MTL - Reborn Mistress’ Scumbag Manual-Chapter 278 newcomer

  Chapter 278 Newcomer

   "Que Ze, it's okay to play with women outside, but don't forget that you have a fiancee."

   Que Ze stared at the message sent by the Great Elder, and finally remembered his fiancée Mu Gulan who he had forgotten in some corner.

   It's really hard for him to send a message to remind him at this time.

  The people in the room watched Que Ze's movements and asked, "Boss? What's the matter?"

   Que Ze took back the phone: "No."

   After cleaning up "Return to God", he will naturally return to Que's house to eliminate the remaining problems.

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  In the bar, twisting waists, explosive music, beautiful lights, alcohol and shouting constitute all the elements that can make adrenaline soar.

  A very petite and cute young girl in a pink skirt and glasses slowly opened the door and walked in with some trepidation.

  She is very beautiful, but also very shy, with a pair of light brown smart eyes, she can't help looking around, obviously this is the first time she has come to this kind of place.

  The jumping and twisting figure on the dance floor attracted her attention. After she stood quietly on the edge and looked at it for a while, her head began to tap slightly to follow the rhythm, and the shy and nervous smile on the corner of her mouth became relaxed.

  The waiter at the bar saw this little girl, his eyes lit up, and he went up to ask: "Pretty lady, what would you like?"

  The girl glanced at him, tightened the corners of her mouth that had just been relaxed, smiled at him, opened and closed her lips to answer his words, her voice was so soft that it was completely covered by the explosive music.

The waiter smiled very kindly, at least he thought so, he tried his best to put his most favorable smile on his face, took the girl to the bar, where the music was slightly quieter, and asked: "Is this your first time at the bar, miss?"

  The girl nodded.

  He took out the wine list and pushed it to the girl: "Miss, would you like something to drink?"

  The girl looked at the wine list and smiled slowly: "Okay, then love Margot. Thank you."

The smile on the corner of the waiter's mouth grew wider. He glanced at the bartender and raised his chin at him: "I heard, a glass of Emmargot. I'll go and see if the other guests have any needs. This lady is here for the first time. You are alone again, take good care of yourself."

  The girl showed a shy yet sweet smile at the bartender, and said softly, "Thank you."

  The bartender is a young man, and he nodded when he heard the words: "You're welcome."

   After the waiter left, the girl seemed a little bored. She rested her chin on her hands and stared at the bartender as he was making drinks. After looking at it for a while, she suddenly said, "You misplaced it."

  The bartender was stunned: "What?"

  The girl blinked, pointed at the container in his hand, and repeated with a smile: "You misplaced it. Emmagot, that's not how it's tuned."

  The bartender's hand was a little stiff, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Haha, miss, do you know what I put?"

  The girl also laughed: "Guess."

  The bartender suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster: "Miss looks very shy, so she dares to joke with others."

  The girl said: "I'm not shy, I'm just a little embarrassed, afraid that I can't do well."

  Her voice was soft and low in the last half of the sentence, covered by the music, the bartender couldn't hear anything. He smiled and said, "Isn't embarrassment the same as shyness?"

  The girl propped her chin with one hand, tapped her foot slowly with the rhythm, and said in a low voice, "That's much worse."

   "What?" The bartender didn't hear clearly.

  The girl just smiled and stopped talking.

  She looked at the bartender for a while, and seemed to be bored, so she turned her back to the bartender and watched the people dancing on the dance floor. She tapped her head slightly to follow the rhythm, which was a little cute.

  The waiter not far away saw this scene, exchanged glances with the bartender, and smiled.

  They haven't met a sheep that can be caught so easily for a long time.

   "Miss, your wine." The bartender pushed the glass to the girl's side and reminded.

  The girl turned back immediately, staring at the brightly colored liquor, with curiosity and surprise in her eyes, she said, "It's so beautiful."

  The bartender looked at her and signaled the glass of Emmargot with his eyes: "Try it."

   "Okay." The girl picked up the wine glass.

  The bartender stared at her open lips, waiting for her to drink the glass of wine, but before the mouth of the glass touched her lips, a man suddenly appeared beside her.

   "We meet again." The man's voice was hoarse, and the eardrums were scratched in horror. The hood of his clothes was on his head, and the upper half of his face was covered in darkness, only his pale chin and lips could be seen clearly.

