The Road to Slaying God

"Yes, this is fake wine!" Zhang Yang gently raised the wine glass in his hand, with great elegance and a very sure tone.

"Why do you say it's fake wine?!" The manager was a little worried. Obviously, these young people are here to cause trouble. Now, just delay for a while and wait for Brother Dao's people to arrive.

"The quality of brandy depends to a large extent on the aging time in oak barrels. After half a century of aging, the realm of Louis XIII is of course supreme... Haha, this is an advertisement for Louis XIII. Of course, I Personally, I think that both Moutai and Wuliangye taste better than Louis XIII."

“The advertisement once described that tasting Louis XIII is like experiencing a magical and wonderful sensory journey. You can initially feel the fruity aromas of cherry, narcissus, jasmine, passion fruit, lychee, etc., and then reveal the aroma of vanilla and cigar box; The alcohol gradually evaporates, and the fragrance of iris, violet, rose, and sandalwood resin is even more evocative..."

"Generally, the aftertaste of brandy can only last fifteen to twenty minutes, but the aftertaste of Louis XIII, a famous wine with extremely delicate aroma and taste, can linger for more than an hour. Everyone, anyone come up to taste it? Look at this Does the wine have the feeling I just mentioned?"

With a gentle move from Zhang Yang, Aze threw the bottle of Louis XIII that he had just drunk onto the stage. Zhang Yang barely looked at the bottle, casually stretched out his hand, and elegantly took the bottle of Louis XIII with exquisite bottle. , the movements were smooth and unrestrained, and the guests below the stage screamed again.

"I come."

A young man walked onto the stage holding a cup. Zhang Yang smiled softly and poured half the cup for the young man.

The young man took a sip and smacked his lips.

"Well, it doesn't have much flavor, but it's a bit like Yanjing Erguotou." The young man seems to be the kind of person who likes to have a lively atmosphere.

"Hahaha……"

"Ha ha……"

…

The bar suddenly burst into laughter, screams, boos, and shouts. Those who like to hang out in bars, and a few of them are good owners, all want to watch the excitement and get excited. This kind of disruptive thing is undoubtedly the most enjoyable.

Watching the fun is not a bad thing for every Chinese person. Whether they are being robbed, getting into a car accident, or dressing up in strange clothes, there is no shortage of people watching the fun. In China, many things are lacking, but those who like to watch the fun are casual. You can grab a lot of them.

"Haha, Erguotou is not. Take another sip and taste it with your tongue. You will find that this wine has a little astringent taste. Obviously, this is not Louis XIII. If it is the real Louis XIII, it will definitely not It has an astringent taste. In addition, you can also pour the wine into the palm of your hand and rub it vigorously until it becomes hot. The real Louis XIII will emit a mellow resinous fragrance, and it will last for a long time..."

"This wine, actually, is not as good as Erguotou." Zhang Yang's slightly teasing tone suddenly turned cold.

"If you say it's false, it's true..."

The guests all found that the manager's voice was obviously no longer as tough as it was at the beginning. Obviously, he did not expect that any of the three young people who seemed to have never seen the world actually knew how to taste wine. In fact, the entire bar in Zh City knew how to taste wine. There are several bottles of real foreign wine. People in the real circle know that drinking in a bar is about the atmosphere. If you want to drink real foreign wine, it is harder than finding a virgin in a prostitute.

"You said it's not fake. Well, we can do a 315 inspection. If it's fake, don't open this bar. Don't worry, someone will come soon..." Zhang Yang leaned against the DJ table and said calmly. road.

The distance suddenly increased, and he also heard some recent rumors. If something really went wrong with Brother Dao, then it was obvious that these three people were here to add insult to injury.

By this time, the bar had started to make noise again, and some even actually called 315.

Sweat broke out on the manager's forehead. Although it was an unspoken rule of the industry to buy fake wine in bars, if it was really revealed in front of so many consumers, then there would really be no need to open this bar again.

Where is Brother Dao?

It seems that I can't wait for Brother Dao to come. Now, getting back the bottle of wine is the most important thing. I must snatch that bottle of wine!

The manager glanced secretly, and several big men watching the scene mingled in the crowd. Suddenly they shouted wildly, and the lights in the bar went dark. Suddenly, the bar was in chaos, with the sound of bottles falling to the ground and breaking, and cups falling to the ground. Sounds, women's screams mixed together...

