Endless Debt

"The Immortal...Club."

Bologger whispered the mysterious word.

He felt something wasn't right.

He lowered his head and sat in front of the bar, looking at the slightly rippling drink in the glass, and then looked beside him.

On the right side of Boluogo is Jeffrey, who is smoking and drinking wine, looking happy. On the further right of Jeffrey is a stone statue as tall as a person. The carving of the stone statue is quite exquisite. , can barely distinguish the appearance of a man.

The bartender seemed to think that the stone statue was a human being and sprinkled wine on it, as if the stone statue could drink from it. To the further right of the stone statue was a cat. It was all black, with a red collar around its neck, and its head was stuck in From the wine glass, a human-like sigh of contentment came out.

Boluogo felt... something was wrong.

"Come again! Come again!"

Palmer, who was sitting on the left, let out a burst of cheers. His face was flushed, he kept tapping the table and holding his wine glass high.

Far to the left of Palmer, sat a skeleton man with "skeletal wonder". A whistling sound came from between its jagged bones. He cheered with Palmer, and then poured the wine glass into his mouth. All he saw was that the wine was ghosted. Earth spilled from between its empty ribs.

"The dance of September~the golden and brilliant dream~"

The joyful singing echoed around, so dynamic and passionate that people couldn't help but twist their bodies and vent their happiness along with the singing.

"Ba Li La~ Ba Li La~"

The bartender was humming to the music behind the bar, with a bright smile on his pale face. The wine glass was bumping back and forth in his hands, dancing with the drunken drinkers.

Bologo felt that if his memory was correct, the bartender should be Sere Vellelis.

Yes, the mysterious and noble Sere Velaris.

At this moment, Serei took off the noble and mysterious black dress, revealing a plaid shirt with scattered buttons, revealing the sexy chest muscles. Judging from the muscle mass that is about to be revealed, Serei is very strong. Like a bull.

"Hey! The boy from the Clerks family has a good drinking capacity!"

"That's natural!"

Sere poured another glass for the drunken Palmer. Just now, Palmer and Sere were enemies, but after a few glasses of wine, Palmer threw away all the hatred between the country and the family in the blink of an eye. The back of the head.

The two talked to each other, drank and had fun. From time to time, Palmer would get up and dance a few steps, singing and dancing to the songs, and then he would fall to the ground and vomit.

"Come on! Enough with the drinks, Klex boy! You're about to break the 'new friend record'!"

Sere stood up and put his foot on the bar, sticking his head out and pointing to the blackboard beside him, on which some crooked names were written in white chalk, followed closely by the number of drinks.

"New record!"

The black cat pulled its head out of the wine glass and cheered together

"Woo!"

Palmer was speechless.

"do you remember?"

Sere picked up the wine bottle and used it as a microphone to sing loudly. Then he turned around and pointed at Jeffrey, who was sitting next to Boluogo.

"In those days when there was no gloom!"

Jeffrey's face also turned slightly red, and he sang loudly after Sere's song.

"Come on!"

Sere was extremely happy. The light ball above his head rotated, emitting colorful light, falling on Sere's body as delicate as plaster.

His good figure is like a work of art, but now this work of art is in a strange nightclub, reaching the finale with singing, this work of art shakes the bottle vigorously, and shoots the expensive wine like a firework When I went out, foam and wine dripped everywhere.

Boluogo was wet all over. He was sitting under Sere, with unknown liquid flowing endlessly. His hair was hanging down, and wine dripped into the wine glass along his black hair.

His face was expressionless, as if he had compromised, he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Welcome! New friends!"

Sere shouted loudly. He didn't know where he took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on. Wearing leopard-print pants, he lowered his body and jumped out from behind the bar.

Boluogo turned his head and looked at Sere, his dancing shoes with iron blocks tapping on the ground, making a rhythmic sound along with Sere's tap dance.

Se Lei turned around and stood at attention. After the crisp reverberation, the colorful light balls above his head went out, and more bright lights lit up, illuminating the darkness. The fireworks tube exploded, and colorful paper pieces and sparkling sequins appeared like Falling like heavy rain.

It splashed all over Boluogo and stuck to his wet hair and clothes soaked in alcohol. Burlogo felt like a freshly frosted donut.

Oh my god...help...

"Welcome again! Bologo Lazarus!"

Sere shouted loudly, and more light fell, illuminating the darkness behind Sere. Also illuminated was the huge banner hanging behind Sere.

Warmly celebrate the new member of the Immortal Club, Mr. Bologo Lazarus.

The banner read this.

"welcome!"

The skeleton and the black cat were yelling together, and at the same time there were a few barks. In the corner where Boluogo wasn't paying attention, a "beagle" jumped out and barked.

"It" was very happy about the arrival of its new friend, and pounced on Bologo in one fell swoop, opening its mouth to lick Bologo's face. It was also at this moment that Bologo's expression completely lost control, and he thought he had a strong psychological defense. , completely collapsed under the singing and dancing of these lunatics.

"Wait a moment!"

Boluogo kicked away the "beagle" that rushed towards him. To be precise, it was a man wearing a beagle coat.

