Stare at who turns into a cat [Comprehensive]

"Boss——oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! , choked up crying.

He had a ferocious face, and he deliberately grew a beard to increase his deterrent effect. He was the type who stood silently on the street, and someone immediately offered protection money with both hands.However, at this moment, he completely abandoned the image he had established in the past, like a giant mutated rabbit, shivering and curling himself into a ball, his masculine hair was wet and covered his face, and his facial features were almost indistinguishable .

"Shame."

The black-haired boy who received the call for help looked cold, but he didn't mean to kick him away, he just verbally said a few words of disgust: "Are you a primary school student who hasn't left school? What do you look like crying, it's so ugly. And you guys -"

He suddenly raised his foot and kicked over the solid wooden table full of wine bottles with a bang, causing a stormy sound.The undrunk wine was spread all over the floor, and there was no lack of expensive red wine in it, which flowed brightly and meandering, bringing out a very eye-catching sense of blood.

"Dare to mess around in my territory, are you tired of working?"

His deep pool-like green eyes reflected a cold light, although he was not very old, he still gave off a cold and contemplative sense of oppression, like a sniper gun aimed at the heart with the safety bolt removed.

The men in black on the opposite side were all taken aback for a moment, then restrained their slack sitting posture, and wanted to stand up with unkind expressions.However, the young man sitting lazily in the main seat stretched out his hand to block the rash subordinates, then raised a finger and pushed the brim of his hat, revealing his beautiful blue eyes.

"Oh? The momentum is not bad. It has been many years since no one dared to shout like this in front of me."

The speaker's face was quite young, and his curly orange hair was tied around his neck, giving him a more free and easy youthful look.However, like Aizawa Juri, their looks are not enough to offset their overbearing aura, and a single look can produce an irresistible and absolute threat.

The few remaining glass bottles on the ground rolled twice inexplicably, as if driven by some invisible force and squeezed together by the opposite direction, they could only tremble in panic, and finally annihilated into countless pieces with a bang. Transparent crystal block.

Although the noise was small, it attracted people's attention because of the overly dull atmosphere. It was like an alarm sounded suddenly, tearing the air in the room sharply.

The eyes of the imposing young man suddenly lit up, as if he had found something of particular interest, he couldn't help but let out a deep and meaningful sigh: "Oh—not bad."

And since the black-haired boy entered the house, he had consciously found a backer, and the strong men who howled so loudly that the ground was shaking hurriedly silenced, and carefully stopped their younger brother's behavior.

"Screaming? You really dare to say it." Contrary to the performance of the younger brothers, Aizawa Juri raised the tip of his lips and pulled out a smile that was not a smile, and said in a rambling voice without any scruples: "At least report your name. , let me see where is the big shot who is going to offend later?"

"Hahaha—you brat, you are really good, the more you look at it, the more you like it." The orange-haired young man with the status of a cadre had the calmness of an elder, and directly ordered his subordinates to empty the wine rack behind, and put more than [-] bottles The wines with different names were opened one by one, took out a bottle and handed it forward, and greeted very readily: "If you want to know my name, you have to pay a price. Or, you can treat it as a competition. What? So, do you have the guts?"

The tense atmosphere has subtly faded a lot. No matter from which angle you look at it, what he sends is more like an olive branch and a decent step, rather than an excuse to provoke trouble.Except for idiots and thorns, it is estimated that no one will reject his handling method - of course, you need to have enough courage, after all, not everyone dares to try the taste of mixing more than [-] bottles of foreign wine.

The black-haired boy who was used to being the big brother was obviously fearless. He only deepened his smile when he heard the words, took the full wine bottle without any hesitation, and replied in a flat tone: "I will remember to count all the losses on your account." superior."

The young man laughed a few times boldly, raised the wine bottle nonchalantly, bumped it lightly against the other party, and started to drink from the mouth of the bottle in a slightly rude way.He loves expensive red wine, and has always opposed the wasteful behavior of drinking water like a cow, so even if he deviates from his usual habits, he will naturally show an elegant demeanor, like an upper-class person attending a reception.

But in this way, his speed will inevitably lag behind by a few points. When he puts down the empty bottle, the young man in front of him has already replaced the second bottle, rolling his Adam's apple tirelessly, swallowing the wine with fine bubbles.

Probably because he drank too quickly, the red color from the alcohol spread from the corners of the other party's moist lips, and smudged all the way to the overly fair face, even the tips of the ears protruding from the black hair were slightly radiant. It's hard to move your eyes.

——The way you drink, you will probably get drunk soon, right?This little devil is really a solid eye.

The orange-haired cadre didn't mean to embarrass others, and was about to speak to stop him, but the other party suddenly sat down, threw away the bottle in his hand, picked up a new bottle, and compared him to someone who looked like "three" and Like an "OK" gesture.

