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Chapter 66: The Man in Black Hat

Even though I clearly didn't summon it and didn't encounter any danger, it followed me?

This sudden surprise actually surprised Xiao Xiao.

Of course, I can't see this old record player, but I can be sure that its influence has appeared in this bar. After all, whether it is cheerful or explosive music, it can play a strange and deep feeling.

The style is so obvious.

In addition, Xiao Xiao never expected that its strengthening amount would actually be reduced?

Although the reduction is quite small...

Is there any painful substance in this bar that can be used for old record players?

Looking up and looking everywhere, I saw that the atmosphere in the entire bar was surprisingly high.

The DJ on the stage was about to collapse.

He didn't know how the good music could change to this tune. He kept gesturing to the equipment maintenance staff below, but just as he collapsed, he unexpectedly found that the guests' reactions were even more enthusiastic and excited.

Overjoyed.

He simply started rubbing harder.

In an instant, the bar turned into a style that no one had imagined. Under the colorful lights, the music was hoarse and resentful, and the young faces were covered with a spooky and eerie smell. From a distance, they looked like a group of demons dancing wildly.

, and it seems like some kind of mysterious and heretical ritual is being held in this bar. The restless bodies are like lining up to offer their own sacrifices...

[Enhancement Points: 476]

[Enhancement Points: 475]

【……】

And as the old record player used its own unique characteristics to add a strange temperament to the excitement of the entire bar, more and more guests were forcibly immersed in this cult as if they were possessed.

In the atmosphere, the points are decreasing all the time.

The speed is actually very slow, only one or two per minute.

Just like a clumsy child, he is working hard and diligently collecting beer money and selling it to support his unsatisfactory master.

"Is it because there is a certain substance in their bodies that helps strengthen the old record player?"

Xiao Xiao was already a little surprised: "But there are no aberrant creatures here at all, and the monitoring instruments did not sound..."

"Could it be..."

He thought of another question: "Painful substances are not only found in aberrant creatures, but actually everyone has them?"

"It just needs to reach a critical point before it turns into an aberrant creature."

"And that hard-working old record player is absorbing the painful substance from these people who are not yet deformed?"

"...What is this painful substance?"

"..."

He was thoughtful, looking at the crazily crowded bar, with various speculations floating in his mind:

"Degenerate? Crazy? Indulgent? Or repressed?"

"One thing that is certain is that the painful substances required to strengthen the old record player and the Dog of Pain are completely different. These two special items have different effects when facing the enemy. This further proves that

There are many kinds of painful substances.”

"But there's no doubt that an old record player can get what it needs in this kind of atmosphere."

"only……"

While Xiao Xiao was pondering, he gave his own opinion: "Is it too slow?"

"Those three dogs of mine all gained ten points in one bite. When will you be finished bit by bit?"

"..."

Inexplicably, the moment he said this thought, the music around him seemed to hoarse.

On the dance floor, countless young, indulgent and confused girls turned around and looked at Xiao Xiao inexplicably.

He puffed out his cheeks and looked resentful...

[I have already been forced to work on my own, but the damn capitalists still think I make less money...]

【……】

"Forget it……"

Xiao Xiao combed it carefully himself and shook his head magnanimously.

As long as the strengthening points can be reduced by themselves, you can't put too much hope in this old record player with poor musical aesthetics.

Although the points are decreasing slowly, it is still working hard, right?

It’s much better than a butcher who only knows how to hide in the store and sleep, and even gives a 50% discount when buying meat himself...

Sighing slightly, he began to observe the surrounding situation more calmly.

I saw that, under the hoarse but somewhat evil temperament of the old record player, the lights in the bar became more and more explosive, the crowd became more and more wild, and in the various corners of the bar, people gradually began to

It was full of different guests.

The waiters shuttled between the booths, delivering various drinks to the guests, which turned into a catalyst for excitement.

A sense of hearty venting surged crazily in this bar.

And when these people went crazy under the influence of the old record players, a certain kind of whole emerged. A substance that should belong to the category of emotions was born among their group, and was integrated into the old records.

The music brought by the record player has also become a material needed by the old record player, and it has begun to accumulate bit by bit, reducing its strengthening amount.

Xiao Xiao didn't feel much about this, he just looked at the carnival crowd calmly, like an alien who couldn't fit into the world.





