District 9

When Liu Zishu saw Ma Laoer's state, he immediately advised him: "What do they have to do with us here? Go back and rest quickly."

"Who is performing today?" Ma Laoer asked the brother next to him while swaying.

"Enchantress."

"The Thai one?" Ma Laoer asked again.

"Yes." The brother nodded.

Ma Laoer burped, bared his teeth and said to Uncle Liu: "Let's go in and have a look. She wasn't there last time I asked her out."

"It's getting late, you should go back." Liu Zishu frowned and said, "That Yongdong is here too, let's go over..."

"Fuck, he's playing with his, and I'm playing with mine, what's the problem?" Ma Laoer glared at him and shouted: "The dirt street is only so big, so I can't take a detour when I see them in the future. Bar?"

Liu Zishu was speechless.

"Let's go and have a look." Ma Laoer greeted and led the people into the music bar.

…

The music bars of this era are not much different from those before. The only difference may be that they pay more attention to performances, which means that there are often people with special talents who come here to play. The vast majority of consumers also tend to be older, because younger children have no earning capacity. And in such an environment, it is difficult for most people to eat, and there are not many rich children.

On the stage of the music bar, a tall girl in voluptuous clothes was performing a somewhat sexy talent. The style was still very Thai, and the scale was not small.

Ma Laoer is a showman who takes both front and back, so he has a bit of a crush on the "enchantress lady" who performs on stage. But he had made two appointments by mistake before and failed to make it. In addition, the Ma family had been dealt a terrible blow some time ago. He was still angry in his heart, so when he heard the host bidding for the Enchantress' midnight snack, At this time, he intervened without hesitation: "I will pay one thousand."

As soon as he finished speaking, the spotlight hit the door. Ma Laoer bared his teeth and walked to a nearby table where no one was sitting and sat down. He smiled and waved to the enchantress.

"The boss at the door is offering one thousand." The host shouted loudly: "Friends, there are not many opportunities. Ms. Enchantress will go to Fengbei to perform next week, and it will be difficult to make an appointment. Rich boss, comfortable It’s just a moment! Come on, is there anyone who wants to continue bidding?!”

This routine of auctioning late-night snacks is actually intended to liven up the atmosphere, and most of the guests will have fun participating. Many of them don't actually want anything to happen with the performers, and if the performers go out to eat or drink with you, they may not necessarily stay at your place at night. In addition, the enchantress is a bitch, so Yongdong is just shouting and playing, trying to pretend to be bitch after drinking too much.

But as soon as Ma Laoer appeared, the atmosphere of the whole thing changed inexplicably.

Yongdong is a brother who has followed Yuan Hua for many years. Although he does not participate in some competitions on the ground, he personally owns two officially registered companies and controls a lot of the Yuan family's business. He can be regarded as a player who sits in the office and makes suggestions. So he somewhat looked down on the Ma family, a bunch of low-level people with purely grassroots backgrounds.

On the sofa, Yongdong adjusted the black-rimmed glasses on his face and curiously asked his friend next to him: "Is this kid out?"

"Well, I heard that Superintendent Lao Li did it for him." The friend nodded.

"Haha, he's trying to save his life, and he doesn't know his last name anymore." Yongdong waved his hands with a smile and shouted: "Xiao Liu, just play with him."

When the young man standing in front heard this, he immediately waved his hand and shouted: "One thousand and five."

"Two thousand." Ma Laoer didn't blink.

"Two thousand and five."

"Three thousand."

"...!"

In less than five seconds, the two parties had already bid for three thousand yuan, and this number had already exceeded the scope of the lively atmosphere. All the guests present knew that these two families were extremely anxious and no longer had a playful attitude.

At the door, Liu Zishu frowned and reminded Ma Laoer: "That's it. Is it worth three thousand yuan for a whole girl?"

"It's not about money." Ma Laoer crossed his legs, stared at Yongdong, and shouted with a smile on his lips: "Hey, are there any bullets in your pocket? I didn't let her come over to drink."

Inside, the young man standing in front came back, bent down and asked Yongdong: "Brother, are you still shouting?"

"Stop shouting," Yongdong said with a sullen face: "If he wants to pretend, let him pretend."

"Three thousand, is there anyone more than three thousand?" the host shouted and asked.

No one in the room responded.

"Here, please invite Ms. Enchantress to toast the boss at the door." The host greeted.

Ma Laoer stood up, turned around and asked, "Do you still have money in your pocket?"

Liu Zishu was stunned and said speechlessly: "You have no money, what are you shouting for?"

"Is there any?" Ma Laoer asked impatiently.

"Yes." Liu Zishu nodded.

When Ma Laoer heard the sound, he immediately pointed at Yongdong and shouted to the host on the stage: "I don't want to drink anymore. You can let the girl go to their table. That big brother yelled for a long time in vain. He must be a little thirsty, hahaha !”

After the words fell, the room fell silent for a moment. Rao, an experienced host, didn't know how to answer the question at this moment.

Yongdong sat on the sofa with an extremely ugly face and said nothing.

"Fuck, you lost your pants a while ago, why are you pretending to be here?!"

A strong man suddenly jumped up from the sofa, picked up the bottle on the table, and threw it to Ma Laoer with a whoosh.

"Bang!"

The bottle shattered on the table, and a conflict occurred predictably.

Seven or eight people from the other side rushed over and started beating Ma Laoer and others. Yongdong stood in front of the sofa and shouted several times in an attempt to stop him, but to no avail.

…

At the door.

Ma Laoer, who was already eighty percent drunk, although vigorous, had no choice but to have fewer people on his side. In addition, the staff in the entertainment city were also facing Yongdong, so he quickly suffered a loss.

Three or four people blocked Ma Laoer in the corner of the door and beat him with punches and kicks.

Liu Zishu was alone in fighting with the three horsemen in the field. Although he didn't suffer much, he was held back.

A chaotic fight lasted for about seven or eight minutes, and finally ended with Ma Laoer being blasted and beaten.

The entertainment city manager hurried over and pulled the other person away, then said to Ma Laoer: "What do you think this is for? We all know each other, are you causing trouble here to embarrass me?"

Ma Laoer wiped the blood from his nose and said with a completely nonchalant smile: "It's okay, it's okay, it has nothing to do with you. Damn it, I'll sober up after someone fucks me."

"Do you have a car? Let's go to the hospital?" the manager asked.

"No, let's take this injury for granted." Ma Laoer smiled and wiped the blood on the back of his hand. He seemed to have drunk too much, but he said to the manager very sensibly: "I'm causing trouble for you."

"I'm fine, but the boss will be dissatisfied. Forget it, go and wash up quickly."

"No, no, I'm leaving." Ma Laoer waved his hands and left the entertainment city first.

In the car at the door, Uncle Liu Zi said very dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? It's a waste of money and a beating. If I go back and let Uncle Ma know, he will definitely scold you."

"Didn't you hit that point just now? I drank too much today...!" Ma Laoer roughly tore off a piece of tissue and stuffed it into his nose and said, "Let's go back to sleep."

"Hey, when will you get into less trouble?" Liu Zishu sighed.

…

Inside the music bar.

After the manager had people clean up the door, he came to Yongdong's card counter, sat on the sofa and said, "Brother, stop drinking. Just trust me and you should go back early."

"What's wrong?" Yongdong asked, tilting his neck.