After rebirth, I want to stay away from bamboo horses

The young man is tall and thin, with a slender figure. He is wearing a loose white T-shirt and trousers and carrying a cross-body bag. He looks delicate and handsome.

With just one glance, Zhen Xin recognized Kong Xiuzhu and watched him cross the intersection and go straight to the other side of the alley.

"What's wrong? Why did you stop?" Meng Liang passed through the crowd and followed Zhen Xin around the corner. He saw Zhen Xin standing still for some reason, staring at a white figure not far away.

"Oh it's all right."

"Do you know that guy over there? Is he your friend?" Meng Liang pointed at Kong Xiuzhu's back.

"Well, it doesn't count as acquaintance, not friend."

A love rival from a previous life shouldn't be considered a friend, right?

Zhen Xin raised her legs and took two steps, just in time to see in the shadow five meters away, a fat man lit a lighter and lit a cigarette for another tall and thin man with tattoos on his arms. The two looked very similar. Not like a good person.

Zhen Xin walked with her head slightly lowered, looking at the ground in front of her, trying not to look sideways at them, so as not to cause trouble.

"Fat man, did you see that the guy who just passed by was named Kong?"

Someone with the surname Kong just passed by?

Kong Xiuzhu?

Zhen Xin heard it with sharp ears and immediately slowed down her pace.

"I saw it, Brother Cong, it's almost the same! He looks exactly the same as the photo that Brother Yun sent. He is indeed good-looking. No wonder our Brother Yun misses him so much!" The fat man's face was covered with sweat. He wiped his face with his right hand and casually moved Wiped on clothes.

"This pretty boy is really good. He is obviously short of money and yet he acts like he would rather die than obey. When he comes out to sell, he still pretends to be reserved.

Brother Yun is also really thoughtful. In order to get him, he even asked us to accompany him to act in the show. On this hot day... By the way, have you brought the Wancas watch I asked you to prepare? "

"Bring it, bring it, here it is." The fat man took out a golden watch from his pocket and handed it to the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man took the watch, weighed it in his hand, and looked at it carefully, "Oh, the workmanship is very good, it looks real."

Zhen Xin withdrew her peripheral vision and passed by them with her head lowered.

"No, I found a few friends to get it. It's a special grade A product. Generally, a layman can't tell. The real one costs more than 350 million yuan. This imitation one is not cheap either. It costs more than 300 yuan!"

"This watch is really good-looking. It looks noble and durable." The tall and thin man nodded with satisfaction and put the watch on his hand.

The fat man smiled proudly: "No, this is a classic model of Wancas. Only a dozen of them are produced a year. It can be said that it is hard to find a watch. It not only maintains its value but also increases its value! When it was first released, it sold for more than 100 Ten thousand, it has already increased a lot in just a few years. I estimate that this watch will still increase in a few years. I mean the real thing!"

"Later, you will see the right moment and hit me right, and be sure to let the wine he brings spill on my arm." The tall and thin man patted the fat man on the shoulder and instructed.

"Don't worry, Brother Cong, don't worry when I do things!"

Zhen Xin, who was squatting on the ground pretending to tie her shoes, turned around and listened to their malicious plot, and watched the two of them walk in the direction where Kong Xiuzhu disappeared just now.

not good!

Kong Xiuzhu seems to have been set up!

Zhen Xin lowered his head in thought and hesitated whether to follow him or not.

In the last life, although he and Kong Xiuzhu were love rivals and did not have a close friendship, their relationship had always been peaceful and there had been basically no conflicts.

Zhen Xin could see that Kong Xiuzhu was actually a gentle and gentle person at heart, but he was forced by life to "put on a mask of hypocrisy." At least, Zhen Xin felt that Kong Xiuzhu should be sincere in front of her.

"Zhen Xin, are you injured? Do you need me to carry you?" Meng Liang saw Zhen Xin squatting on the ground for a long time. Meng Liang thought that Zhen Xin was injured.

"Oh, my feet are fine. It's just that the shoelaces came loose. I'll tie them up." Zhen Xin said as she stood up.

