C88 Knight Preparing for Battle
C88 Knight Preparing for Battle
"Brambles." This bar has a weird name. The bluestone walls and the dark brown wooden decorations at the door exuded the aura of a medieval castle in Europe. Perhaps this was a good way to attract special people. At least Lin Ruoxi had chosen to come to this small bar to drink and worry.
The moment Yang Chen stepped into the bar, the soothing sound of piano music could be heard. If he remembered correctly, Yang Chen probably knew that this was "Hungarian Rhapsody" by Liszt.
This song's name often gave people a rough and passionate illusion, but in reality, it seemed elegant and noble, like a beautiful cruise that was decorated by the imperial family, drifting slowly and hurriedly along the upper reaches of a meandering river.
This kind of music suddenly came out from this narrow bar, obviously adding a lot of color to this simple little bar.
The tables and chairs in the middle of the bar were moved to the side in a disorderly fashion. Many young city men and women were gathered together, expressing all sorts of smiles and flirtatious words to each other.
In this city where the pressure was generally too great, the disco music that the bungee dancers used was unable to satisfy the spiritual needs of this group of white-collar workers. They chose to use their famous piano pieces to convey their dissatisfaction towards society, as well as to satisfy that small modesty.
Yang Chen, who had a fire in his chest, calmed down after hearing the song. He didn't rush to search the different female creatures in the bar, instead, he sat at the bar and asked the bartender for a glass of ordinary whiskey.
The surrounding air was filled with the smell of perfume and alcohol. Yang Chen quietly sat at the corner of the bar and sipped the amber liquid while listening to all sorts of flirting and talking. Yang Chen enjoyed this emotional environment.
However, the silence didn't last for long. From another dark corner of the bar, a woman in a blue dress slowly walked out. Her skin was fair, her calves were long and slender, and her figure was graceful and compact. It was just that with her light makeup, her exquisite facial features seemed to be outlined with ink. She had a delicate yet classical elegance to her. Her long black hair was slightly curled at the end and she wore two silver earrings on her earrings. Her temperament resembled that of a famous European and American model who had just gotten off work. The only difference was that her figure was a little too small.
This was a woman that people would easily fall in love with the moment they met. Her beauty wasn't breathtaking enough to make your heart race, but it was hard to refuse.
"Sir, may I be fortunate enough to receive your invitation to have a drink?" The woman raised the glass in her hand and raised her head gracefully. She drained the remaining mint wine in the cup in one gulp, then placed the empty glass on the bar and looked at Yang Chen with a smile.
Not only do men hunt for prey, women also hunt for prey.
It wasn't the first time Yang Chen was treated as a prey, so he wasn't uncomfortable. He smiled calmly and snapped his fingers towards the young bartender at the side.
"May I ask what Miss needs?" The bartender asked the woman directly.
"BrandyAlexander Cocktail." A fluent London accent came out of the woman's mouth naturally. She didn't sound like she was showing off, as if she was supposed to speak that way.
"What?" The young bartender obviously didn't speak good English.
"Brandy Alexander, or Alexandra." Yang Chen kindly helped the bartender.
The bartender had seen a lot of situations, so after thanking Yang Chen, he smiled apologetically at the woman and started mixing the wine smoothly.
When the woman held the cocoa coloured wine in her hand, she looked at Yang Chen with appreciation, "Sorry, I was overseas for the past few years, so I don't know much about some of the names in China. However, very few people know the name Alesandora, it seems that you know a lot about wine."
Wu said to the woman, "In memory of King Edward VII of England and his wedding to Queen Alexander, many women like this cocktail as a gift to the Queen. If you want to touch women, then men know, it's nothing special."
"But of the men that came in, you're the only one who didn't look for a woman."
"I'm not looking for you, but you've come too, haven't you?" Yang Chen chuckled.
The woman looked at Yang Chen for a while and suddenly stretched out her white and delicate hands, "I'm Anxin."
"A very special interpretation." Not only did this woman look to be in line with his needs, even her way of speaking and taste were very suitable for a night of pleasure. Yang Chen reached out his hand and gave Anxin a simple handshake, "Yang Chen, when you need to write my name, I will tell you which two words it is."
"Your interpretation is more special, but much more interesting than other men's." Anxin playfully blinked. "Congratulations, you've piqued my interest."
"What interest?" Yang Chen said, "You know about my body structure? We can get to know each other, if you want to trade equitably. "
Anxin didn't care about the obvious suggestion, "I doubt that you are the real you when you say such words. This is my interest. To put it simply, I want to see if the man in front of me can meet my requirements for a close male partner. "
"Miss Ann, the truth in this world often doesn't exist. If you're willing, I think it's best for you to use your woman's keen intuition to judge." Yang Chen looked up and down boldly at Anxin. It seemed that she also needed to do something, so she could say a lot.
