two-way provocation

Qi Mingyu washed his hands, combed his hair in front of the mirror, and returned to his previous appearance as a master of Buddhism.

I went to the front desk on the first floor to add some fruit dessert drinks to the students in the private room, and told the concierge in the store to arrange a car to take them back if they played too late.

"Are you going to leave first?" The female manager of the restaurant was a little worried when she heard that there was some trouble next door. "Is the matter just now properly resolved?"

"Not yet, I'm going to deal with it."

Qi Mingyu lay lazily on the bar counter, stretched out his arm to reach for a can of drink full of foreign characters from the crystal display case, and handed it to Jin Chen behind him.

"This is quite delicious."

Thinking that this beautiful hand was covered with blood just now, Jin Chen shook his head and didn't answer it.Qi Mingyu sneered and opened the tab, and poured the drink into his mouth.

"What else should I do?" The concierge who had just returned to the lobby heard the conversation here and hurried over, and reminded: "Mr. Qi told you that you are not allowed to mess around when he is not at home, otherwise... you will be taken away." Hang it on the beam of the house."

Under Qi Mingyu's fierce and cold eyes, the young Anbao still spoke out without fear of death.

Jin Chen slightly raised his eyebrows. It sounds like the "President Qi" in that sentence just now should be Qi Mingyu's father.

"..." The person who had been euphemistically warned twitched the corners of his lips, and responded with a cadence: "I know what he said, I don't need you, remember, it's so clear."

Under the straight gaze, the concierge didn't dare to speak any more, and retreated wisely to the side.Only then did Qi Mingyu calm down, and raised his hand to take another sip of his drink.

Of course, what happened just now is not over.

In this entertainment street, no one knows the importance of the Qi family's place.If he hadn't been instructed to make trouble, he wouldn't believe that the drinker would dare to commit suicide like this.

After finishing a can of mixed juice, Qi Mingyu clapped his hands casually. "You go to the night market near us and call a few people over, and go out later."

"Ah? What are you going to do?"

The concierge talked so much that it was unbearable, Qi Mingyu laughed angrily, and responded with a long sigh: "Go to someone else's house for consumption."

Then he turned to Jin Chen, "If you feel bored, you can come here too."

The so-called "other people's home" is actually not far from Xingguang.

The helper Qi Mingyu assigned to bring along first wandered around elsewhere, and Jin Chen was only allowed to follow him into a nightclub that was traveling with him.

Leaning on the front desk, tapping the marble counter lightly, showing the cynical second-generation Xiao Kai in all his ways.

"Help me find a quiet private room, and then ask your little boss to come out, and say that Qi Mingyu asked him to drink."

Jin Chen followed behind this man with arms folded, watching him change his usual regular appearance, enter the room carelessly, and lie slumped on the sofa bed like mud again.

For a person who grew up in a wealthy family of tens of billions, whose family style is elegant and upright, and who is required to be refined and modest in his conduct, it is absolutely impossible to do this kind of seamless switching.

He squinted at the boy who didn't even have a decent sitting statue in front of him, and asked with a frown, "Have you ever been hung from the beam by your father?"

"Ah?" Qi Mingyu didn't expect to be asked such a question.

"I mean, sometimes you don't twitch." Jin Chen explained with his lips in a gentle voice.

Realizing that he was being ridiculed, Qi Mingyu's eyes darkened, and he handed him a box of cherries, "You too, go squat in the corner and eat immediately, and if you dare to speak again, I will beat you."

Jin Chen took the fruit plate with a gentle smile, and nestled quietly into the soft cotton hanging chair.

The door of the private room was pushed open, and a gray-haired young man in his 20s walked in. After scanning sharply for a week, he smiled and said, "Not going to school anymore? Why come to me when you have time."

"It's been a long time since I saw you, let's catch up on the old days." When Qi Mingyu was speaking, the waiter in the store just happened to bring wine, and various dark glass bottles were placed on the table one after another.

Looking at the posture on the wine table, the young boss also knew that the visitor was not friendly, so he couldn't figure out the way out for a while, so he could only choose to accompany him and wait and see what happened.

Sitting down next to him, moving the wine cup, he smiled dryly: "If you come to find someone to drink, of course I won't shirk."

After the two drank together a few times, Qi Mingyu put down his wine glass with a look of lack of interest. "Drinking dry is a bit boring, do you want to play tricks?"

"Huh?" The little boss raised his voice, waiting for his next words.

"I heard that you like playing darts very much recently, why don't you add some small bets."

