[Hunting] Killer's Blacklist

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There was silence on the other end of the phone.

The atmosphere of the sudden silence was a bit odd.

"Xiaojia..." Yulai said solemnly, "I don't want you to smash my signboard."

"..."

"Although I don't want to hurt you..." Yulai apologized slightly.

"I'm still self-aware." Gazelle said with embarrassment, "I just want to apply for a bartender job."

"...Hehe." You Lai smiled awkwardly, "I'm just kidding, I think it's the same... It's not like you don't know my store name is StrongMan! You're the type..." ==

He continued, "I can assure you that you will not experience any sexual harassment in my store."

"Um... thanks. So I'm going to work tonight?"

Yulai felt a little strange, "So urgent?"

"I'm in some trouble..." Gazelle looked nervously towards the living room as he said.

"OK. Do you want me to send someone to pick you up?" Yulai asked kindly.

Gazelle shook his head, "It's fine."

"Well, then, see you tonight."

"Okay." Gazelle hung up the phone and took a deep breath.

He wasn't telling the truth...

In fact, it's not just because he wants to escape the insidious and cunning magician... More importantly, the informant told him that Kuroro had an appointment at the StrongMan bar in the West District of Youkexin tonight.

Maybe this is a good opportunity to start. XD

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Youkexin West District is not a bustling central area, but it is an important hub where gangsters frequently meet.Under the cover of the dense night, the seemingly sexy nightclubs and lounges were indulging in sex and lust one moment, and they will become the hot spots of fierce fire the next moment.This is often the case!And the Strongman bar in Ulai is quite famous in this area, whether it's employers, killers, or hunters, they all like to come here to gather and do business.

It's just that the store is true to its name... only accepts able-bodied men. [Just a little hobby of the store manager] Women are not allowed to enter, and as for the thinner type like Gazelle... just wait to be trampled to death by the crowd as transparent air.The fact is that, when he just stepped into the door of the bar, the waiter seemed to be chasing away a little strong... very skillfully poured a glass of brightly colored Bloody Mary on his head...

"Haha~" The men around laughed harshly.

I will endure……

Gazelle smiled and said to the waiter who was a head taller than him, two circles stronger, "I'm looking for your boss!"

The waiter glanced at him a few times and snorted a few times,

"Little ghost, you should go out and turn right to the "pet" bar, believe me, I think your type of little white rabbit will be very popular."

There was laughter again around.

"I said... I'm looking for your boss." Gazelle still kept smiling, and didn't mind the cynicism of others at all.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the waiter felt bored, so he stepped aside reluctantly and let him follow behind.

This was the first time Gazelle entered the interior of the bar. Looking around, he found that the decoration of the bar was unexpectedly extravagant.

The dark glazed lamps are hidden behind the murals with hidden hints, and ambiguous light overflows faintly.

Gazelle followed the waiter into the office of the innermost boss.

"Boss, a little white rabbit is looking for you." The waiter said contemptuously.

"Well, I know. You go down first." He waved his hand and pushed the waiter out.

Yulai raised his head to see the wet flaxen hair and the wine dripping down the tip of his hair, and couldn't help but hold his forehead in trouble.

Gazelle wiped the remaining liquid with his sleeve. "Your staff are so welcoming."

"Get work clothes from Seven."

"OK. Then I'll go there now." After speaking, Gazelle walked out.

"K!" Yulai suddenly changed his name.

Gazelle stopped in his tracks, "You know...I don't like this code name!" His tone was no longer timid and submissive than usual.

"I just hope you don't make trouble here tonight." Yulai slowly stood up from the sofa and walked towards him slowly...

"Here..." He walked over and handed him a tissue, "Wipe it well, it's too ugly."

Gazelle lowered his head, looked at Yulai's hand stretched out in front of him, took the tissue without saying a word and continued walking forward.When he was about to leave the room, he said softly "I won't give you

Trouble. "

The door of the room slammed shut behind him.

Gazelle took a deep breath and raised his head, still resigned.

"The locker room should be here." He said to himself.

But the uniform couldn't hold up on him at all, and the shoulder line had fallen off his shoulders.

"It's actually not bad!" He buttoned the top button.I turned around in the mirror and felt good about myself.

Walking to the front desk, he immediately locked his eyes on a man.

