"Night?"
Huo Qubing looked up at the sign with flashing red and green neon lights, and looked at Jiang Qi with some hesitation.
"I'll find you a dictionary tomorrow. Fonts have changed a lot in two thousand years."
Jiang Qi nodded with a smile, then suppressed his smile and asked, "You feel it, right?"
"Otherwise, why would I drag you down?"
Huo Qubing imitated Jiang Qi and smiled, saying, "This is not something that Jiuzhou should have."
After that, Huo Qubing pointed to the bar in front of him and said softly: "If today's practitioners have reached the level of bewitching mortals to sacrifice to evil gods, then I should really clean up the door for this era."
Jiang Qi didn't speak. He raised his head, and a black-gold light flashed in his eyes, like glass.
In Jiang Qi's sight, there was something more in the bar in front of him.
A thick, dark Qi is steaming and connecting in mid-air, as if it wants to communicate with some unknown existence?
The Qi mechanism of this thing has the flavor of Kyushu at its roots, but it has been tampered with a lot. It is obviously a product after export.
Jiang Qi felt that this breath was very familiar, and there was a feeling of déjà vu.
"Eight million ghosts and gods."
In Huo Qubing's confused eyes, Jiang Qi said softly.
"What?"
Huo Qubing heard this term for the first time and asked, "What is that? It sounds very powerful."
As he said that, Huo Qubing's eyes flashed with excitement.
Eighty million ghosts and gods, 80% of which is an imaginary number, but even if there are only 80,000, it is still a good opponent.
There is no martial artist who doesn't like to fight.
"There is a legend from the country next door. In that country, everything from the creation of the world to romance, and even oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, there are gods. There are eight million of them."
Jiang Qi popularized science for Huo Qubing.
"The highest god in that country and the ruler of eight million ghosts and gods is called Amaterasu Grand Master."
"Sounds like a good opponent."
Huo Qubing nodded expectantly and asked, "It seems that you have come into contact with these ghosts and gods before? How strong are they?"
"Beheaded by me."
Jiang Qi thought about the Shuten boy he had seen before. Well, he felt pretty good when cutting.
"Tsk."
Huo Qubing smacked his lips with unknown meaning and asked, "Can you recognize who is here?"
"How would I know?"
Jiang Qi looked at Huo Qubing like a fool and asked, "Can you recognize every soldier of the Han Dynasty?"
"Your Majesty, you can."
Jiang Qi was stunned for a moment by Huo Qubing's answer.
Then I realized that in Huo Qubing's time, how could Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty be an ordinary person? Doesn't that seem surprising?
"Let's go in and have a look."
Jiang Qi took the lead, followed by Huo Qubing, and walked into the bar.
Just now, the reason why Huo Qubing signaled Jiang Qi to stop here was certainly not because he was curious about the bar.
It's because in this bar, someone is summoning the evil god.
They are the so-called eight million ghosts and gods on the island country, although I don’t know which ones they are.
Kyushu is so big that no one in the Mystery Bureau can even manage it.
So it is not normal for someone to cause trouble.
It would have been fine if I hadn't bumped into him. Now that I bumped into him, I have to take care of him no matter what.
Huo Qubing thought so too.
He was very curious and wanted to see how tyrannical a guy was to dare to cause trouble in Kyushu.
In his time, let alone causing trouble, external Xuanxiu could not enter Kyushu at all, or they did not dare.
Although two thousand years have passed, in Huo Qubing's heart, Kyushu is still the same Kyushu. It is still the Kyushu that he expanded his territory, protected for his whole life, and glorified in history.
The two walked into this night bar, and then there was the deafening sound of music.
The lights are feasting, the birds are singing and dancing, and hormones are involuntarily expanding.
This is a place of joy and a cave for selling gold.
"Do you have money?"
Huo Qubing touched Jiang Qi and his voice was very low, but it was clearly transmitted to Jiang Qi's ears.
Jiang Qi rummaged through his pocket, took out a card, threw it to Huo Qubing, and said, "Save it for me."
Huo Qubing nodded perfunctorily and muttered: "Isn't this world just a brothel? It's just a change of soup but not medicine."
Saying that, Huo Qubing looked around.
Raise your hand and grab it.
A waiter wearing a standard vest was grabbed by Huo Qubing.
Before the waiter could speak, there was a gold card in his hand. He raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him who made his legs weak.
"The most expensive wine, the best woman, understand?"
Huo Qubing said with a smile.
"clear!"
The waiter nodded subconsciously, and after returning to his senses, he hurriedly bowed to give guidance.
"Gentlemen, shall we go to the booth on the second floor?"
"lead the way."
Huo Qubing nodded.
"Please come this way!"
Jiang Qi followed Huo Qubing, sighing in his heart.
It seems like this guy is indeed a regular customer.
And he was indeed right about one thing. This was almost like a brothel without changing the medicine, but with a few more fig leaves.
Fundamentally, money still leads the way, and everything is available.
After going up to the second floor, Huo Qubing took a look, pointed in a direction, and walked over on his own.
The waiter who was leading the way was stunned, then quickly chased after him, bowed with a smile and said: "Brother, the booth here is for twenty people, and the consumption is a bit..."
Huo Qubing didn't even bother to look at him. He went over to sit down, crossed his legs and said, "Serve the wine, Master."
"Brother, how much wine would you like?"
The waiter knew that this was really a big deal, so he hurriedly asked more flatteringly.
"More than them, twice as many."
Huo Qubing pointed to a booth next to him.
There were about ten people sitting there, both men and women, mostly young people.
However, there was a man in his thirties who had a sinister look on his face, and he didn't look so comfortable.
But obviously in that small circle, this person is the leader, or the object of flattery by others.
"okay!"
The waiter took one look and showed no intention of asking more questions. He turned around and made arrangements.
People who work in nightclubs have no shortage of eyesight.
Whether this young man had a conflict with the person at the next table or was simply showing off, it didn't matter to him, as long as he sold the wine.
As for causing trouble...
If you open a bar, what day will no one fight?
Jiang Qi sat next to Huo Qubing, and the two faced the side of the next table.
"Brother Jiang, can you settle it?"
Huo Qubing obviously asked if it could be settled if there was a commotion later.
"In a sense, half of Changshan is my family."
Jiang Qi understood what Huo Qubing meant, but he still nodded indifferently. If he remembered correctly, his father also owned shares in this bar.
In other words, this land belongs to Comrade Lao Jiang.
"That's good."
Huo Qubing smiled and nodded.
At this time, the waiter just walked over, followed by a bunch of waiters and a dozen beauties of different looks.
Huo Qubing didn't even glance at the wine on the table, he just glanced at the rows of beauties in front of him.
Shake his head and wave his hands.
"Change a batch."
Huo Qubing looked like a playboy, and for him, this was his true character.
When the waiter hesitated to speak, Huo Qubing pointed to the next door.
"The ones at the next table are good."
"Have them come over and pole dance."
(End of chapter)
