Ye Junlang seems to have become accustomed to the behavior of the one-armed man, even if this way of entertaining guests may seem strange and outrageous to outsiders.
Remote dark alleys, weird hotels, strange bosses.
This makes up the bizarre scene in front of me.
There is no doubt that such a bar is inconspicuous and extremely simple, and the owner of the hotel also looks extremely strange. His face alone is enough to scare a child into crying at night, and his temper looks very bad.
Adhering to the business philosophy that customers are God, this can be seen from his attitude towards Ye Junlang just now.
Despite this, the bar seemed extremely clean, and there was an indescribable aroma of wine floating in the air.
Moreover, it is extremely quiet here. The simple entrance of the bar seems to be the dividing line between the world of mortals and the quiet paradise. Entering the bar and being in it, it seems that the hustle and bustle of the world outside is thrown away. Only this moment of tranquility
and quiet.
Ye Junlang picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine into the glass.
This wine is extremely strange. It is not a foreign wine, nor a sake, nor a Chinese liquor. When the wine in the jug is poured out, it has a jade-like luster and is extremely viscous, like nectar.
.
Ye Junlang couldn't wait to drink a glass. When the drink entered his throat, it was extremely cool at first, and a strong aroma of wine spread out. After the drink entered his stomach, it became hot. This kind of hotness is not a sign of inferior quality.
It's not as spicy as a concentrated wine, but it's spicy with a strong aroma of wine and a hearty flavor.
Just one bite will leave you with endless aftertaste.
"Good wine! Good wine! After all these years, the taste of this wine has not changed, and it has even become more memorable! It is truly the best wine!"
Ye Junlang couldn't help but speak.
The best, most stimulating and blood-burning wine he has ever drunk is the unique wine in this bar. Unfortunately, this wine does not have a name yet. It is all brewed by the one-armed owner of the bar.
Made of.
As far as Ye Junlang knows, this kind of wine can only be brewed at most ten or twenty kilograms a year, so it is extremely scarce and extremely precious.
Not everyone can drink this wine.
Of course, ordinary people would not come into this bar, and even if they were invited, they would probably not be invited in. Such a shabby and simple environment, coupled with the one-armed boss with a very bad temper and a ferocious face, would be enough to scare away a large number of people.
People.
Even for people who know the existence of this bar, whether they can drink such wine when they come here depends on the mood of the one-armed boss. If he is willing to give you a drink, it will be a blessing. If not, it will be useless even if the king of heaven comes.
No one who can enter this bar is an ordinary person.
For example, the man in black trench coat sitting in the corner drinking alone. Although Ye Junlang didn't know him and couldn't see his face, the vague aura coming from him allowed him to tell that this was
An existence that is infinitely close to the strength of a legendary powerhouse!
Reaching the peak of extreme power means that you are about to break through the extreme power mirror, thereby stimulating your own secret realm of power. If you reach this point, you can be called a legendary powerhouse.
In the dark world, there are not many people who have opened up a secret realm of their own power, and every one of them is a famous existence.
Therefore, this man in black trench coat who was tasting wine alone must be a ruthless character, but in this bar, it is a common rule that guests do not ask each other's identities.
Even if life and death enemies met in this bar by chance, they would just sit and drink quietly.
If there's a big blood feud, settle it after you get out of the bar.
This is the rule of the bar, in other words, the rule of the one-armed boss.
So far, no one has dared to break this rule.
When Ye Junlang drank his third glass of wine, he felt the blood all over his body was boiling. The wine was as cool as snow when entering his mouth, and then as hot as fire when it entered his stomach. It was like the two heavens of ice and fire, and the wine taste was lingering.
With a hint of sweetness, it really makes people intoxicated and never know where to go.
At this time, the man in black trench coat had finished the last drop of wine in the glass.
He seemed a little reluctant to leave, but finally stood up and walked towards the door.
During this process, he did not even look at Ye Junlang, nor did the one-armed boss appear.
The bar seemed even quieter and empty, and it seemed that only Ye Junlang was pouring himself a drink.
The one-armed boss could not be seen. He seemed to have disappeared and seemed to exist in any corner of the bar.
"Son of a bitch, it's so boring to drink such fine wine alone. Boss, how about you come over and have a drink with me?"
Ye Junlang suddenly said.
Behind the wine cabinet, the one-armed boss appeared silently again, staring at Ye Junlang with his formidable eyes that were sharper than any sharp blade. After a long while, he moved his mouth and said: "Satan, don't you
It’s time to come here!”
His voice had a metallic quality, like two blunt instruments rubbing together in a confrontation, which made people feel uncomfortable.
Ye Junlang turned around, his deep eyes were as calm as a lake. He looked at the one-armed man calmly and said: "Then where should I appear? Just like you, I will hide in a corner where no one knows me and stay there all my life.
A shrunken turtle?"
"What do you mean?" The one-armed man's eyes began to be filled with a layer of ice.
"It's not interesting. I'm just thinking that the majestic murderer 'Xue Tu' is actually hiding in such a place, becoming a useless person who makes wine and sells wine. He has lost his will, energy and murderous intention. If this spreads,
I'm afraid many people can't believe it, right?" Ye Junlang said calmly.
"Satan, just because you helped me doesn't mean you can do whatever you want here and interfere with my life!"
The one-armed man spoke, and his voice was cold and emotionless. He obviously didn't do anything, but there was already a strong blood-like aura filling the entire bar, like a blood demon emerging from the depths of hell.
Emerged from the blood pool, carrying a terrifying aura like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, sweeping over overwhelmingly!
fear!
Absolute horror!
It was just a wave of his own aura, but it was already suppressed to the point of suffocation. The aura filled with the smell of blood seemed to contain the wails of countless powerful men.
Just like the fear of those strong men who had died in his hands.
"Do you want a fight? Then damn it! If a fight can make you turn back into the fearless murderer you were before, then I'm willing! Come on, otherwise you'll be a coward!"
Ye Junlang shouted loudly, and a majestic power, like the arrival of gods and demons, burst out from his body. He was unrivaled and soared into the sky with a powerful and fearless aura.
The one-armed man was silent for a moment, and then his own aura faded away like a tide. He picked up a wine glass, walked to sit opposite Ye Junlang without saying a word, filled the glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp.
boom!
The one-armed man slammed the wine glass on the table. He stared at Ye Junlang and said word by word: "Why are you coming to me? You are right, I am a useless person! Don't you see?
I am already useless!"
As he spoke, the one-armed man grabbed the empty sleeve of his right arm and stretched it out in front of Ye Junlang.