He is dressed in a beagle animal costume, with a dog mask on his face, his big ears hanging down, and a pair of piercing eyes can be seen under the holes in the mask.

Everything seemed normal until now, but what Bologo couldn't bear was that this guy opened his mouth, panting like a dog, and stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to wash Bologo's face with saliva.

After being kicked down by Boluogo, he crawled on the ground and barked at Boluogo, seemingly not understanding why Boluogo did this.

He's obviously just a friendly beagle.

"Stop it! Stop it!"

Borogo couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up and screamed loudly.

Right now, everything is like a ridiculous nightmare. Ever since he followed Sere into this place, Boluogo has been involved in this hellish disorder. It's like he's in a circus, watching an inexplicable freak show. , strange-shaped things were holding hands beside him, as if they were walking together with good friends.

The worst thing is that Jeffrey and Palmer accepted it all so easily, as if the only one who was abnormal at the moment was Bologna himself.

To be honest, in comparison, Bologo's previous dream of hunting for the Bear Band was more logical than the current reality.

"Ah? Boluogo, don't let the atmosphere be bad..."

Palmer reluctantly raised his head and said dying.

"Please wake up!"

Burlogo shook Palmer hard.

The dignified heir of the Clerks family, please don't be so retarded, okay? What about the deep hatred you just had? What about the restraint and etiquette that an extraordinary noble should have? You're as drunk as an alcoholic homeless man!

Palmer didn't respond. His eyes went white, his body softened, and he slid directly under the bar.

The beagle that had been kicked away by Borogo came over at this time. In Borogo's almost horrified eyes, he licked Palmer, and then raised his hind legs towards Palmer...

In the despair on Boluogo's face, the sound of gurgling water sounded.

"How many times have I told you! Go outside to use the toilet!"

At the critical moment, Se Lei stormed out and kicked the beagle with such force that it flew far away. The beagle slid on the ground, leaving a wet trail along the way.

"Just kidding, I've always wanted to train Sai Zong to go to the toilet at the right time."

According to Sere, this beagle is called Sai Zong.

Looking at the beagle crawling into the darkness, Boluogo was almost numb. He nodded stiffly and was forced to accept it all.

"Saizong is not good, Wei'er is good!"

A female voice sounded, and then the black cat jumped over, hooked its sharp claws on Boluogo's clothes, climbed up and down his body, sniffed from time to time, stretched out its barbed tongue, and licked Licking Bologger's cheek.

Feeling the slight sting, it might be that the other party was in the form of a cat, or it might be the successive impacts, which made Boluoge unable to react. After being licked several times by Weier, Boluoge woke up from the impact. Come over.

Borogo is an expert, and experts should be adaptable to all emergencies.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale... adjust your breathing and control your mood.

"Ah...hello."

Boluogo turned his head, Weier sat on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to grab the cat's paw, and shook it gently a few times as a handshake.

"Oh? This guy accepts it pretty quickly."

Looking at Boluogo's calm look, Weier said in surprise, and then it climbed directly to the top of Boluogo's head, covering Boluogo's head like a leather hat.

The fur all over its body is pitch black, which coincides with the color of Boluogo's hair. When it is motionless, it is really difficult to detect its existence.

"Weier, girls can't be like this." Serei shouted.

"I want you to take care of it."

Weier was scratching and rubbing on top of Boluogo's head.

As for Boluogo, his mood that had finally stabilized almost collapsed again. What happened to these guys? Treat cats as people and people as dogs, right?

"Bode, go check on Sai Zong. Don't let him run around again. It will be bad if he hurts passers-by." Sere said again.

"Oh, got it."

The skeleton man emptied another glass of wine, turned around, picked up his coat, and walked towards the darkness where Sai Zong left, not forgetting to say hello to Boluogo before leaving.

"Have a good time, new friend."

"Bologo~Bologo~"

Serei's eyebrows were flying, he pulled down the banner, rolled it up and draped it on Boluo Ge's body, like a ribbon from the investiture ceremony.

"How is it? How do you feel? Is everyone very enthusiastic?"

Sere sat down on the bar, patted Boluogo on the shoulder vigorously, and hugged Boluogo over. All kinds of random smells rushed into his nose, and the deep and damn chest groove was very close at hand. , as if inviting Boluogo to explore.

"I have been managing the club for the past 100 years. If you need anything, just say it. By now, we are all good brothers."

In just a few days, the word "good brother" has completely changed its meaning here in Boluogo.

Boluogo looked at Sere with stiff movements. Sere dipped his hand into the wine in the wine glass, wiped it vigorously on his hair, and vigorously combed back the hanging blond hair.

"What? Are you so moved that you can't speak for a while?" Serei asked after a moment of silence.

"No..." Boluogo shook his head, recalling everything that had just been absurd, and he said blankly, "I just want to ask too many questions, and I don't know where to start."

Everywhere he looked was a scene from hell.

This place is like a mentally retarded quagmire. The more Boluogo struggles, the deeper he sinks. On the contrary, a guy like Palmer who gave up on himself from the beginning is like a fish in water here.

"Anyway...is this the Immortal Club?"

"That's right!"

Sere patted his muscular chest.

"This is the Club of the Immortal."