The Travelers of the Heavens: Beginning with being a second-generation zombie

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At this moment, a hall manager came over and whispered a few words in Liu Sihui's ear.

Liu Sihui's complexion changed for a while, she lost her smile, stood up, and said to several people: "Brother Chen, Brother Yong, you guys drink first, I'll go over for a while."

Cheng Yong was close by, feeling something was wrong, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Sihui stroked her hair, forced a smile, pretended not to care, and said, "He asked me to dance."

This is the dance hall where Liu Sihui used to work. Everyone discussed team building before, and finally decided on this disco.

But at this time Liu Sihui had already said hello and quit.

Cheng Yong was a little annoyed: "What are you jumping for? Sit here!"

Seeing that Liu Sihui couldn't get up, the lobby manager came over and took her by the arm and said:

"What are you doing, Huihui, dance now, let's go."

Liu Sihui subconsciously stood up and wanted to leave.

Cheng Yong looked at Chen Wei, and the others also looked at Chen Wei.

Chen Wei was hesitating at this time whether to try a glass of wine,

Diarrhea after eating and drinking does not necessarily cause diarrhea, right?

he knows what happened,

But he was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of scum, and waved his hand directly, signaling Cheng Yong to settle the matter.

Cheng Yong got the instructions, gained confidence, and directly drank:

"Hey!"

"Hey! What are you doing! Let go of your hand!" Cheng Yong gave the lobby manager a cold look, then turned to Liu Sihui and said:

"You are a guest today, don't you know? Come back and sit down!"

"...I told you to come back and sit down, did you hear me?"

Liu Sihui looked at Chen Wei,

Chen Wei nodded at him.

Liu Sihui took a deep breath, melted away the indifference on her face, smiled at Chen Yong, and sat down.

The lobby manager looked at the people sitting in the booth, feeling disdainful.

Oh, a table of old, weak, sick and disabled.

In line with the basic quality of serving customers, he loosened his collar, sat down, curled up his mouth, leaned up, and smirked at Cheng Yong:

"Brother, do you think this is okay? Let her go to the dance first, and wait until she finishes dancing, and then come to drink and play with you, okay?"

Cheng Yong narrowed his eyes and looked at the lobby manager expressionlessly:

"Didn't you hear what I just said?"

"She's a guest today, what kind of dance is she doing!"

The lobby manager looked at Liu Sihui with contempt in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Tell me, whoever dances if she doesn't dance!"

"You jump!"

Cheng Yong drank a little too high, and he didn't hold him back at all, and shot back directly.

Lao Liu and Lu Yiyi lowered their heads and laughed.

Peng Hao stared at the manager in the lobby, quietly clutching the beer bottle.

The manager of the lobby twitched with blue veins on his forehead, feeling that the guests at this table were a little disrespectful.

Dressed so shabby, come here to set up a stage, I really think of myself as a god!

"You're kidding me, right?"

"Who's kidding you, I'm going to watch you dance today!" Cheng Yong pointed at the lobby manager's nose and cursed.

"What's the matter with me dancing, the guest came to watch her dance today!" The lobby manager was about to get up and call someone.

Made, a group of guys who don't know what's good and what's wrong.

"It's short of money, isn't it?"

Cheng Yong's blood was on high, and his wine was too high, so he took the bag from the booth, unzipped it, took out a wad of money, and threw it on the table!

"Jump or not!"

The lobby manager stood up motionless, looked at the money on the table, and then at the big bag in Cheng Yong's hand, his eyes were dull, a little unbelievable.

Cheng Yong was very excited to spend money,

It was as if he had thrown all the uselessness he had suffered in his previous life on the table.

He turned around and took out another wad of money from his bag, and continued to throw it on the table.

"Can you jump!"

Then pay, then smash,

Cheng Yong looked at the lobby manager provocatively, and shouted:

"Jump or not!"

Seeing Cheng Yong's crazy look, Liu Sihui twitched the corners of her mouth, couldn't help smiling, and looked at Chen Wei.

The money does not belong to Cheng Yong.

he drank too much...

The corners of Chen Wei's eyes twitched, looking at the money on the table,

He wanted to beat Cheng Yong.

Just now he asked Cheng Yong to deal with the lobby manager. He also wanted to see that the status had changed. Cheng Yong was not the rich man with a huge sum of money in the original plot.

In this situation,

How will he solve this kind of thing.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Yong drank too much. According to the original plot, he threw money at people!

But the money does not belong to Cheng Yong,

This is the payment for the next batch of medicines.

……

Does this world still have the ability to restore plots?

Chen Wei couldn't figure it out.

He thought it was simply because Cheng Yong was too drunk,

Want to install AC!

……

Chen Wei signaled Liu Sihui to rest assured, watching with great interest,

Going to see how the plot develops.

The lobby manager's face changed, and he put down his harsh words and said:

"You wait for me!"

After all,

stood up angrily,

Turned on the stage.

……

"Take off! Take off! Take off!"

The manager of the lobby writhed enchantingly on the stage, and a group of onlookers watched from the audience.

Some guests shouted excitedly to take off their clothes, and gradually, everyone in the audience shouted to take off their clothes.

Cheng Yong and others also stood under the stage to watch the fun,

At this time, Liu Sihui also shouted excitedly: "Take off! Take off! Take off!"

She shouted happily, hysterically,

Tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Cheng Yong was booing at the side, turned his head, caught Liu Sihui's expression,

The brain intoxicated by alcohol is a little down,

It felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

……

Another early morning,

The magic capital at midnight looks more prosperous than during the day,

The people in the disco gradually dispersed.

Several people came down from the disco, and Chen Wei called a few taxis.

At this time, Cheng Yong's alcohol was surging, his consciousness was a little fuzzy,

He staggered up to Liu Sihui,

"Go, Sihui, I'll see you off."

"No need, Brother Yong, I'll be there in two steps."

Liu Sihui pointed across the road,

She lives in an old building across the road, just across a few alleys.

Cheng Yong opened the taxi door, continued to greet Liu Sihui, and mumbled:

"...Get on... Get in the car, I'll see you off!"

Chen Wei was a little annoyed.

asshole stuff,

I have endured you for a day!

Drink some wine and you will go to heaven!

He kicked Cheng Yong into the taxi and gave the address,

Passed 100 yuan to the driver and said:

"Master, deliver this product to the entrance of the Prince's Shenyou Store at No. XX Street, XX Street. When you get there, just throw the person out of the car."

Cheng Yong howled a few words in the car,

Consciousness was drowsy, and he fell asleep.

Liu Sihui looked amused.

……

After the taxi left, Liu Sihui said to Chen Wei with a clear voice and a smile:

"Then I'll go back too, Brother Chen."

Chen Wei looked across the road, but said, "It's too late, I'll take you back."

Liu Sihui's smile froze on her face,

She was silent for a while, with a complicated expression:

"No need, Brother Chen, it's very close, I'll go back by myself."

Seeing this, Chen Wei knew that she had misunderstood something, so he quickly winked at the opposite street and alley, beckoning her:

"Sister Sihui, there seems to be something wrong over there."