

Qingyang Shimu and Yin Ziyong were practicing Tai Chi, and the two were talking politely, Qingyang Shimu frowned, why didn't Yan come?If you don't come again, you won't be able to keep up with the good show.

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a knock on the door, the sound was very shallow, but it shocked such a group of people with different thoughts.

Qingyang Shimu was the first to react, and he immediately guessed who was coming, saying that Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived, but he didn't do anything, but looked at Yin Ziyong with a smile, as if he was waiting for the master to give an order.

This move made Yin Ziyong very happy, he coughed, "Come in."

The door was pushed open.

A fluffy head stuck into the door, and the man stared at them with black and white eyes, tilting his head slightly, "Hi, hello."

The voice is soft and glutinous, and the voice is deliberately light.

Qingyang Shimu turned his head silently, feeling that he couldn't bear to look directly at him, he didn't show such malicious intent.

Yan Bulai knew that his words shocked many people, after all, this was the best option he chose outside the door.

He Jin was the second person to react. He took a step forward and reprimanded viciously, "Why are you here? Who told you?!"

Yan Bulai looked at Qingyang Shimu without a trace, and Qingyang Shimu turned his head slightly, Yan Bulai immediately understood that this meant telling him not to sell his teammates.

Yan Bulai shut up and started to make up, "I just came to the bar to hang out, and then I heard that you were here, and it turned out..."

Unspoken words, the meaning is still unfinished.

He Jin frowned, he obviously thought of something else, but He Jin knew that the current situation did not allow him to say such words.

He Jin lowered his voice, "Go back!"

Yan Bulai opened her mouth, and was about to express her position when she heard some malicious words.

"Since we're here, why don't we just have fun?" Yin Ziyong shook the cocktail in his hand at Yan Bulai, and the colorful liquors gradually merged together, forming an indescribably disgusting color.

He unconsciously took a sip, raised his chin to He Jin, "Let me play a game with you, if you win, you take him away, if you lose..."

Yin Ziyong turned his head and smiled meaningfully at Yan Bulai, "Leave him alone."

Even if Yan Bulai is a fool, he can still judge that the "he" before and after this represents two people. As for who he is before, he doesn't even need to guess. Who else can make He Jin so worried?

Yan Bulai clicked his tongue twice in his heart.

And judging from He Jin's attitude towards him and that person before, he probably immediately used him as a weight without hesitation, right?

Most of the people in this enclosed space thought so, and Yin Ziyong also looked at He Jin with a confident look.

He Jin looked back at him and smiled coldly.

"Oh, don't even think about it."

Huh?

Yan Bulai felt that it was going to rain red.

Qingyang Shimu gave a low laugh, and Chaoyan squeezed his eyebrows, his favorability was pretty good.

Yan Bulai: "..."

What did you say

Yan didn't understand Qingyang Shimu's meaning, so he ignored Qingyang Shimu and looked at He Jin meaningfully, your boy is doing well today.

He Jin smiled and hooked his lips to him.

"Dong dong dong." There was another knock on the door, but this time Yin Ziyong didn't know if he was frightened by He Jin's performance, and he didn't respond to let the man in.

The man pushed the door open by himself. He was wearing a waiter's uniform, holding a tray with several glasses of red wine on it. After he walked in, he was obviously stunned for a moment. Obviously, he didn't think of this place before he came in. The atmosphere is so depressing.

However, his professional quality is very good, and he quickly returned to the appearance that a waiter should have. He smiled professionally, "Sir, you ordered red wine."

Yin Ziyong knocked on the table, "Put it here."

The waiter carried the plate and walked towards the glass table in small steps.

Yan Bulai felt that everything happened very dramatically, but his reaction ability was enough for him to solve this dramatic incident, but...his body couldn't move at all.

Is it a necessary plot for the system?

Yan Bulai watched helplessly as the waiter tripped over an unknown object, and the red wine on the tray sprinkled He Jin like raindrops on a rainy day.

Everyone persuaded the waiter who kept apologizing away, and He Jin was rarely angry, but kept frowning.

Qingyang Shi Mu bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm not strict with my teaching."

He Jin shook his head, "It has nothing to do with you, by the way, the spare clothes are still in the old place, right?"

Yan Bulai watched He Jin leave, squinted at Qingyang Shimu, Qingyang Shimu nodded proudly, yes, this is my territory.

Tsk, because it's a good friend's store, so you don't get angry?

Yin Ziyong looked at the farce in front of him speechlessly, and nodded to the two of them, "Sit down, really... do you still want to save people?"

The three of them remained silent, after all, the main character was He Jin, and without him, it was difficult to carry out any activities.

Yan Bulai and Qingyang Shimu sat down obediently. They looked at each other a few times, intending to exchange information, but Yin Ziyong was still sitting in front of them, and they didn't dare to be too blatant. Yin Ziyong was surprised by them Weird drink, smiled and watched them drink it.

The three of them killed a while, and finally there was some movement outside the door.

He Jin pushed open the door, and he changed into a set of clean casual clothes.

Yan Bulai consciously greeted him.

He Jin glanced at Yan Bulai indifferently, turned his head to look at the chilling Yin Ziyong who smiled, and said coldly: "I agree to your proposal."

Yan Bulai: "...Huh?"

He Jin lowered his eyes, "I agree to play that game with you."

Yin Ziyong put down his wine glass, smiling all over his face.

He Jin looked at Yan Bulai indifferently, "Let's bet on him."