This obviously means - I'm fine, you don't want to play tricks, do you?

The boyish behavior of the black-haired boy made him feel very funny, and he couldn't help but put his worries behind him and continue his career in drinking.

In fact, the friendship between men sometimes comes very strangely. One second, they were thinking of blowing each other's dog's head, and the next second they might hook their shoulders and call each other brothers.In short, they will soon forget the entanglement of grievances and grievances, and maximize the effect of getting drunk to solve thousands of worries.

If we talk about what happened today, it should be regarded as part of the daily routine for the gangsters.Any gang with a certain scale will always occupy a part of the block as a territory, and then classify entertainment venues as areas that need to be protected, charge a certain level of fees, and then dutifully drive away the homeless and hooligans who come to make trouble.

But this time it was a little different. It was not ordinary passers-by who booked the entire bar, but a member of the Yokohama Port Mafia who had just completed the assignment of his superiors and was ready to relax.As for the leader who leads them, he is one of the five cadres who make people change their faces, Chuya Chuya, who is known as the gravity manipulator.

"Since Mr. Chuya has made a decision, we, as subordinates, naturally have to follow it." The men who hadn't enjoyed themselves also raised their wine glasses and sent out invitations to new friends, "If you didn't make a real move before, cry ass Ah! Speaking of which, we just wanted to ask the boss to extend the business hours, but before we reached an agreement, you rushed in, jumped and yelled, and you can’t blame others for the stalemate, right?”

"Yuan, so it's like this?! Ah--what a big oolong!" The gangster boys with strong desire to survive immediately borrowed the donkey from the slope, and called the trembling boss and bartender to bring some cases of beer, and sipped it. Roll up your sleeves and join the party all night long.

Leaving aside how much money was spent in this incident, during the period, someone raised his head drunkenly and looked at the most comfortable sofa compartment. Who knows that he turned around but did not find the central figure of the two parties, and he couldn't help showing his head full of words. question mark.

"Hey—who of you saw the boss and Mr. Chuya, vomit...cough cough, vomit—!"

"Hurry up and spit in another direction! Damn, I ruined my new leather shoes!"

Before anyone could hear his question clearly, he was overwhelmed by scolding and laughter, and turned into a bunch of scattered syllables that could not be captured.

The two gangs drank themselves into a ball, hugged and danced in a daze, and after a while, even the person who just asked the question forgot his doubts, and sang a love song of broken love mournfully while holding the wine bottle.

The bartender who stayed up late watching the scene took a nap, and soon woke up from a light sleep, shook his head and ran to the bathroom, ready to wash his face with cold water to wake up.Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the door, he heard a strange sound coming from inside.

"...Don't sit down! Untie your belt first... Forget it, I'll help you. Tsk, take your hands away, what are you doing!"

"It's uncomfortable... Hiccup, I can do it myself, it's fine. Hey——!"

"What kind of voice dubbing without authorization, brat?! Also, you unfastened my, my, waist, belt!"

"Ah? I'm sorry, I'll tie it up for you again..."

--Wow!I accidentally heard the live version of the bosses. If people find out, they will definitely be killed, right? !

The bartender, who didn't want to die, had a chill on the back of his neck, and no longer had the courage to take a step forward, so he quickly turned around and fled in the opposite direction, trying to quiet down the sound of his footsteps.

In fact, the two people in the bathroom didn't even have the energy to pay attention to the movement outside. They were entangled in the small cubicle in a wrestling posture, trying to find a way to push each other away.

No, it should be said that only the orange-haired youth was struggling unilaterally, while the other embraced him like an octopus, muttering vaguely, "Belt, it's so hard to find..."

Zhong Yuanzhong was not as drunk as he was, and most of his patience was taken away by alcohol. Right now, he really wanted to neutralize the gravity of the clingy drunkard and send him to heaven to sober up.However, unfortunately, because the other party hugged him too tightly, he couldn't tear it off his body at all, so the consequence of getting rid of the gravity of the earth could only be that the two of them flew into the air together without any image.

"Let go! I can handle it myself! If I wasn't afraid that you would spit on me, I would really want to punch you!"

Because of his shorter height, he was tightly trapped between Aizawa Juri's arms and the door panel, and he had to raise his head vigorously so as not to bump into the young man's slightly protruding collarbone line.From this overly close-in angle, he could just see the brow nail looming between the forehead and hair of the other party.

It is probably made of some precious material, even under the dim light, it still has an overly beautiful green color, which matches the boy's own eye color very well, as if hiding a paradise full of blue colors.

It was like a signal that suddenly hit a certain nerve in the young man's brain, attracting the line of sight to go downstream, and for the first time truly looked into the shimmering bottom of the pool.