scum attack finally

It has not been touched, it is exactly the same as when he brought it in, the coffee has not been reduced in the slightest, and it is obvious that the guest has not taken a sip.

This season is autumn, which is different from summer. The night comes quickly. When I walk out of the cafe, it is already dark outside.

All the street lights on the street are on. At this point in time, it can be said that it is still too early for a group of nightlife, whether human or alien.

Most of them are still eating, he will have a full meal in the morning, and now he doesn't feel any hunger.

Yao Jin found a corner by the side of the road and waited patiently with his back half against the wall.

Suddenly, the silent gaze became sharper. Yao Jin looked towards a barber shop on the side of the street, and saw two rather tall and thin young men coming out of it. On the street, the destination was quite clear, and they went straight to the bar opposite where the ceiling lights had been turned on for less than 5 minutes.

Although they were far apart, Yao Jin knew they were blood clan the first time he saw them.The face was unfamiliar, not the one he wanted to avenge for the original owner.

As the two entered, humans began to walk into the bar one after another.

Seeing that it was almost ready, Yao Jin also went through the crowd and walked up.

The door of the bar is on the first floor, but the home court is on the basement floor.

There is no receptionist at the door, and customers walk down the slanted wooden stairs by themselves.

One side of the corridor wall is non-reflective and completely black, and the other side is transparent with huge glass carved with silver dark flowers, occupying the entire wall.As for the top, there are various complicated and ancient patterns.It can be seen that there is a certain sense of history, but the color is particularly bright, and the red place is like blood.

The theme of the bar is dark and Gothic, which caters to the cravings of some crazy young people.

The decoration of the hall is also court-like, with painted beams and carved columns. If it weren't for the wine tables not far apart, newcomers might think that they have stumbled into the rich man's private residence by mistake.

Colorful lights burst out from all kinds of lamps on the ceiling, and there are lights of various colors. Yao Jin's silver-white hair is basically not conspicuous here.

There were not many customers at present, so Yao Jin chose a seat in a corner among the tables around the wall.