What It’s Like Being a Vampire

　　 Chapter 96, the road sees an uneven roar

　　 "I would like to lose the bet, I order a drink, what do you two want?" The short-haired girl picked up the phone and asked.

　　 "Soda water/mineral water." Zicheng and Xiangkun said almost in unison, and they couldn't help but glance at each other after speaking.

　　The girl with short hair curled her mouth slightly: "You can drink whatever you want. You don't have to save money for us! It's okay to have two drinks!"

　　 Xiangkun nodded vigorously: "Then I'll drink mineral water." He ordered soda water before and only took a sip. Although he didn't spit out after the mouth, he still felt strange and uncomfortable in his stomach.

　　 Zicheng also said: "Soda water, mineral water, purified water, anything is fine, I really don't want to drink other beverages and alcohol."

　　Short-haired girl paper was helpless, so she had to go to the bar and order them a glass of mineral water and a glass of soda.

After Xiang Kun used "A4 paper 1" to fool around and calmed down the two younger sisters a little, he finally dominated the topic temporarily, allowing Zicheng to start chatting with the two younger sisters about some life topics, such as Experience abroad, such as changes before going abroad and after returning home, etc.

　　 They also knew the names of the two sisters. The short-haired girl named Zhang Qian. Just returned from the UK, the glasses girl named Yang Jie was a graduate student at a university near the bar.

　　 Xiangkun firmly regards himself as an excellent wingman, as long as he can control the rhythm of the chat, he will basically not interrupt.

　　 But the two sister papers are obviously still curious about the "magic" A4 paper. They have to explore the reason why Xiang Kun can guess what numbers are written on the paper from time to time, and propose to play again.

　　 However, Xiang Kun found an excuse to refuse. This kind of mysterious thing can only be shown once, and he is not going to study the mystery of that A4 paper with them.

　　 When it was almost 11 o'clock, Zhang Qian and Yang Jie said they were going back. Xiang Kun and Zicheng didn't say much, but stood up and watched them leave.

　　 Before leaving with the bag, the short-haired girl Zhiqian suddenly faced Kun and said, "How about you give me that A4 paper?"

　　 A pair of star eyes looked at him expectantly.

　　 "No, this is what I want to be a family heirloom." Xiang Kun answered casually without hesitation.

　　 "Then sell it to me? You make a price?" Zhang Qian asked again.

　　 "This paper is to sell art but not to sell oneself..." Xiang Kun continued.

　　 "Beep, stingy!" Zhang Qian said nothing, and left the bar with her friends.

　　 After the two women disappeared, Zicheng turned his head and looked at Kun: "Hey? Didn't you ask them to leave WeChat or phone calls?"

　　 glared at him: "I'm a wingman! Why don't you ask them for it?"

　　 Zicheng helped to lower his glasses and smiled: "Which one of us is with whom, what host and wingman we are divided into, are the same, all the same."

　　 Xiang Kun was speechless, he also noticed that after his brother went to America to "practice" for a few years, nothing changed.

But having said that, Xiang Kun now seems to be quite comfortable when facing sister papers, but he knows that this is because he has no desires and desires when getting along with these sister papers, and his attention is focused on his own ability and On the one hand, the various sensory information and data obtained are because the information obtained allows him to accurately grasp the emotional changes of the other party when facing these sister papers, and can know which words are insincere and which words are insincere. It’s true. When it comes to a topic, I’m most interested in it. It’s much easier to get along with it naturally.

　　 "Let's go, too, what time are you going to fly tomorrow?" Xiang Kun said.

　　 Zicheng glanced at the phone time and said, “It’s noon after 11 o’clock, no problem. Let’s go, buy some food, and sit in the hotel.”

When the two left the bar, they saw Zhang Qian and Yang Jie, who had left the bar first, being entangled by a few obviously drunk young people. They seemed to be inviting them to dance at the nearby Di Bar, but both of them showed eyebrows. Fucked tightly, but did not appear flustered. After all, the law and order here has always been okay, and now there are a lot of pedestrians outside, there are cameras everywhere, and there is a police booth on the street. These people are verbal at best, and the probability of doing something bad is not high.