"That's good."

After a few seconds of hesitation, Zhen Xin's kindness did not allow him to ignore death: "That Meng Liang, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to do. You should go back by yourself first. There is no need to send me off. It's not too early, too If you go back late, your mother will probably be worried at home."

"Okay then. Then be careful on the road and go home early after finishing your work." Meng Liang instructed.

"Ok, bye."

Afraid that the two people would go far away, Zhen Xin responded perfunctorily and hurriedly chased the two people in the direction they left.

Meng Liang lowered his head and took out his mobile phone from his bag, wanting to take a taxi, only to find that the study notes he had compiled for Zhen Xin in the afternoon were still in his bag.

When he raised his head, Zhen Xin had already disappeared. Meng Liang put the notes back into his bag and chased after her like a headless fly.

Zhen Xin ran for more than 300 meters and finally caught up with the two people and watched them enter the "Mystery Bar" one after another.

It seems that the morning jogging these days is not in vain, it is still somewhat effective. At least I can run more than 300 meters in one breath, and I no longer feel out of breath, which is quite comfortable.

Zhen Xin straightened her hair that was messed up by the wind while running, straightened her back, raised her head and walked into the bar.

In his last life, he had gone to such a bar countless times. From the beginning, he was nervous and uncalm since he had never seen the world before, but later he became familiar with it. Suddenly I thought about it, every time I went to a bar, it seemed that I was trying to take a drunk Qin home. What were you doing in the middle of the night?

The lights in the bar were dim and it was not yet time for the singing and dancing to start. One ballad after another soothed the lonely souls.

It was still early, less than nine o'clock, and many people were already arriving in the bar, sitting in groups in booths, listening to music and chatting.

As soon as Zhen Xin entered, she was stopped by a waiter.

"Hello, classmate, are you an adult? We do not allow minors to consume entertainment here." The waiter looked Zhen Xin up and down and saw that he was dressed casually with a bag on his back, looking very student-like.

Zhen Xin took out his ID card from his pocket: "I have grown up a long time ago. If you don't believe me, just look at it."

The waiter took the ID card and compared it with his face: "Sorry, sir, welcome in. Who are you, sir?"

"Um... I made an appointment with two friends, but they haven't arrived yet." Zhen Xin made up a random sentence, looking past the booths and scanning the faces, and finally saw the two people.

"If there are three of us, can we sit here?"

"I want to sit over there. It seems more lively there, is that okay?"

"Okay, no problem, please come with me."

Zhen Xin chose a seat and sat next to the booth where the two people were sitting: "Sir, just click and scan the code. The minimum consumption in the booth here is 198."

"Okay, I'll wait for my friend to arrive before ordering." Zhen Xin finally dismissed the waiter.

After the tall and thin man sat down, he dialed the phone: "Brother Yun, Fatty and I watched him come in... We are already here... At table 8, you can come in in ten minutes... Okay, okay .”

After hanging up the phone, the tall and thin man gave the fat man a look. The fat man understood, got up and went to the corridor not far away. Standing in the corridor, he could see the situation in the bar clearly.

I saw Kong Xiuzhu, dressed in work clothes, walking over with an upright posture. The palm of his left hand was open, holding a wine tray with four glasses of special cocktails on it.

When he was about to reach the tall and thin man, the fat man suddenly appeared and hit Kong Xiuzhu from behind.

Kong Xiuzhu had no time to react, his center of gravity was unstable, and his body fell forward uncontrollably. The tall and thin man pretended to be frightened, but actually aimed at the position and raised the hand with the watch.

In the next second, four cocktails collided together uncontrollably, all splashing on the tall and thin man. The glasses fell to the ground, cracked, and the pieces scattered on the floor.

Kong Xiuzhu put his arms on the table of the booth to steady his body so as not to kneel on the ground. Otherwise, the fragments on the ground would penetrate into the knees and calves, and the flesh and blood would be bloody.

The tall and lanky man suddenly yelled at Kong Xiuzhu angrily: "You waiter, what's going on? Why is your service attitude like this at the Misty Bar!"