Qi Mingyu turned his head to look at the dart boards of various colors hanging on the wall, and suggested: "Other games are too troublesome, and my brain is not good, so just put the dart board farther away and throw hearts. Throw a dart in turn and have a drink first. Those who miss the target will lose and drink all the remaining wine."

"Yes." The gray-haired young man agreed without hesitation.Call the waiters over and ask them to arrange according to Qi Mingyu's instructions.

"Then I will go first."

Qi Mingyu raised his hand to drink from the cup in front of him, took a red-tailed dart from the box, and threw it towards the dart board that was very far away.

The short dart missed the red heart, but it was almost the same, and it was inserted obliquely in the middle of the 89 rings.

The gray-haired young man also poured himself a full cup, and after drinking it in one gulp, he took a dart and threw it out.With a bang, it landed on the eighth ring.

According to the rules, it was Qi Mingyu's turn again.

Although neither of them is considered a master of darts, they are somewhat accurate and will not miss the target easily.This contest is actually a fight for alcohol and patience.

The lights in the private room are not bright, and playing darts with concentration for a long time can easily make people's eyes hurt.Even so, after more than twenty rounds in a row, neither side missed the target.

The wine on the table is poured down the throat one cup after another. The color is dark or light, and the liquid with high or low alcohol mixes together to consider people's senses.Glasses and various empty wine bottles glow intoxicatingly under the cold light.

Jin Chen was originally sitting quietly eating fruit, but occasionally heard the soft sound of wine glasses colliding and glanced up at the battle situation.

Although he couldn't see what kind of medicine was sold in Qi Mingyu's gourd, but if he drank it, it would be too harmful.Playing with a dart casually, shaking the hanging chair silently, swinging rhythmically.

After drinking too much, Qi Mingyu felt a burning sensation in his throat. He took a deep breath to rest, and took out his mobile phone to swipe twice while the opponent was throwing darts.

There are messages from the staff in the store in the WeChat list, and they are a little worried after waiting outside the door for a long time without seeing anything.Qi Mingyu casually took a picture of the dart board and sent it.

[It’s just playing, it’s just drinking when you lose. ]

The person on the other side of the screen was puzzled for a moment before reacting, comprehending what was going to happen next from the brief message just now.

[Fuck. ]

[Could it be that you intend to lose to him on purpose, and then use alcohol to smash up other people's stores, right? ]

[It's almost enough, don't really drink all the wine on the table...]

Qi Mingyu glanced at the messages sent one after another on the screen in his hand, and was too lazy to return, so he simply set it to the do-not-disturb mode and threw it aside.

"It's my turn?"

The waiter changed the dartboard again, and the gray-haired little boss spread his hands.

Qi Mingyu then took out a new dart from the box, with drunken eyes, compared to the position of the bull's-eye symbolically.

Deviated.

Before the dart was thrown, Jin Chen, who was sitting by the side, already knew the result, and shot first before his wrist made a mistake in throwing the dart.

Two short darts with the same tail collided perfectly.

Qi Mingyu's original dart that deviated from the track was hit back on the target board. Although it only hit the outermost ring, it did not miss the target. According to the rules, it is not considered a loss.

A dart leading the battle flew out from the hand of a person with a low sense of presence, and everyone in the private room looked at it in a daze.

The little boss and Qi Mingyu looked at Jin Chen at the same time.They all know how terrifying a dart player can be to this level.

The chickens peck at each other, and the giants watch the battle.

The dart just now reminded Qi Mingyu of the throwing knife stuck in the edge of his cheek in the backstage of the magician during the summer vacation.

This kid is indeed a master.

The atmosphere in the arena was silent, Jin Chen put the last cherries in the fruit plate into his mouth, then patted his cuffs and stood up, his tone as usual.

"I'm sorry, my hands were itchy after watching it for a long time, and I couldn't control it for a while. I will punish myself with a bottle, and you continue." He said and picked out the strongest bottle from the remaining wine on the table.

He has been watching for a long time. If this bottle of wine is not disposed of, it will be poured into someone's stomach sooner or later.

"Jin Chen."

Qi Mingyu didn't expect that the kid who was just sitting obediently watching the excitement would suddenly jump out to block the drink.The original plan in his mind was messed up, and the calmness just now turned into a vague worry.

"...the aftertaste of this drink will kill you."

This persuasive words did not work, Jin Chen raised the bottle with a smile, "It's all right."

Seeing that he drank less than half of the throat-burning liquor, Qi Mingyu got up irritably and grabbed Jin Chen's wrist.

Turning to the little boss who was watching the scene leisurely, he said, "This is the person I brought. Even if I cause any trouble, it should be my fault, right?"