  The girl looked up at her, and the wine glass in her hand was naturally put down. She smiled shyly and awkwardly: "Excuse me sir, did you recognize the wrong person? We haven't met before."

  The bartender stared at the wine glass, very displeased at this strange man who suddenly appeared. He frowned and said to the girl: "If you haven't met before, don't bother. There are too many people who are hostile to little girls." After speaking, he warned the man: "Sir, please don't strike up a conversation."

  The girl said: "Thank you."

  The man raised his head and seemed to glance at the bartender, but his eyes were hidden in the hood, so he couldn't see his sight clearly. He pulled away the high stool, sat down beside the girl, and said, "If you haven't seen it before, let's get to know it again. What's your name now?"

  The girl said: "There is no such thing as what is called now, what was called in the past, I have always only had one name."

  The man followed her words and asked, "Okay, what's your name?"

  The bartender stared at the two of them closely, seeing that they were actually chatting, he knocked on the table in front of the man to interrupt their conversation: "Sir, do you want something to drink?"

  The man looked at the wine in the girl's hand and said, "Same as her."

  The bartender frowned and turned to make drinks.

  The waiter not far away saw this scene, his eyes were not very good, he put down the tray and left quickly.

  The man asked the girl: "You haven't answered my words yet."

   "Well, my name is Jones. I also have a Chinese name. You can call me Jiang Lan." The girl looked at him with her chin tilted and smiled, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Cang Qing. You have to remember it this time. I don't like to introduce myself over and over again." The man pulled down his hood, his bangs were too long drooping in front of his forehead, covering his eyes, his whole face was as pale as paper, But the facial features turned out to be very delicate.

  Jiang Lan said: "I will try my best. But for things like names, who can say for sure if you can remember."

   Cang Qing paused for a moment, and the corner of his mouth seemed to be smiling happily: "I see. I will let you remember."

  The bartender interrupted the conversation again: "Sir, your love Margot." He said, pushing the glass forward.

  Jianlan laughed: "Oh, I forgot I haven't drunk my wine." After she finished speaking, she picked up the wine glass, put it on her lips, and then squinted her eyes, as if she was tasting the wine.

  The bartender and Cang Qing stared at her closely.

   A few seconds later, the girl opened her eyes happily: "It's delicious!"

  The bartender smiled and said, "Right."

  Cang Qing stared at the wine glass with flickering eyes under his bangs, and finally said with a strange smile: "You really drank it, as expected of you."

   "Drink it too, it tastes good." Jiang Lan drank the rest of the wine while talking, then looked at Cang Qing with her chin in her hands, squinted her eyes and smirked, as if she was drunk.

   Cang Qing pushed the wine glass back, saying: "Don't give me this kind of thing, I'm not as good as her."

  The bartender took the glass back with a sullen face, and looked at the girl with fascinated eyes: "Fortunately, drink it obediently."

  After he finished speaking, he gave Cang Qing a warning look: "Sir, it's better not to worry about this matter."

   Cang Qing doesn't care: "I don't want to care, you can do whatever you want."

  The waiter who disappeared and reappeared not far away saw Jiang Lan lying on the bar, and stepped forward with surprise in his eyes: "Drink?"

   "Drink, very good." The bartender teased.

  The waiter gave Cang Qing a vigilant look, and saw that he had no intention of interfering at all, so he was relieved and helped the girl up the stairs.

Cang Qing looked at the backs of the two, put on his hat again, and said in a low voice: "Jianlan...hehehehe, what do I care, it would be good to help you with your funeral, hehehehe... ·”

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  The waiter took the girl upstairs and sent her to a room.

The room is luxuriously decorated. There is a man sitting in the room at this time. He is wearing a bathrobe, his strong muscles are fully exposed from the open skirt, and a cigar is still in his mouth. He is coaxing the woman in his arms with drooping eyebrows and eyes. .

  Seeing the girl brought in by the waiter, her eyes lit up, she couldn't wait to stand up, and asked, "Did you just get it?"

   The waiter smiled and said: "Pure little girl, this is the first time I come to a bar. It's very easy to get it. It's a pity that such top-quality goods are rare."

  The man stretched out his hand to pick it up: "Give it to me. Such a superb product, please take good care of it..."

  Before he finished speaking, the **** the side of the waiter with her head hanging suddenly asked softly, "What should I do?"

   The two of them were startled, the waiter let go of the girl violently, only to see that she was standing still, raised her head and looked at the two with a sweet smile: "What should I do?"

