The classic rural brother of the resident singer intoxicated everyone and hypnotized them. No one noticed that the resident singer came to Luo Zheng and carried out assassination, nor did he see Lan Xue storm against each other, but they were awakened by the resident singer screaming. Everyone only saw the resident singer fleeing in a panic, and then scratched the waiter. In the end, he couldn't afford it. He didn't know what happened before.

People watching the fun were not divided into national boundaries. Everyone gathered up and pointed at them. No one noticed that the killer lying on the ground had been killed. He knew that he saw a large amount of blood pouring out of his neck. Everyone did not think deeply, thinking that the resident singer was out of control and committed an incredible suicide. Otherwise, how could he explain the scratching of innocent waiters? This conclusion was recognized by many onlookers.

A large number of security guards came to investigate the situation, and a brief understanding was made. They took the resident singer away. The bar quickly recovered. Everyone should drink and drink. No one took what happened just now. The ghost hand quietly left, and Huanshan Diao sat at the door and asked for some drinks.

Luo Zheng looked at this scene calmly. After everything returned to normal, when he saw the waiter coming over, Lan Xue said calmly: "I was shocked just now and smashed the cup, okay?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll clean it up." The waitress said politely, coming over with a rag and a tray, carefully wiping the countertop, and removing all the glass residue, looking very focused.

Luo Zheng was very careful. There was only glass slag on the table and no bottom of the glass cup. The waiter with a little common sense would ask where the bottom went so as not to hurt others in an inconspicuous place. But the female service not only did not ask, but was also very calm, just like nothing happened just now, which was unreasonable.

After removing the glass residue, the waitress did not act abnormally and retreated. Luo Zheng looked at the waiter who left in surprise. Unexpectedly, after the other party went to the service desk, he quickly brought two drinks of the same drinks and placed them on the bar, saying apologetically, "I am so sorry for what happened just now. I scared you. This is a drink we gave to you. I hope you will come often when you have time."

Using two drinks to soothe the guests' emotions is also a trick used by the bar. Everything is normal, but Luo Zheng always feels something is strange here. Seeing the waitress twisting her sexy waist and slowly returning, Lan Xue pinched Luo Zheng's soft flesh under her armpits in anger and cursed softly: "Hate, where do you look at your eyes? Do you think I don't exist?"

Luo Zheng did not answer, but fell into deep thought. Lan Xue also realized something was wrong. She looked at the waitress and looked at Luo Zheng again. Instead of asking, she became alert and said softly: "What do you think."

"Watch it," Luo Zheng said softly without comment. Seeing the waitress consciously glanced at him, she smiled after seeing that he was discovered. However, this smile was fake, stiff, and a little nervous. Luo Zheng became more determined to his guess and lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid this drink can't be drunk."

"Well, I know, why don't you go and sing a song for me?" Lan Xue said with a smile.

"My voice will be dead, so let's forget it." Luo Zheng smiled awkwardly.

"Practice more next time, and sing to me if you have practiced it." Lan Xue smiled understandingly, without any embarrassment, and hummed softly: "She called me in the morning, and I heard her voice. The radio reminded me of my distant hometown, drove down the road, and felt that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday. Country Road, take me home, to where I grew up - West Virginia, Mountain Mom, Country Road, take me home. Country Road, take me home, Country Road, take me home."

Luo Zheng listened to the same melody as the one before, the only difference was a Chinese version and an international common language version, and couldn't help but say: "It's the song before, you sang much better than that person."

"Is that right?" Lan Xue said happily. The girl who was not in her youth didn't want her beloved man to praise her. Lan Xue continued happily: "I liked singing when I was a child. I thought of growing up and becoming a singer. Later, I didn't expect to be close to the military camp. Forget it, I won't say it." Perhaps I thought of something sad and my expression was a little heavy.

Luo Zheng tightened Lan Xue's hand and said softly: "Don't think too much, live well. I like you more like this now. Perhaps, this is all destined by heaven."

"Well, thank you." Lan Xue knew that Luo Zheng was comforting herself and smiled gratefully. Seeing someone coming over, bearded, long hair, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, tall, in his forties, a little unkempt, looking like an art-making guy, Lan Xue whispered: "Here you come."

"Yes." Luo Zheng looked at the visitor lightly, holding the toothpick in his hand again, and his anger arose in his heart.

Soon, the other party came to the two of them and said bluntly: "Two, I heard that Jim played a song for you, and then he lost control of his emotions and committed suicide. Is that true?"

"You have to ask him this." Luo Zheng said lightly.

"Sorry, I have no malice, I just want to figure out one thing. I am also one of the resident singers. Jim was introduced here to work. Now he is dead, and I am dying. I need to know more about the situation. Can you tell me?" The other party hurriedly explained. Seeing that there were two drinks on the bar, I picked up one and drank it. It looked very thirsty.

The other party drank the drink in one sip, put the cup down, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm so thirsty, this cup is mine." As he said that, he looked back at the service desk, raised the cup and shouted: "Give me the same cup."

Luo Zheng could see that the other party was indeed not malicious and looked very urgent. He guessed that this guy was really a bar singer. He was about to say something when he saw the other party's eyes were stunned, his whole body was stiff, and he stood straight, looking at Luo Zheng, with no expression on his face. Then, the other party's body fell down straight, and a trace of black blood gushed out of the corner of his mouth.

"It's indeed poisonous." Luo Zheng was shocked and rushed towards the waitress before lightning.

Almost at the same time, Lan Xue also reacted and surrounded the other side. When the waitress saw the man drinking a drink and shouting loudly that she wanted another drink, she knew it was going to be bad. She picked up the thing and prepared to retreat, but the poisonousness was too strong and the attack was too fast. As soon as the waitress left the service desk, the other party died of poison. Luo Zheng and Lan Xue came to take revenge.

The waitress turned cold and rushed towards the door. At the door, Shan Diao suddenly stood up and blocked the door. The waitress shouted and waved away, but found that Shan Diao's eyes were full of cold light, like a hungry wolf. She suddenly shuddered, turned around and ran towards the window, ready to jump into the sea.
Chapter completed!