Chapter Twenty I don't have the habit of worshipping a pig

  He didn't know how long he had been soaking in the water, but the piercing ringtone of his mobile phone kept ringing. He opened his eyes and felt that the water temperature had unknowingly cooled down.

  He picked up his phone and on the other end was Lin Yang's voice, inviting him out for a drink at a bar.

  No. 1 Bar, as its name suggests, is the most luxurious bar in S City.

  The music shook the sky, the lights were red and the wine was green, intersecting with a criminal atmosphere of sentiment and desire.

  In the dance pool, hot and spicy dancing, recklessly showing off youth.

  Not far away, Lin Yang and Zhan Ao Ze sat side by side in front of the bar, and when they saw him, Lin Yang even waved his hand enthusiastically at him.

  "Give me a glass of vodka. With ice and green tea." Chu Yiran sat down between two good friends with an expression that warned people not to come near.

  "Do you need some stimulants?" Lin Yang couldn't help but tease: "Because you look terrible."

  Chu Yiran glared at Lin Yang with a tone that was not quite pleasant: "Apparently the lighting here is too dim, which led to your misconception."

  Zhan Aoze elegantly raised his long legs and glanced at him sideways: "Dark clouds are gathering, his eyebrows are deeply furrowed, and his face is gloomy. Chu Shao, have you been possessed by a ghost recently?"

  "Zhan Ao Ze, I didn't know you had the skill of fortune-telling?"

  Zhan Aoze looked at him with a proud and arrogant expression: "So you can still worship me now."

  Chu Yiran sneered: "I don't have the luxury of worshipping a pig yet!"

  "Don't despise your own kind too much, for we are of the same class."

  Lin Yang was speechless and gently knocked on his forehead. These two mentally-challenged guys loved to play the dog-biting-dog game every time they met.

  It has to be a fight to the death between us.

  Can't they make more advanced games later?

  "Hey everyone, you guys arrived early!"

  The fourth voice appeared, and Si Zhenglun was seen wearing a light blue casual suit, making a elegant entrance.

  And his arm was still wrapped around a fiery and stunningly beautiful woman.

  "Aya, let me introduce you to these guys. Lin Yang, this is Zhan Aoze, and that icy one over there is Chu Yiran, you should all know each other. Oh~ especially Chu Yiran, always making headlines in the tabloids, don't you want to know how he's doing? Hmm~ where's Yu Jie?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared behind him. Then everyone saw a man in an Armani suit angrily rush to Lin Yang's face and viciously grab his collar.

  "Bastard."

  A heavy fist came down, and then the beautiful woman who was being held in Zhai Zhenglun's arm crook let out a sharp cry of surprise.

  Other customers in the bar were also frightened by this sudden scene and hid aside.

  "Hey, Yu Jie, have you gone mad? Did I kill your mom or your dad? Why are you hitting people like a lunatic?"

  Zhang Zhengyuan, who was beaten to the ground, was in pain and anger, rubbing his sore jaw.

  Oh no! I've seen a ghost and it's bleeding!

  "How dare you! One moment you're flirting with my woman, the next you're intimately entwined with another. What do you take Shu Huan for?"

  "When did I ever seduce your woman......" Si Zhenglun felt he was being wrongly accused.

  "Apparently you need some violence to remind you of your past mistakes."

  "Hey! I still have two sets of commercials to shoot tomorrow......"

  "You can go die and go to hell to shoot an ad for King Yama..."