  The man was startled, but he didn't take it seriously, but glared at the waiter: "Didn't you say that she brought it up after she drank it? You can't do this little thing well!"

   "I saw that the glass was empty when I went down! Someone was watching, so I must have drunk it." The waiter argued.

  The man waved his hand: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to chat with you. If you don't drink, please trouble. You go out and close the door."

  The girl tilted her head and grabbed the waiter: "Wait, you brought me up, how can you leave?"

  The man laughed: "Little girl, I still don't know what's going on now. You just stay here, brother will have fun with you."

   As soon as the voice fell, the waiter suddenly screamed.

  The man just wanted to scold him in displeasure, when he saw the waiter desperately trying to break the girl's hand holding his wrist with the other hand, but nothing changed except for the screaming getting louder.

  The girl smiled very cutely, with pure and gentle eyes on her small face, she whispered: "Don't call, it will be troublesome to be heard."

   But how could it not be called?

  The wrist pinched by her has been deformed.

  She sighed: "I tell you not to bark, but you will not listen."

  She turned around and walked towards the door, dragging the screaming waiter behind her.

  The man frowned and shouted, "Stop!"

  The girl stopped in front of the door and turned her head with a smile: "Don't worry, I'm not ready to leave now, I just came to close the door. After all—"

  She stretched out her hand to close the door and locked it behind her back. She looked down at the screaming waiter beside her, and continued: "It's not good for people to see."

   "Crack." There was a crisp sound.

  The screams of the waiter disappeared.

  The arm bone that was grabbed by the girl split from the shoulder.

  The waiter was in so much pain that he could only pant silently with his mouth open.

  The girl let go of him, and said with a satisfied smile: "That's right. Although the door is closed, I'm not sure if the sound insulation here is good, so it's best not to make any noise."

  The waiter quickly covered his mouth with his remaining hand, curled up on the ground and nodded repeatedly, desperately reducing his sense of existence.

  There was only one woman left in the room. Seeing this scene, she jumped out of bed with the quilt in her arms, ran directly into the bathroom and locked the door without saying a word, not daring to look again.

  The man stared at her, not frightened, but rather angry: "What the **** are you doing here!?"

  The girl asked strangely: "Didn't you bring me up? Why did you blame me instead?"

  She lowered her head, a little aggrieved: "It's really unreasonable."

  The man said: "If you want to leave, go quickly, today is our fault, and you can ask how much money you want as compensation."

   "Compensation?" The girl raised her head and looked at him. She slowly took off the glasses on her face, and a grin appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Of course I want compensation. But I'll just take it myself."

  The man opened his mouth and was about to continue talking when he suddenly felt a pain in his mouth, and then a large amount of hot liquid filled his entire mouth and flowed down the corner of his mouth.

  He subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and his hand was bright red.

"You all like to bark, so I have no choice but to lose your tongue." The girl put the glasses in her hand on the table, then approached the man, seeing his terrified expression, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I am very experienced, and I will definitely be able to peel off your skin completely."

  The man was more than just frightened when he heard her utter such terrifying words in a sweet voice. He crawled back to the bed in a frenzy, touched the alarm under the pillow at the head of the bed, and frantically pressed the red button.

   The girl is in no rush. She said: "Excuse me, just wait a while. I have to find a dress to put on, or I will be in trouble if I get the skirt dirty."

   As she spoke, she approached the bathroom next to the bed and knocked on the door: "Miss, do you have any clothes in there? Please pass me one, thank you." The voice was obedient and soft, very polite.

  The woman inside was almost crying with fright, and replied with a crying voice: "Yes, yes! Wait a minute! Wait a minute! I'll hand it out to you right away!"

   "Okay, thank you." After finishing speaking, she waited obediently at the door.

   Seeing that she was not moving, the man climbed from the head of the bed to the bed, ready to open the door and escape. But the girl's voice came faintly from beside her ears: "Where are you going? It's best to stay still and not move, otherwise the leg will be broken, and the skin will be incomplete later."

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   On the third floor of the bar, the sound of crazy sirens was piercing.

  Cang Qing sat on the sofa, his eyes lit up.

  A man beside him asked: "What? You know each other?"

  Cang Qing smiled sinisterly: "I just met."

  The man raised his eyebrows: "Interesting, it seems that we have a lot of newcomers."

  (end of this chapter)