The man was sitting on the leftmost side of the bar, his entire face was in the shadows, but the confusing lighting made his unique temperament even more charming.His neat suit is completely out of tune with the rock music around him.

Gazelle skillfully mixed a glass of vodka.Holding a tulip-shaped goblet, he beckoned to the waiter closest to him, "Please send this cup to the guests over there."

Then he turned around and pretended to be clearing the bar, but he followed the waiter all the time out of the corner of his eye.

Kuroro thanked the waiter politely and put the goblet aside.The liquid inside swayed gently, casting a mysterious color under the ambiguous light.

Gazelle carefully watched Kuroro's every move.

Kuroro sat quietly in the corner, tapping his fingers on the table with the rhythm.

The vodka that he had carefully concocted was completely forgotten.He frowned, took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands, then pulled the bow tie around his collar, and walked slowly towards Kuroro with a professional smile.

"Sir, don't you like this cocktail?" He bowed politely.

Kuroro raised his head slightly, and a pair of black pupils looked at Gazelle from top to bottom.

After hearing no answer for a long time, Gazelle couldn't help but raise his head, and Kuroro was looking at him inexplicably.

"No, I like it very much." Kuroro moved his lips, his voice was a little low but very sexy.

"I'm an intern bartender here. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to bring it up." Gazelle reached out to get back the previous vodka, "I'll change it for you."

However, before his hand touched the rim of the cup, he was restrained.

Kuroro stretched out his hand to cover his hand, "No, I like this cocktail very much, but I'm waiting for someone, and I want to taste it later."

The words are really nice, every sentence is reasonable and logical.

Gazelle didn't know how to continue, "I see! I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"It's okay." Kuroro shook his head, with a slight smile on his face.

Extremely hypocritical - this is Gazelle's most powerful evaluation of Kuroro.

"How long have you been working here?" Kuroro asked him.

Is this a successful flirtation?Gazelle felt a little relieved in his heart.

"One month! But before, I was learning bartending with the master in the backstage. Today is the first time I have come to the front desk..." Before the words were finished...the routine hadn't started...a discordant voice broke in.

"Little White Rabbit, give me a drink that's strong enough." A man who had just indulged in the ballroom threw his muscular body onto the seat at the bar and yelled at Gazelle.

"Well, okay. Please wait a moment!" Gazelle turned his head and smiled at Kuroro after speaking, "Sorry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Kuroro still maintains a high degree of gentleman model.

In order to repay the hunk for interrupting his plan, he specially concocted a limited-edition spirit "Jack the Ripper".

After entertaining the fierce man who was foaming at the mouth, Gazelle turned around and prepared to continue his exploration strategy.

Just then, a new customer appeared at the door of the bar.

The changing light beams were still dancing, the manic music was still reverberating, but the noisy crowd involuntarily stopped their movements.

"Eh?" Gazelle also looked over there curiously, it doesn't matter if he doesn't look, his blood pressure almost rose when he saw the face of the guest.

The arrogant waiter at the door stretched out his arm to stop the person coming. "Hey! Women are not welcome."

"Which eye of yours thinks I'm a woman?" The people around didn't see how he made the shot at all, they only heard a crisp sound of "click" followed by the extremely arrogant waiter lying on the ground with his left arm in his arms " Aww" rolling.

There was no sound, it was eerily quiet.

Why is this guy here?Gazelle stared at the other party closely, a trace of despair gradually emerged in his heart.

A beauty with shawls, black hair and dull cat eyes, besides Ilmi Beat the Enemy... who else?

Why do Il fans come to this place?He thought over and over again but couldn't get an answer.

Elmi scanned every seat as if looking for something, and finally he noticed the corner where Kuroro was.

Kuroro also turned his head, and nodded slightly to Ilmi.

Don't come here, don't come here.Gazelle prayed silently in his heart.

But Yier fans didn't pause for a moment, striding towards this direction.

Orz could it be...

Gazelle looked at Kuroro, then at Ilmi, and suddenly came to his senses.

Why didn't the intelligence person remind him that Kuroloyo's people are Il fans!

In a blink of an eye, Ilmi had already walked to Kuroro's side.

"You're late." Kuroro said still in his calm voice.

"Something happened." Yiermi took off her gloves and sat down.