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142 Suicide

When the fat man entered the door again, he brought a group of girls with scantily clad clothes and walked in with three large bottles of sacrifice. They were cylinders about ten centimeters in diameter. The blood-red liquid they contained could be seen through the transparent glass.

In the glass bottle, one can clearly see the image of a curled-up baby in the blood-red liquid, and even the umbilical cord can be clearly seen.

The fat man smiled and held three large bottles of wine and placed them on the table. At the same time, two beauties in bikinis standing next to him held special goblets the size of a basin and placed them on the table. The fat man looked at Qin

Mu opened the wine with a smile and filled the three large glasses.

Qin Mu and Yu Xiu looked at each other. At first, when they saw the fat man coming over with three bottles of wine, they thought he had changed his gender and was so generous. But now it seems that the so-called three glasses of wine are actually three bottles of wine.

, who would have expected that he would find three such big cups.

"This is..." Qin Mu asked deliberately curiously.

"This is the most distinctive wine of this bar, that... can be called the burial of jade nectar and liquid." The fat man blinked his eyes for a long time, and suddenly thought of such an elegant word, which complemented the scorpion on his face, and made him laugh.

Zhao Laoshi couldn't help but want to laugh.

Looking at the dark red, curled-up baby flowing out of the wide-mouthed glass bottle, Qin Mu's brows wrinkled slightly. Yu Xiu stopped Qin Mu in front of him, fearing that he would impulsively destroy the little baby.

The fat man was beaten.

The little baby was floating in the wine glass along with the dark red liquid. From a distance in such a large wine glass, it looked as if the little baby was inside an embryo. Moreover, the wine was strange. If it were not blood,

Xiu definitely didn't believe it. Such a strong smell of blood was simply daunting.

"This...is this burial?" Zhao Laoshi asked curiously: "Isn't this blood?"

"Haha," the fat man said with a smile: "If it was really bloody, wouldn't the Tiandi Bar be open? This is the specialty wine of the Tiandi Bar, and it is only available here. The drinks in it are all carefully prepared by the bartenders.

After all, it’s still wine, not blood.”

"But why is it called a sacrificial burial?" Yu Xiu was stunned: "This look is obviously exactly the same as that of a human embryo?"

"That's right," the fat man sighed, prepared the three glasses of wine, and looked at the sky sadly at a 45-degree angle: "People are always naked if they are not brought with them when they are alive or when they die.

Life, naked death, so life is death, and death is life, so the appearance of the embryo when born is also the appearance of death, and this is where the burial comes from."

Zhao Laoshi tilted his head. What he said made him confused, but it sounded so rough, but it had some meaning. He immediately looked at Zhao Laoshi and wanted to grab his hands and call him a confidant. Look.

He looked at Yu Xiu, who had a serious look on his face.

"What would Scorpion think if his life ended as soon as he was born?" Perhaps the fat man's words were too shocking. Qin Mu listened silently and immediately replied. Yu Xiu's hair stood on end and he wished he could reach out and block Qin Mu's mouth.

"Haha...Young Master is joking." The fat man looked at Qin Mu's expressionless face and felt a little wary. His smiling face also condensed. He looked Qin Mu up and down and hesitated to call him.

What, in the end, was positioned on the title "Young Master". In his opinion, Qin Mu asked this question because he was either a policeman specially sent to be buried, or he was a rich young master who had watched too much TV and had some sense of justice.

But no brains.

Looking at Qin Mu's lavish spending, it seems that the latter is more appropriate, police? Firstly, how can a policeman have the spare money to spend 20 million to buy a drink for burial? Secondly, how can a policeman have the spare time to hang out in bars.

The fat man rolled his eyes: "As I said, this baby is just made by the bartender. It cannot be made real. After all, the master's perception is different from others."

Qin Mu looked at the fat man's shiny face and suddenly smiled.

"I've been worrying too much. This burial... is very good, very good." Qin Mu nodded and motioned for the fat man to continue.

But the fat man had already stopped his hand and said respectfully: "The drinks have been prepared, and we have also found thirteen of the most beautiful 'princesses' in our store for the young master. You can choose the ones you like, of course, you can also choose them all."

It’s their honor to choose them all.”

The fat man said, and the dozen or so girls who followed him immediately stood in a row, heads held high, as if they were waiting for Qin Mu's inspection at any time.

Qin Mu just glanced at it, his eyes fixed on the beautiful woman with long flowing hair at the end, straightened up, and casually nodded: "It's up to you, take off your clothes..."

Not only the fat man, but also Yu Xiu and Zhao Laoshi had three black lines on their faces. They had no idea which song Qin Mu was singing. The fat man was stunned for a moment, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, but he still said respectfully: "

Young Master is really a sweetheart, is that all? Do you two need anything more?"

Yu Xiu and Zhao Laoshi shook their heads quickly. After Yu Xiu finished shaking his head, he suddenly realized that if he and Zhao Laoshi didn't click on any of them, it really didn't make sense. Just when he was about to speak, he found Qin Mu looking at the woman standing at the end of the row.

His eyes were a little strange, and when he looked closely, he almost bit his tongue.

With long hair reaching her waist, skin as thick as cream, and a smile as bright as a flower, isn't this the woman who was in the same ward as Qin Mu before? Lie Yang, in fact, from the very beginning, Yu Xiu knew this woman better than anyone else.

I just didn't expect that she would be here.

It’s no wonder that Qin Mu ordered her. Yu Xiu understood a little. Oh, no, Yu Xiu thought so, his face changed a little. His eyes wandered back and forth on Qin Mu and the woman’s face for a few times. Could it be that at the beginning?

Qin Mu is interested in this woman? Doesn’t he also have Xiaobai and Sikong Lu?

Yu Xiu was so shocked by this idea that he almost bit off his tongue. However, Zhao Laoshi, who was slow to react, was seriously thinking about the fat man's words and picked among the twelve women to find a round one.

A woman with a thick waist came and said, "I like people with big butts."

Yu Xiu woke up from his reverie and stared at the woman who was stronger than him. What kind of taste did Zhao Laoshi have? He was so shocked that he directly said to the fat man who was already in a daze: "Okay, this is the one.

That’s it, we working people don’t need to order it, we just need to satisfy him.”

"Haha," the fat man smiled and didn't care, but he took a look at Zhao Laoshi's high taste, because he also had the same taste. Otherwise, why would he classify that woman as a high-end product in the bar?

"Only wage earners can enjoy the funeral. Where can I find such a boss?" Fatty bowed: "Then I won't be here as a light bulb to disturb everyone's enjoyment." After saying this, Fatty took the remaining twelve

A woman left the private room.

As soon as he came out of the private room, the fat man glanced at the private room behind him with great regret. If he was just buried, these boys could have been famous for a few days. It's a pity that he chose that woman...tsk, tsk, tsk... he didn't seek death.
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