Pokémon the Second Reality

Before 12 o'clock in the evening, the single-day turnover of Pure Color Bar had exceeded 400 million, a record high. Among them, the rich second generation of nightclubs called by Zhong Ling'er are the main consumer force, and under their leadership, a steady stream of people come after hearing about it. The underground parking lot on a nearby street was full. According to this trend, it is not difficult to break million tonight. The key is that this event brings a lot of popularity to the bar, which is like a long-lasting river.

Xia Wushuang deserves a lot of credit for this. His entertainment reporter friend posted one of the drink orders worth over one million yuan to Electronic Entertainment News. In just two hours, it was commented and reposted more than 200 million times, and it was promptly converted into effective consumption.

"Master, you play the guitar very smoothly"

Mo Xiaoyu was sitting at the corner of the stairs on the second floor. Maybe he was having fun. The kid took off his shoes and used a red wine glass in one hand and a high-heeled shoe as a microphone in the other. Today she is wearing a willow leaf skirt and her hair is pulled into a princess bun. She is half agile but also half playful. Her white skin is like mutton fat and jade under the light, delicate and radiant.

It is undeniable that Mo Xiaoyu is also a natural beauty.

At this time, the performance of the Qingmang Band has ended, and the effect is explosive. The bar owner also invited some other friends, who were all musical prodigies, and their performances also boosted the atmosphere. He quickly came down from the stage, but the first person he met was the drunk Mo Xiaoyu.

"Who asked you to drink so much?" Xia Wushuang took the red wine glass from Mo Xiaoyu's hand and drank it all in one gulp. He handed the cup to a bar girl next to him, drank away some young men around Mo Xiaoyu who were toasting and guessing with ill intentions, and lifted her up to the sofa in the rest area on the second floor.

"No, uncle, we young people are just having fun." The young man had been coveting Mo Xiaoyu's beauty for a long time, and his dirty thoughts could be seen through his eyes, so naturally he was not willing to give up such a good opportunity easily.

The four of them followed Xia Wushuang with a provocative attitude.

"It's really troublesome." Xia Wushuang frowned while settling Mo Xiaoyu. He had known that this kind of place would never be a peaceful place, but he didn't expect that although Shangguan Qinglin was not the first to encounter trouble, it was Mo Xiaoyu.

"You deliberately got her drunk." He placed Mo Xiaoyu on the sofa, and the child was still shouting: "Come again, come again, Master Mo, after we finish drinking, we will play the kissing game."

Xia Wushuang's smiling face suddenly turned cloudy. He said coldly: "Whose surname is Mo? Stand up and let me see." After he finished speaking, he quietly took out a cigarette from his pocket. Next to him was a charming and enchanting girl. The girl at the bar took the initiative to order it for him. At this time, even the young men could easily feel a sense of oppression from the impending rain on his face.

"It's over, it's over, this is Mr. Wonderful Xia Wushuang." A steady bar girl came over. She was Yawen, the old man in the bar. She had been ordered by the boss to serve Xia Wushuang well tonight. When he was playing on stage before, she followed him in applause from the audience; when Xia Wushuang came off the stage, she quickly followed him and happened to catch this scene.

"disappointment"

When several young people learned that the man in front of them was the shameless Xia Wushuang, they naturally did not dare to make excuses. They knew that Mo Xiaoyu, the "cooked duck", had to fly, so they murmured a few words and went downstairs.

"Hey Master, is this you, Master?" Mo Xiaoyu was wandering between confusion and drunkenness. At this moment, she thought of Xia Wushuang and struggled to stand up and throw herself into his arms. She had no choice but to stand up and immediately covered her mouth, almost spitting out. .

Yawen, with her sharp eyesight and quick hands, helped Xia Wushuang carry Mo Xiaoyu to the bathroom. Not caring much at this time, Xia Wushuang gritted his teeth and drove Mo Xiaoyu directly into the women's restroom. Poor Mo Xiaoyu's eyes were spinning, and he held the dressing table and vomited out all the gall for twenty minutes. After vomiting, I squatted on the ground for a long time with tears streaming down my face. It took me a long time to bury my head and hold it in: "Master, I feel uncomfortable."

