Yuanyue probed to check, and his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw the person lying on the ground, blood oozing from his forehead, and wailing that he had no ability to get up.
He sat down and wrote and drew quickly on a torn-out notebook.
One after another, distorted notes dance on the paper with the last sigh and madness of life.
Yun Tuan barely recognized a few, hummed a few words in his mind, and tilted his head in confusion.
It doesn’t sound good, the connection between treble and bass is very abrupt.
Maybe it depends on the coordination of different instruments...
She pulled Bei Xi and waited beside her.
Beixi felt a little puzzled, but he was also happy to be at ease.
It’s just that the fat cockroach in the plastic box flies up and hits the lid from time to time. Its slender legs slide on the smooth plastic, making a scalp-numbing sound.
As he was writing, Yuan Yue suddenly stopped writing. He pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and took the wine bottle at Beixi's feet.
He took out a new black mask from his pocket and put it on, then threw the old mask stained with vomit and digestive juices on the face of the man in the shirt, and looked at the man's instantly distorted expression with satisfaction.
The man in the shirt covered his forehead and threw away the smelly mask with his other hand, "Yuanyue! What are you doing!"
But what greeted him without hesitation was a bottle of wine!
The broken glass fragments carried the light of stars, and the blood-stained corners were illuminated gently and meaningfully by the doting lamp.
Yuanyue hit the side of the neck, controlling the force just enough to make people faint without being fatal.
He squatted down and turned his back unreservedly towards the two Yun Tuan people. He didn't know whether it was because of his absolute confidence in his own strength or because he was stupid.
Yuan Yue put his companion in a drinking-suicide posture. Not satisfied, he picked up the glass fragments on the ground and scratched several times on Lao Xu's face and arms.
The red liquid overflows, despair, disorder and chaos.
After finishing all this, Yuan Yue sat back down, picked up the pen again, and started the rapid creation mode.
Yun Tuan glanced at Bei Xi, who nodded knowingly.
The two stood up and walked to the bartender naturally. Yun Tuan knocked down the bartender in twos and twos, and pushed the wine bottles on the shelf a little further to prevent them from falling.
At the same time, Beixi pulled out the cabinet containing the girl.
Before they even opened it, the two of them heard a soft snoring sound.
The two of them withdrew their hands to open the lid in a tacit understanding, just removed the lock, and then rummaged around behind the mixing table for useful information.
The smell of wine here is particularly strong, and there is a lot of wine leaking on the floor from the bartender's fancy mixing of drinks.
The cloud held its breath and rummaged quickly.
However, except for the hiding cabinet, there are no other hidden compartments.
Instead, I found a flyer with a black and red background.
There are a few big words - Phoenix Taming.
Other than that, there is no other information.
"Phoenix..." Yun Tuan murmured. This kind of thing was spread from Egyptian mythology to Greece and gradually integrated and evolved.
Every five hundred years, the phoenix will collect various special branches, grass and leaves, pile them together, light them, die in the blazing fire, and then be reborn as a young bird.
It's a bit like the Nirvana and rebirth of the Chinese Phoenix, but they belong to different mythological systems.
What does the "phoenix" here refer to...
Yun Tuan suddenly looked at the row of cabinets on the floor. Could it be that the targets chosen by men in shirts also have one thing in common: a good physique?
Then, when these girls are delivered to the target customers, they will resist and struggle more fiercely, and they will not die because of a little bump.
So it can satisfy some people's special hobbies.
Yun Tuan was disgusted by his own speculation.
"Nothing else." She stood up, but He Yu's smiling face suddenly appeared outside the mixing table.