Although there are still some candles in the bar, it is hard for the eyes to adapt to all the lights suddenly being turned off. Besides, there will never be more than three candles burning in such a huge space. Those three bright spots in the darkness make the darkness even darker. This low red mood candle is not suitable for lighting at all.

At the moment when the lights went out, Zhang Yang's gaze saw at least five people rushing towards the stage with machetes in their hands. Among them was the young master who had started to slap Liu Biao.

Suddenly, the meditation dispersed...

Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that his desire to kill was actually very helpful in improving his meditation. This was simply unbelievable.

Could it be that wanton killing can deepen meditation?

Murderous intent!

Zhang Yang gently pulled out the sharp machete wrapped in newspaper from his back. Recently, Zhang Yang found that it was time to get a leather scabbard for the knife. The blade was extremely sharp and it was too dangerous to wrap it in newspaper.

Obviously, those big men were extremely familiar with the environment of this bar. Among the chaotic crowd, they actually reached the stage with the murder weapon and stabbed Zhang Yang where he was sitting.

"ah……"

There was a scream, and the weak light of the candle actually reflected a dazzling sword light. A big man was struck by Zhang Yang and flew backwards. He screamed and fell to the ground, knocking over a bunch of chairs.

What a mess!

Aze looked like a ghost in the dim light, more like a fish in the water, constantly shuttling back and forth. His waist knife was like a devil that moved at night, flickering and appearing. Every time it appeared, a big man must be hit by the knife. The people he stabbed were all in the buttocks or wrists...

Crowds began to crowd towards the door. Hundreds of people huddled together, crying and shouting occupying every inch of space in the bar. The constant screams formed a kind of extreme fear, and fear continued to spread in the air. , now, everyone hopes to run out from that narrow door...

"Oops..." When the manager saw the chaotic crowd, he immediately realized that he had made an extremely stupid mistake. Thinking of this, he immediately ran to the main gate and turned on all the lights in the bar based on his familiarity with the bar.

Immediately, the bar was as bright as day, and some panicked people calmed down. However, at this time, the bar was already in devastation, the bar counter and wine cabinets were crushed, and countless tables and chairs were broken. Of course, these were Liu Biao's masterpiece.

The manager discovered that the three young people who were causing trouble had disappeared without a trace.

Three spectators and a dozen young men from the bar were lying on the ground. Although the injuries were not serious, the bloody sight was extremely terrifying...

Soon, the manager learned that the nightmare at the Mustang Bar had truly begun.

Countless police cars have been parked at the entrance of the bar. What's even more exaggerated is that there are also several red armed police fire trucks and dozens of armed police soldiers.

Among them, there is actually a 315 rights protection car.

All alcohol was sealed and moved away.

All the injured people were taken to the hospital by the police, and the police followed the records.

When leaving, the fire police put a seal on the door of Mustang Disco. The reason was that the fire protection was not up to standard, there were too few emergency lights, there were too few fire extinguishers, and most importantly, when an emergency occurred, there was no one in the fire exit. Guidance and dredging almost caused serious casualties...

The manager racked his brain and couldn't figure out why the emergency lights didn't come on after he turned off the lights.

Many are coincidences, and many are hidden dangers. Whether it is a hidden danger or a coincidence, in short, Mustang Disco was ordered to close its doors and stop business for rectification.

That night, the manager was also taken away, and the owner of the Mustang Bar was also notified by phone and rushed to the police station to assist in the investigation.

Brother Dao didn't know that a huge one was spreading towards him, and the breakthrough point was the wild horse Disco.

At this time, Brother Dao got into a van not far from the bar. He watched some people in the bar being taken away by the police, and then watched the 315 rights protection vehicle move away boxes of foreign wine.

Finally, when two white seals were affixed to the door, Brother Dao knew that the bar was finished.

Finally, the police dispersed, and the fire trucks and rights protection vehicles also left. The bustling Mustang Disco suddenly became extremely deserted, and the usually flashing neon lights went out, as if heralding the end of a power...

"Miaomiao, come here and ask you something."

Brother Dao opened the window and looked at a young lady who came out of the bar. He was very familiar with this lady. Every time he drank in the bar, she was his companion.

"Ah...Brother Dao, why are you still here? Let's go quickly, there are many policemen!" When Miaomiao saw Brother Dao, she immediately looked around in panic, as if she was afraid of being discovered.

(To be continued)