"You silly boy"

Xia Wushuang felt extremely distressed. He lifted Mo Xiaoyu up and held her in his arms, patting her back gently.

"Master" Mo Xiaoyu hugged Xia Wushuang tightly as if she had been greatly wronged.

When the three of them returned to the rest area, Yawen had someone bring sobering tea. Mo Xiaoyu drank the sobering tea, and Xia Wushuang bought several bowls of hot Chaos from outside. Mo Xiaoyu sat down next to him and happily ate the bowl of Chaos with relish.

Xia Wushuang smoked a cigarette. Judging from the excitement of the scene, he had done a big favor to Qingmang's friend today. It should be said that the task was completed beyond expectations. At this moment, he missed Shangguan Qinglin very much. He was like a wanderer traveling far away, and Shangguan Qinglin was his destination.

Zhong Ling'er was having a great time with a bunch of friends on the dance floor, but she didn't know where Shangguan Qinglin and Bai Tuor were at this time.

"Xiao Yu, where are Qing Lin and Bai Tu?"

"Oh, someone came to see Senior Sister just now. Senior Sister said to go out and come back later."

Xia Wushuang checked her phone and saw that Shangguan Qinglin had not sent him a message. It seemed that she had not left without saying goodbye and would be back later.

"Where did the white tudder go?"

A trace of uneasiness lingered in Xia Wushuang's heart. He entrusted Mo Xiaoyu to Yawen and went down to the first floor to look for her.

"Wushuang, here"

Qingmang was sparring with Pi Dou and Qinghong on the first floor. When she saw Xia Wushuang coming downstairs, she quickly greeted him.

"Sister Qingmang, have you seen Bai Tu? She is the quiet girl who was sitting with Qinglin before." Before the show started, the band members who were familiar with Xia Wushuang all greeted Guan Qinglin and the others, and said to Mo Xiaoyu , Bai Tu, and Zhong Ling'er were deeply impressed by several very different beauties.

"Isn't she with your friends?" Qing Mang asked doubtfully, "I just saw her going out with a few of your friends. I thought those people were a bit frivolous, but since they are your friends, I didn't think much about it."

Pi Dou also followed: "Brother Wushuang, I didn't expect you to have such a wide network of contacts. The turnover of Brother Jin's bar in the past month was less than 500, and it was so miserable that it was about to close. It has only been open for more than two hours tonight, and the revenue Over million”

"There is no suspense over the tens of millions tonight. If Brother Jin manages it well, this bar will be a golden brand from now on." Qing Mang said

"it is good"

There was a sudden commotion in the crowd. It turned out that Cucu was performing a drum solo. She has a different kind of charm when she plays the drums, and her bare slender legs are restless with the rhythm.

"Beauty, come with me tonight. I'll keep you so happy that your legs will go weak."

The onlookers were very excited about Cucu, and there were a few scum among them who talked indiscriminately.

"These are all a bunch of dirty things," Pi Dou was the first to yell. Cucu's charm confuses all living beings, but she is also a serious girl.

Xia Wushuang followed the shouts and saw two or three burly men stepping forward quietly. Without realizing it, they called the man and walked through the crowd towards the back door. The man's head was drooped and his feet were dragging on the ground. It seemed that he had been beaten half to death without knowing it.

As for the rest area on the first floor, a large blank space became vacant at some point. A man wearing sunglasses sat on the sofa and watched Cucu's performance expressionlessly. Beside him, there were more than a dozen burly men in black clothes.

"He's here," Xia Wushuang said calmly.

Xia Wu's eyes were calm, and he thought to himself that he would find the White Rabbit first, and there would be some bumps and bruises between him and him tonight. He put out his cigarette and walked through the crowd out the door.

Qingmang's so-called friends were the rich second generation brought over by Zhong Ling'er. Xia Wushuang really didn't have any friendship with them. She didn't believe that they knew about etiquette, justice and shame, nor did she believe that they had no intentions towards the drunken Bai Tu.

"Who is Brother Wushuang talking about?" Pi Dou asked.

Qinghong didn't even raise his eyelids and said with a smile: "He's talking about your sister Cucu's man, Xiaohei." See more Prestige public account: hhxs665