Anxin tilted her head, her supple hair slightly covering the intoxicating red color that was exuding from drinking wine. She breathed out like orchids, her eyes misty as she asked, "Can you explain it? I don't understand what Mr. Yang means."
Yang Chen felt helpless towards this thoughtful woman. She had already made it clear that she was going to spend the night with him. She wanted to know more, but the atmosphere needed to be maintained, so she asked, "Does Miss Ann know about the inventor of the radio?"
"Anyone who has read a book knows that, Marconi." Anxin frowned slightly. This line of thinking had quite a bit to it, but she was intelligent as well. She asked, "Is that not the truth?"
"From what most countries in the Western world know, it was indeed Marconi who invented the radio. But in Russian textbooks it had always been Popov, and in Germany it was Hertz, and in America it was Dreyfus. For example, the Russia s Popov was able to develop a radio system decades earlier than Marconi. However, due to the funding problem of 1000 roubles, the Russia Army immediately rejected the great invention that they thought was a delusion. Hence, Marconi would only get the Nobel Prize decades later. "
Anxin looked at Yang Chen, and as waves of light flowed, she chuckled, "Mr. Yang, although I don't know if what you said is true or not." But no man has ever said such a thing to me in a bar, in an ambiguous atmosphere. "
Yang Chen took a sip of the wine, he held the wine cup in his hand and shook it lightly, "It doesn't matter, I don't know if Miss Ann likes it?"
Anxin suddenly bent forward and leaned close to Yang Chen's face. Her moist and cool cherry lips kissed Yang Chen's cheek. She then smiled coquettishly and said, "Congratulations, tonight I belong to you."
"Glad to be of service." Yang Chen put down his wine cup and finally succeeded in pretending. He grabbed Anxin's wrist with one hand and prepared to leave the bar.
But at this moment, four or five strong men in suits suddenly barged in. Each of them looked anxious. When they saw Yang Chen holding Anxin's hand in a intimate manner, all of them showed their anger.
"Miss Ann, please come back with us." The leading man in black said, not allowing any disobedience.
The customers in the bar felt the situation tense up and stopped talking to watch what was about to happen.
Anxin glanced at the few men in black, then looked back at Yang Chen with a calm face. Seeing that Yang Chen did not have any expression of fear, she showed an appreciative expression, "It seems that passing my test is not enough. Mr. Yang, do you choose to give up your pitiful little sheep, or to become a knight who draws his spear and enters the battlefield?"
Yang Chen secretly sighed in his heart. As expected, good women are not so easy to get, but once he's interested, there's no trouble nor trouble. He smiled playfully at Anxin, "If Miss Anxin can give me a kiss of blessings, I think tonight we will have an unforgettable time."
Without the slightest hesitation, Anxin was like a noble girl in love. She elegantly wrapped her arms around Yang Chen's neck and kissed him hot and wet on the side of her face. Before she left, she drew a wet line on Yang Chen's face with the tip of her warm tongue.
"Fight bravely, my knight." Anxin let go of Yang Chen's neck and retreated behind him.
The few black-clothed men were already angered. The leading man stared at Yang Chen fiercely, "Young man, you will regret what you did tonight forever."
Yang Chen sneered and leisurely picked up his wine cup from the bar counter. Without any warning, he poured all his remaining wine onto the man.
The leader didn't expect Yang Chen to use the insulting method of pouring wine the moment he arrived. He couldn't dodge it in time, and half of his suit was stained with wine.
"You're courting death!"
The leading man cursed and rushed forward to give Yang Chen a punch.
Yang Chen calmly received the punching bag that seemed very powerful to others. His hand lightly grabbed the man's wrist, and before the man could use his other hand, Yang Chen forcibly twisted the man's arm to an exaggerated angle!
The man who was about to resist screamed out loud. His entire body involuntarily followed the twisted arm and played the role of a top in front of Yang Chen.
Behind Yang Chen, Anxin's eyes lit up as she looked at Yang Chen's leisurely back and was pleasantly surprised.
The other men in black finally realized that something was wrong and shouted loudly. They were about to attack Yang Chen.
"I'll return it to you." Yang Chen suddenly grabbed the other arm of the man in his hand and threw him to the side like he was playing with a rag doll.
A man close to two meters in height smashed into the rest like a long rod!
Seeing the tall and strong men in black all fall, everyone present was shocked. How could this man's strength be this strong!?
"Let's go and get a room." Yang Chen grabbed Anxin's hand and walked out of the bar calmly while stepping on some screaming men in black.