Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

At seven o'clock in the evening, Du Hao and Han Lei appeared in a bar street in Beijing.

At the beginning of the lanterns, the lights on both sides of the street turned on, allowing the more than 100-meter-long bar street to begin its real business hours.

It was lively with people coming and going.

Du Hao took Han Lei to the "Night Color" bar in the distance with a very clear goal.

Stepping on this street, Du Hao immediately smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

These breaths are also mixed with the fragrance of makeup and powder, and fashionable men and women keep passing by on the road.

Laughter, unbridled, feasting and drunkenness.

Passionate music comes from time to time, stirring up the blood and spirit of passers-by.

"Master Du, why did you bring me here?"

Han Lei no longer looks like a playboy, but more like a little follower of Du Hao: "Today is the deadline, over at Bada Village..."

Although he has confidence in Du Hao, the matter has not been resolved yet, Bada Zhuang has not responded to the message, and his situation is still difficult.

If he cannot settle the matter today, he may be arrested by the police and imprisoned tomorrow.

It is impossible to say that he is not anxious.

Moreover, he also received news in the afternoon that Bada Zhuang's agent in China has expired. Due to some political reasons, Bada Zhuang will re-select a Chinese agent. At present, it seems that Tengjia's wine company has a high probability of taking over.

No, it should be said to be the liquor company under Fujiwara.

That abandoned son of the Fuji family!

After all, Fujiwara is a member of the four major families. Even if he is an abandoned son, his channels and connections are not comparable to that of a lost dog like him.

However, this made Han Lei feel even more pressure. Fujiwara gained the upper hand again, and he had not yet escaped. He was afraid that after Fujiwara seized the opportunity, he would not even have room to breathe.

As if he saw what he was thinking, Du Hao smiled and patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much, I promise to help you, and I will definitely help you."

"I brought you here today for two purposes..."

"The first is to bring you to meet someone, and the second is to help you get back on your feet."

Du Hao stretched out two fingers and said to Han Lei: "You are in a completely depressed mood now and have no fighting spirit at all."

"Come here to vent, get drunk and have a good time, I just hope it can calm your mood."

After hearing this, Han Lei was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Master Du is really thoughtful!"

Du Hao nodded and didn't care what Han Lei called him. He opened the door and walked towards the bar.

Du Hao really wanted him not to call him Young Master Ye, but they were all led astray by Huang Que in one day, and they no longer tried to correct him at the moment.

As they stepped into the main door, Du Hao took a look around and found that the business in the bar was very hot. All the booths he could see were full, and exciting music kept ringing in his ears.

Although it is not the peak traffic period for the bar, it does not prevent some people who can't wait to party.

The air was filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol, the music was turned up to the maximum, and the buzzing from the subwoofer was deafening. Many young men and women were also twisting their waists crazily on the dance floor, swaying their youth. ' and 'desire'. Desire.

A few women dressed in coquettish ways,

He happily plays among the men, using frivolous words and enchanting movements to tease those men who can't control their desires.

Extravagant, chaotic.

Du Hao tilted his head to Han Lei and said, "Young Master Han, why don't you go down and play?"

Han Lei waved his hand quickly: "No, I'm not interested in these right now."

"Quit 'sex'?"

Han Lei was a little embarrassed by Du Hao's question. He nodded and said seriously: "Yes, I can't play anymore."

"Well, men's nature is drinking and sex. Since you plan to quit sex, you can't quit drinking."

"Come on, come up and have a few drinks with me."

Du Hao glanced at his phone, and then took Han Lei to the second floor: "I'll treat you."

Han Lei gave a bitter smile: "Young Master Du, you have broken me. Although I am down and out now, I still have money to drink and pick up girls, but my mind is not on it now."

Du Hao waved his hand: "Have a few drinks and you'll be in the mood."

"You can't get this kind of chicken cocktail anywhere else except here."

What he said is indeed true. When he was the Immortal Emperor in his previous life, he also thought about trying the chicken cocktail he drank in the bar when he was young.

But when he returned to the earth, he found that the earth had already changed. The chicken tail wine had been replaced by some life liquid, and the original taste could no longer be found.

So Du Hao still misses this thing a little bit.

As the two walked toward the second floor, a cheer suddenly erupted from the dance floor, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

Amid the flashing lights and harsh music, on a high platform in the center of the dance floor, a young woman was pole dancing to her heart's content.

‘Colorful’ makeup, bikini, stockings.

While dancing, spring light appeared from time to time, making the men on the dance floor cheer.

The messy show covered most of her face, but she could still see a delicate face.

With a pair of big, slender and round legs, she twisted her wild body to the tune of the passionate music.

Coupled with the rendering of the lighting, the exciting color made many men roar and gasp.

Han Lei couldn't move his eyes away: "This woman has a bit of a wild nature."

While being surprised by the woman's charm, Du Hao frowned.

This woman is somewhat familiar...

However, he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

"Master Du, do you want me to help you take her down?"

Han Lei saw Du Hao's eyes staring straight at the stage, and a smile on his face that every man knows: "It can be done for one hundred thousand yuan."

Du Hao looked away, shook his head and said, "I just think this looks familiar to her, I don't have any extra thoughts."

"Besides, her charm is not one-tenth as good as my master's."

Han Lei thought for a while, nodded and said: "That's true..."

The two walked up to the second floor, but when they turned the corner, Du Hao took another look. He really felt like he had seen that woman somewhere.

It's just that this woman's body didn't have any fluctuations in cultivation, so he couldn't be sure of anything.

The two quickly found a booth on the second floor and sat down, ordering a few bottles of beer and a dozen dishes of snacks. In order to feel the atmosphere of the year, Du Hao generously ordered all the chicken cocktails here. .

Han Lei didn't think too much about Du Hao's actions. Although Du Hao looked like a country bumpkin entering the city for the first time and entering a bar, he knew that Du Hao was definitely not that kind of person!

After thinking about it, he also ordered a bottle of high-end red wine to prepare for the guests who were waiting for him.

Du Hao didn't stop him from showing off, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and started eating them slowly.

The red wine was brought and opened. Han Lei poured a glass for Du Hao and then asked in a low voice: "Master Du, who are we waiting for tonight?"

Du Hao looked at the dance floor below and said slowly: "You will know then."

Han Lei nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Take a deep breath to calm down your emotions and reduce unnecessary impatience.

Du Hao picked up the wine glass and took a sip, frowned and spit it back:

"Fake wine again?"