Chapter 562: : The rhythm of death

"This guy is obviously going to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger."
Looking at Ling Chi's skillful movements tenderly, he knew that this guy said he was not a bartender, but he was actually a bartender, otherwise how could he be so skilled?
Especially when she is a bartender herself, she can tell at a glance.
A circle...
Five circles...
Ten laps...
...
Under Ling Chi’s proficient movements, he turned one circle after another. It was fast and steady. Everyone didn’t know how many laps he made, but it didn’t seem to be the point. The point was that Ling Chi’s movements were too much when he turned the hip flask It looks good, the cocktail shaker is constantly rotating in the air, and the arc formed also gives people a special sense of art.
It turns out that bartending can be so handsome and beautiful.
"Boss, why do I think this guy is really capable? Could it be that..."
Gently waved his hand and said: "It can be seen that he is really capable, but I will not believe it if he can concoct'Drunken Life and Dream Death', and even if we take a step back, he can really concoct'Drunken Life and Dream Death'. , It will definitely not be the kind of Master Ye Chi, I just wait to see this make a fool of himself."
"..."
By saying this, everyone had no choice but to be silent, but everyone looked at Ling Chi's magical movements, but they weren't so perceptive as Gentle. Everyone felt that this guy could really make a cocktail of the level of Master Ye Chi. What?
"boom!"
Just as everyone was thinking like this, Ling Chi suddenly placed the shaker on the table, and a round trace was directly pressed on the table. How much power would it take to do this?
Immediately afterwards, Ling Chi brought two wine glasses, opened the shaker, and held them up high.
"What is he doing?"
"Can you pour the wine so high?"
Both the gentle and the bartenders saw the purpose of Ling Chi's move, and they were a little depressed. The first thing they thought of was the story of the oil seller in the middle school textbook. The oil seller raised the oil can and passed it accurately when it fell down. Is it possible that Ling Chi has the same ability as the eyes of copper coins?
Soon, Ling Chi proved that he had this ability, slowly tilting the shaker, and the wine inside began to pour out and fall into the glass.
"what!"
At the moment when the wine in the shaker was poured out, everyone couldn't help exclaiming.
Red orange, yellow, green, blue and purple... The wine that Ling Chi poured out of the jug had seven colors, and it was seven colors of the rainbow. The wine poured out of the jug did not look like wine anymore, more like one. The rainbow was poured out from the cocktail shaker. At this time, besides Gentle and the others, many guests around were attracted. Everyone was deeply attracted by the rainbow-colored cocktail that Ling Chi poured out. .
Two cups of "Drunken Life, Dream of Death" are poured into the cup, and the wonderful rainbow colors are not mixed together, making this glass of cocktail still look so beautiful in this case.
"This is also amazing, buddy, how much is this glass of wine? I want a glass." A big guy said to Ling Chi like this.
Ling Chi smiled and said: "The name of this glass of wine is "Drunk, Life and Dream". I believe that even if you look at the entire China, there are not many people who can make this glass of wine. If you want to drink it, the price is very expensive."
"What's the matter?"
The big guy patted his chest. He felt that this was the time to show his pride in front of all the beauties, "I dare not say how rich I am, but you can afford a cocktail no matter how expensive I am."
"Well, thank you 1.2 million."
"Okay... what?"
The big man’s hand stretched out, really ready to take the wine, this cocktail, whether it is one hundred two, twelve thousand, or even twelve thousand is acceptable, after all, there are some high-end existence in this world, but A cocktail of 1.2 million, is this guy joking? In an instant, the big man's face flushed, "Why don't you grab a glass of wine 1.2 million?"
Ling Chi was not angry either, he smiled calmly: "In theory, a glass of wine is indeed not worth 1.2 million, and the cost of this glass of wine is even less than one hundred and twenty fast."
"Then you dare to collect 1.2 million?"
"Yes, it is the 1.2 million that I want to collect, because my technology is worth 1.2 million."
"rub!"
The big guy was so angry that he wanted to punch someone, but at this time, he gave a gentle sneer and asked: "Do you think it's not worth 1.2 million?"
"Um, boss Wen."
The big guy sees Gentle, and his original arrogance is gone. When he looks at Gentle, it seems like a mouse has seen a cat. It looks very cautious. It seems that Gentle is still very prestigious in this area.
Gentlely snorted: "If what he made is really Master Ye Chi's "Drunken Life and Dream of Death", let alone 1.2 million, it's worth two million."
"..."
Everyone was surprised, is this "Drunk Life Dreaming Death" really so amazing?
Then, Gentle reached out his hand, held one of the cups, and said to Ling Chi: "If your cup is really Master Ye Chi's "Drunken Life and Dreams", I am willing to give you 1.2 million." He was ready to drink.
"Wait!"
However, Ling Chi grabbed a gentle hand and stopped him: "Don't worry, I don't mean to ask you 1.2 million."
"What? Not satisfied?"
Frowning gently, she felt that this guy just wanted to sit down and raise the price.
But Ling Chi waved his hand and said, "Don't get me wrong. Although I don't dare to say how rich I am, I really didn't take the 1.2 million yuan in my eyes. You can't move me by giving money."
"Then what do you want?"
"want you."
"what?"
As soon as Ling Chi’s words came out, the whole bar was like a blast. Most of the people who came to drink in the sultry bar at night knew Gentle’s identity, and no one dared to make gentle ideas, so don’t look at Gentle usually. It looks like a swanky social flower, but no man can ever take her away.
This guy even spoke directly and said to be gentle. Is this eating the gall of a bear?
"you……"
Gentle blushed, she never expected Ling Chi to speak to herself so directly, but when was she gentle and afraid? In this sultry night bar, no one can make her back down, so she gritted her teeth gently and hummed: "Well, anyway, I don't believe you can really bring up the real'Drunk Life and Dream Death'."
"Okay, let's toast."
Ling Chi also picked up another glass, wrapped it around with one hand, and drank a glass of wine with gentleness.
"Damn~~"
"Is this guy afraid of death?"
When everyone looked at Ling Chi's bold behavior, did everyone think that this guy had eaten the courage of the bear?
But what everyone could not expect was that Ling Chi's actions were not the boldest now, because after the two of them drank the glass of cocktail, Ling Chi actually provoked a gentle chin and kissed him directly.
Bold, direct, wild... This is the rhythm of death.