　　 Seeing this situation, he hesitated, and whispered next to Xiang Kun, "Would you like to go over and help?"

　　 He has just finished speaking, and he has seen Xiang Kun holding up his mobile phone and shouting to a few drunk young people over there: "I have called the police! The police will be here soon!——"

　　 "来" even echoed.

　　 He roared so loudly, not only was Zicheng next to him, but also the drunken young people, Zhang Qian and Yang Jie, and even a few passersby in the vicinity were frightened.

　　 Then the surroundings seemed to have been turned down for an instant. No one was talking, and they all cast their eyes on the bald head who had just left the bar door and held the phone high.

　　 "Call the police? Report to the Nima police...I..." One of the drunk young people wanted to rush towards Xiang Kun, but was dragged by his companion. Then he staggered away while giving a warning to Xiang Kun.

　　 In the sight of everyone, Xiang Kun put away his mobile phone casually. He didn't press the alarm call, he just scared those people.

Although he went straight to take his body and put his body in front of the drunks to isolate their harassment, to appear more manly and heroic, but Xiang Kun himself did not think about what happened to the two sisters. , Does not care about their perception. And according to the law, tomorrow is his blood-drinking period, and he doesn't want to be dragged into detention for fighting and fighting.

　　 Zhang Qian smiled at Xiang Kun: "Are you a buddhist lion roaring skill? I almost have ringing in my ears."

　　 Xiangkun lifted his glasses, smiled, and pointed to the parking lot of the bar: "Where are we going, shall we drop by?"

　　 "No, I called a car, Xiaojie will live in the school and will be there within a few steps." Zhang Qian refused.

　　 Xiangkun was just a question, and he didn't say much. After saying goodbye to the two directly, he went to drive with Zicheng.

　　 After getting in the car, Zicheng suddenly said, "Huh? We seem to forgot to ask WeChat or phone?"

　　 Xiangkun drove the car out of the parking lot expressionlessly, stopped slowly when he passed the entrance of the bar, and said to himself: "You go down and ask now?"

　　 "Why do I ask... well, forget it, anyway, there will be no development. I'm leaving and go buy some food." Zicheng shrank his head.

　　 Looking at the Magotan who stopped by the road in front and drove away immediately, UU read www.uukanshu. Com Zhang Qian frowned and said, "I thought they were coming at us for another purpose. I didn't expect that they would leave without leaving any contact information?"

Yang Jie, the girl with glasses next to me, smiled: "What do you mean by coming to us? If it has no purpose, it can only be directed at you. But don't say anything, just came out and saw the three drunks. , My first reaction was that they were the trustees that those two people found. But if they were the trustees, the script would be too bad, right? You just used the police to scare you away?"

　　 Zhang Qian snorted: "I thought that my taekwondo practice for six years was finally about to usher in the first street combat..."

"Oh, you are still quite regretful? Don't be beaten by a drunk, and you will have to save you with a wolf spray. But I think the two people in the bar... don't look like someone specially sent here.' Seduce'you, a bald head, a fat guy..." Yang Jie couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

"Yes, but if they don't know our information and information in advance, how can they say so accurately?" Zhang Qian frowned. She had never believed in Xiang Kun's so-called fortune telling rhetoric. Zicheng is a guy who has a purpose to talk to them. Only as the chat progressed, they found that the deviation from what she had expected was getting bigger and bigger. The two of them weren't like what she was supposed to do.

Yang Jie also nodded: "That A4 paper is also a bit magical. I can't figure it out. The place where I write is not monitored and there is no one around. How does he know that I wrote'six'? You can't really rely on fortune telling, right?"

"Is that piece of paper really weird? What kind of special magic prop?" Zhang Qian thoughtfully, when the car she called arrived, she directly took Yang Jie's arm into the car: "Don't go to the dormitory at night. , Go to the hotel and chat with me."