"Master Tan, Master Tan, what's wrong with you?..." The coward shook Tan Shaojie tentatively. After confirming that the other party was unconscious, a cunning look appeared on his face: "Tan Wenjie, you really think I'm the coward and you are A little character who drinks and calls you around at will? I am also a long-term leader after all, but I am not comparable to a second-generation ancestor like you who can't stand up to the wall."
"Besides, your old cunning uncle Zhang Xiaotian, who is he? You want me to see how he behaves, huh! When I completely master the synthesis method of angel dust, let alone rule the world, it will be the entire Nage The world must also lie down and surrender like a dead dog in front of me! Hahaha..."
The weakling got better and better the more he talked, he stepped hard on Tan Wenjie's key parts with his feet. Even though Tan Wenjie lost consciousness under the influence of the drug, the pain in his lower body still made him bow like a shrimp.
The more the weak chicken is stepped on, the crazier it gets, and the crazier it gets, the more ruthless it gets! Until he heard the sound of something breaking, and an indescribable low groan came from his mouth, as if brutalizing Tan Wenjie could bring him special pleasure.
Deep in the weakling's heart, there is a natural hatred for the second generation ancestor. He hates those guys who were born with golden keys in their mouths and are aloof. Compared with him, a grassroots person who humbles himself like a dog and gets up little by little, he has low self-esteem and There is anger at the injustice of the world! This kind of anger has the same goal as the Chai Xiaodao of the Xiaodao Society. The only difference is that one earned a good life by licking blood with a knife, and the other earned it by enduring humiliation and being a dog.
In short, even if Tan Wenjie wakes up, he is already dead. According to the resurrection system of the game Nage, this kind of physical trauma has nothing to do with resurrecting life. Physical trauma cannot be healed no matter how many times he is resurrected. The weakling probably didn't expect that with such a violent kick, the first eunuch would be born in this game's other world! Tan Wenjie has since embarked on another path of no return, but that is a story for another day.
Xue Ruyi, tsk tsk tsk... Instead of giving in to Tan Wenjie, a pig, it's better to take advantage of me, a weakling. Now that Tan Wenjie has a small amount of version 2.0 angel dust and a synthetic prescription, he doesn't mind sleeping with the woman Tan Wenjie desires, so why not just have fun when he comes out to hang out? He has a ready-made plan to do it right. It's impossible to give up. Who would give up this tender piece of meat?
The weakling dragged Tan Wenjie to the end of an alley in a dark street. It was remote and dark, and ordinary people couldn't find him. If there were some disgusting old women begging, then it would be a good deed to express condolences to the old man.
Tan Wenjie knew the whole plan very well. He went to the agreed bar, paid the bartender away, put on the bartender's clothes, and then waited for Xue Ruyi's arrival at the bartender's mixing station with a serious look.
Although Xue Ruyi was a little surprised that Tan Wenjie asked her to talk about something today, she didn't think much about it. Tan Wenjie has been pestering her for more than a day or two. Today, he took this opportunity to make it clear to this guy. It would be best to make him give up. In addition, Xue Ruyi has been worried about leaving Junlin Tianxia Club. Her ambivalent psychology has kept her from making up her mind, and she is still somewhat reluctant to part with the rich resources that Junlin Tianxia Club can provide.
Xue Ruyi was wearing a Salina +3 suit. She was very well-dressed. She knew very well that any set of casual clothes would easily make some men have assumptions. She could save a lot of trouble by simply showing her rigid side to others.
She raised her hair high and pushed open the door of the bar with a cold expression on her face. She chose this bar. In her free time, she would come here to have a few drinks and relieve her stress.
This bar was relatively deserted, and she just liked the quietness and lack of people here. Xue Ruyi looked around and saw that there were only three or two customers. She walked directly to the bar and said, "Have a drink of Blue Enchantress!"
"Okay!" Although the weakling deliberately smeared his face with oil and lowered his head so as not to look at Xue Ruyi, he was still worried about being recognized by Xue Ruyi.
"Huh? Where's Xiao Gong! You're new here, right..." Xue Ruyi was Xue Ruyi. With a sharp look, she recognized that the bartender had changed, and why this person looked familiar.
"Hey, Xiao Gong is off today. I'm here to learn how to mix drinks! Beauty Xue won't mind, right?" Seeing that Xue Ruyi had almost recognized him, the weakling simply raised his head to meet her gaze without pretending.
"President Weak Chicken! I didn't expect you to have such leisurely intentions and come here to bartend. It's just... you have to wipe the oil on your face. The bartender still has to be hygienic." Xue Ru didn't shy away from the other party's opinion. If he didn't dodge, she didn't care. The terminally ill president of the club is a weakling. Even in a fully armed one-on-one situation, the weakling is no match for her. She doesn't need to worry about anything at all.
It was Xue Ruyi's overconfidence that led to the later consequences. "Yes, yes, I'll wash my face! Not to mention, I just learned how to adjust the Blue Enchantress." The weakling quickly wiped his face with a wet towel. He was really good at making the cocktail Blue Enchantress. He learned it from someone after getting drunk in the past.
"Why does Miss Xue have time to come to the bar to drink today?" Wenji asked tentatively, on the one hand to break the embarrassment, and on the other hand to dispel Xue Ruyi's vigilance.
Xue Ru thought that the weak chicken was able to prepare the Blue Enchantress in a decent manner. Although the movements were a bit unfamiliar, it looked like this, but he didn't know how it tasted.
"The president of your conference can come here to mix drinks and work as a bartender. I'm just a director. Isn't it normal for me to come to have a drink and relax. By the way, have you met Tan Wenjie?" Xue Ruyi asked in a change of tone.
Tan Wenjie and Wenji knew each other, so Xue Ruyi naturally knew about it. As Zhang Xiaotian's confidant, she has been exposed to many secrets, and she knows all the interpersonal relationships by heart.
"Oh, Mr. Tan... I haven't seen him for a while. Miss Xue has an appointment with him?" The weakling gave Xue Ruyi a glass of freshly prepared blue enchantress.
"President Weak Chicken, your blue enchantress is a little light in color, why is it still a little green? I think you should learn your bartending skills!" Xue Ruyi did not answer directly whether she had an appointment with Tan Wenjie. , but commented with great interest on this weak chicken cocktail.
A trace of panic flashed across the weakling's expression, Damn! Wouldn't it have been discovered if I had drugged myself just now? The angel dust still maintains its original green color after being blended into the drink. Although it has been diluted a bit, it does not present a blue color like the traditional Blue Enchantress cocktail.
"Um... the technique is a bit unfamiliar, but the taste should be okay. Why don't you try it first, maybe you like the taste? Hehe..." The weakling tried his best to put on a flattering and naive expression.
