"arrive."

Chen Jiang and others stood at the door of a bar, looking at the name of the store in front of them.

"**The Asshole of this city."

Let’s clean it up as a family.

It's not the kind of nightclub that is filled with electronic noise, but the kind of bar that has only one resident singer and a few simple tables for drinking.

A place without too much revelry.

Scargou raised his head and glanced at the name of the store. He lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He stood there with his hands in his pockets and said casually, "Can this pass the trial?"

"It seems that the Galaxy Federation does not have any standard requirements for the naming of stores."

"go in."

Chen Jiang didn't say much, but opened the door in front of him and strode into the bar.

Due to the effect of his gentleman's suit, he couldn't even pronounce the name of this store.

As soon as you enter the door, you can hear the sound of music playing in your ears. It's not very loud, but it's not too quiet either.

It's not as loud as a nightclub, but it can completely prevent people two or three meters apart from hearing each other unless they shout loudly.

The music is pop music with a touch of rhythm.

He didn't recognize what the song was. It was a native song of this planet, but it was pretty good and nice.

The lights in the house are a little dim.

In addition to some relatively bright light sources embedded on the floor under your feet to prevent guests from seeing clearly the path under your feet, most of the lights are very weak, which ensures that you will not be able to see your surroundings clearly, but you will not be able to see.

Too clear.

After they entered, no waiter came or greeted them. Only the boss sitting at the bar with his head lowered raised his head and glanced, then casually pointed to an empty table next to him and motioned for him to sit down.

Chen Jiang and his party didn't say much.

After randomly finding a table and sitting down, I saw a small display screen embedded in the corner of the table. It would light up with a light touch, and would automatically go off if there was no operation for ten seconds.

On the display screen, there is the drink list of this bar.

Some relatively ordinary drinks cost about sixty or seventy pentacles a cup. In this city where land is at a premium, the price of this drink is not too expensive.

There are about a dozen tables in the bar.

At this time, only seven or eight tables were occupied, and the rest were empty.

But there is an interesting phenomenon: all the people drinking in this bar are men, and they are all alone.

There were no two or three friends traveling together, and no woman was brought along to seek ambiguity in the tipsy atmosphere.

Some are just men sitting alone in front of the table, letting their bodies be swallowed up by the darkness, mechanically raising their arms to drink, or staring at the wine glass in a daze under the dim light.

"This bar is quite interesting."

Scargou raised his eyebrows and glanced at the drink list on the table, then tilted his head to look at the men at the tables next to him: "Is it because they are carefully screening customers to form such a picture, or is it just a coincidence that we came at the right time?"

The prices of the drinks in this restaurant are not very expensive, and the decoration and atmosphere are also good. Although the store location is not on a busy street, it is not too far away, and it is not in a remote corner.

It's a little strange that this picture appears.

After Chen Jiang glanced at it for a few times, he didn't care anymore and casually ordered a few glasses of wine on the screen. He just wanted to experience the civilized life that he had not seen for a long time. He had stayed in the Ten Thousand Races Arena for almost four months.

What he has experienced in these four months is more than what he has experienced in the first half of his life.

He has almost forgotten what a civilized society is like.

soon.

The boss sitting at the bar got up and began to mix the drinks himself. After mixing, he personally served the drinks in front of their tables. From beginning to end, the boss did not have any communication with them, just like a programmed robot.

, repeating things like sitting mechanically.

"The wine is very spicy."

After Scar Dog took a sip, he frowned and commented.

"Um?"

At this time, he suddenly saw some different drinks on the drink list.

"Drink: Iwaizumi."

"It can make you forget all your worries instantly, and it lasts for fifteen minutes."

"Price: 1,000 star coins."

-

"Drink: Rebirth."

"If you have had enough of your current boring life, drink this glass of wine, and your life will undergo earth-shaking changes at a certain point. It may be that you suddenly win the lottery, or it may be that your parents suddenly die. In short, it will break the balance.

Dan."

"Price: 50,000 star coins."

-

"Drinks: selling sex."

"Drink this glass of wine, and everyone around you will temporarily ignore your existence, including your wife, your boss, and your family. This kind of ignorance is not that they cannot see you, but that they are doing whatever they want.

When I make a decision, I will subconsciously ignore you for a day."

"Price: 3,000 star coins."

etc.

The prices of these drinks on the last page of the drink list are not as affordable as before. However, the ingredient list no longer shows what kind of drink it is made from, but instead contains some introductory words that resemble props.

"If there is no false propaganda..."

Scar Dog looked slightly weird and said: "Then these drinks should be produced with some kind of props? Yes, after all, the Galaxy Federation can mass-produce Ten Thousand Races Arena, and there are some things that can give the drinks various magical effects.

It’s not hard to accept.”

"It's just that this glass of wine only costs 3,000 star coins?"

"If this kind of thing is used for spy infiltration or the like, it should be of great help. A regular prop of this level is sold so cheaply. Could it be that there are some drawbacks, or that this has been ignored and not

Isn’t it too absolute to be ignored?”

And at this moment——

A man who was sitting at the table next to him and drinking alone suddenly stood up and sat down at the table where Chen Jiang and others were sitting with a wine glass in his hand. He tapped the wine glass on the table and said softly.

"How's the wine?"

"generally."

Chen Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, put his hand on the chair beside him where Scar Dog was sitting, and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him, without saying much.

The man in front of me looks like a very fashionable man.

Short hair, casual clothes, and a string of pearl necklaces around her neck.

His bare arms were covered with tattoos, and on his finger was a ring that looked like it was polished from some kind of animal bone.

Few men would choose to wear jewelry such as pearl necklaces.

It's just that this pearl necklace does not have a very girly feel on this man. Instead, it has a feeling of coexistence of violence and girliness. This sense of difference makes people feel very abrupt.

"You haven't even drank, why do you say it's normal?"

The man in front of him lowered his eyes and looked at the untouched wine glass in front of Chen Jiang, and said with some slight dissatisfaction.

"It looks just average."

"Okay, you're right, but why not try the wine on the last page of the drink list? The drinks there are the signature of this store. They are absolutely worth the money. Once you leave this store, you will never go back again.

You can’t buy this kind of drink anywhere else.”

“Too expensive.”

"expensive?"

The man paused, slowly raised the wine glass in front of him, leaned back on the chair, looked at Chen Jiang with a half-smile, and said softly: "This kind of price shouldn't be nothing to you, what do you think, Jiang

Mr. Cheng?”

"Or should I call you Mr. Jiang?"

"All right."

Scargou shrugged his shoulders and lit the glass of wine in front of him with some boredom. The blue flames danced on the surface of the wine with the music. He raised the glass and used the blue flames dancing on the wine to light a cigarette for himself.

.

Then he leaned back on the chair, raised his head, blew a smoke ring at the ceiling and said helplessly: "It seems that many people will die again tonight."

"Don't worry."
To be continued...