On the other side, just as the atmosphere in the store was getting better and better, the store manager was looking around worriedly.

He also wore a cross around his neck and a mahogany sword around his wrist.

He didn't expect that the bar's business today was so much better than yesterday. It was probably because of Friday. As for the change in music style, he didn't think about it in detail. He just thought it was because the DJ had done something new. Anyway,

As long as the effect is good enough.

Normally, if the business in the bar gets better, he would only be happy.

But today, after all, I have been worried about those weirdos appearing in the bar. The more customers there are, the more panicked I become.

Most of the girls who were lost before were store staff.

But if it is a customer, and it is suddenly stolen by that ghost-like guy, the store may not even be able to find it.

I couldn't help but glance in Xiao Xiao's direction and saw him sitting in an empty booth with a smile on his face.

It's like the freshness and excitement you feel when you enter a bar for the first time.

I just feel a little helpless in my heart.

Too young...

I don’t know who Sister Gao sent here, but they don’t look like a professional brother.

Can Ma Zai really solve this problem without even bringing one with him?

As time passed by, more and more people came to the bar, and he became more and more nervous.

That weirdo always appears suddenly in the bar when it's busiest, when the lights are the brightest, and when it's hardest for anyone to notice.

He was already hesitating whether to remind Xiao Xiao.

But in fact, Xiao Xiao didn't need their reminder. He just glanced at it and read a lot of information from the store manager's face. He knew that it was almost time. If that weirdo would appear, it would probably be this period of time.



So he slowly walked through the crowd and walked upstairs, but the surface of his body suddenly began to crack.

One after another, dark red eyes squeezed out of his skin.

Amidst the flickering and blurry lights, it slowly floated in mid-air, spinning around and staring at every corner of the bar.

"Peel a coconut peel..."

"You gave me a fucking pear..."

"..."

As the three huge red eyes flew out of Xiao Xiao's body, they were suspended in various locations in the bar. The guests in the bar also clearly felt indescribable pressure. However, following the music in the bar

The high-pitched sound penetrated his whole body with a strange feeling that could not be described in words, but it was once again intertwined with the pressure into a wonderful experience.

The atmosphere is getting crazier, and the strengthening points of the old record player are decreasing faster and faster.

During the busy period, a waiter walking between the seats was busy delivering drinks. When he turned around, he was suddenly shocked on the spot.

Soon, more waiters were frightened and looked at the store manager who had been guarding the first floor as if asking for help.

The store manager felt as if he had fallen into an ice kiln. He looked up and saw that in the corner closest to the edge, in front of the apparently unoccupied seat, there was an extra person at some point. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a black wide-brimmed hat.

Almost blending in with the darkness.

His heart was beating suddenly, and the hairs all over his body were pounding.

The store manager hurriedly held the cross on his chest, prayed to his grandfather and grandma, and at the same time looked quickly at Xiao Xiao.

However, he saw that Xiao Xiao had already turned around and looked in one direction without him needing to remind him.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, revealing six standard teeth. He slowly passed through the crowd and walked to a place.

As if to match his movements, the music in the bar changed, giving it an inexplicable eerie and eerie flavor.

The crowd around him became more manic and the rhythm became more enthusiastic.

Xiao Xiao seemed to be walking in a forest full of man-eating trees, with three dark red eyes floating and rotating around him, with cold vertical pupils.

And he walked calmly and behaved gracefully.





"Why does the atmosphere feel a little weird today?"

Under the bright flashing lights, a man wearing a black top hat sat on an empty seat in the corner of the bar.

The eyes under the wide brim of the hat flashed with a strange light, admiring the young faces and energetic bodies around them.

Although he felt that the atmosphere in the bar today was different from usual, he didn't pay much attention to it.

On the contrary, I feel that this style suits me better.

Of course he also knew that this bar had noticed him, and even found people to stare at him and try to catch him, but he didn't care, or rather, he enjoyed casting a shadow on the confused crowd.

Pleasure.

In fact, I should have changed places long ago, but I still came here just to enjoy their fearful feeling.

Thinking this way, he stretched out his legs comfortably and contentedly selected the person he wanted to take with him today.

Just like a rancher selecting the fat sheep for tonight's dinner, the eyes of the man in the black hat are also full of pickiness and appreciation.

Until, a smiling face appeared in front of him.


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