Chapter 1461 Drunk
Zhang Ying and others didn't know that the "time" they thought was as abundant as game version updates, just like they didn't know how anxious Gu Qing, the head of the "Cosmic Adventure" production team, was about time.
February 27th.
When darkness fell in the game, some players hugged the graceful female character. After some fantasies, they sighed in a low voice: "This cup developed by Wangyi still doesn't have the warmth of a real person." Then he slowly fell asleep. There are also players who have just gotten off work from their real jobs and seamlessly connect to the game character's night shift.
"The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find beauty."
During the day, he is a business elite in suits and ties, but at this time he is already DJing in a nightclub.
The manic music and drum beats, under the wildly shaking light and shadow, seem to have a sense of life called restlessness. The men and women eating and drinking on the dance floor were like puppets being manipulated, indulging their bodies.
Dance to the music and let your heart desire.
Sudden.
"ah!!!"
The sharp and harsh shouts aroused the impatience of many people.
"Who drank too much? There was such a loud noise in the toilet. Even though it's a game, it shouldn't be like this."
"Aren't the areas where the game is released all areas with relatively good security? Why are there people shouting in this nightclub all day long? I'm really speechless. Isn't it clear?"
"Can't you drink less?"
This impatience goes as quickly as it comes.
The exciting music will not stop because of the influence of one or two people.
Nightclubs are a place to release inner pressure. Although there are no prohibited businesses in the game, human beings have a heart that loves to dance and be unrestrained.
Usually this kind of harsh sound will stop after ringing a few times, but today's nightclub seems to be even more "unrestrained" than usual.
A beautiful woman wearing a white shirt with a light-colored short skirt suddenly stood up from the booth, then covered her mouth and squinted her eyes and ran towards the toilet.
As one of the bartenders of this nightclub, she knew the closest location to the toilet, and she also knew that the liquid she drank was definitely not a normal fake wine.
And in the booth behind her enchanting figure, there was a man shouting impatiently: "Is that okay? Didn't you bring this bottle of horse head? Is this the amount of alcohol you can drink?"
Next to this man, there is a woman with heavy makeup wearing smoky makeup.
She crossed her legs and inserted her right hand into the man's elbow very skillfully.
"Oh, Brother Wang~ Xiaolan just came to our store, she is still a newcomer. You have a lot, little sister, let me have a drink with you~"
Although the wine is fake, in terms of business procedures, this bottle of wine is sold to customers, so this woman with heavy makeup has to ask for the customer's permission before picking up the wine glass.
This may also be one of the professional ethics in this industry.
Wang Lei originally had a somewhat bored expression, but after hearing this situation, he said with a playful face: "Are you here just now? It seems like she doesn't come out to play often. Come drink, you drink three drinks, and she comes over Two more drinks and I’ll have another bottle!”
At the same time, he picked up the cigarette from the wine table, put it back into his pocket, and then looked dangerously at the woman with heavy makeup next to him.
As a nightclub veteran, the woman naturally knew what kind of person she encountered today.
Fortunately, although the wine in the store is fake, it is not the kind of garbage that will send you to the hospital after drinking it.
He casually glanced at the wine bottles on the table and already calculated his commission in his mind.
As long as you pinch your nose and take a few sips, then run to the toilet to vomit it out, you will still get more than a thousand commissions tonight no matter how bad you are.
With this idea in mind, the woman with heavy makeup confidently patted her breasts, which she had spent thousands of dollars on, causing a trembling ripple.
Then he picked up the wine glass.
Under the dazzling lights, the color of the wine was indistinguishable.
But the pungent smell is still so unpleasant.
Even so, the woman still raised her head and drank it all.
Gulu!
despair!
The empty wine glass hit the table.
"Okay! Good drinker! I'll fill it up for you!"
The empty wine glass has just been filled.
The woman was about to continue drinking it all when she suddenly felt an uncomfortable feeling in her abdomen, and then this uncomfortable feeling suddenly rushed to her throat.
vomit!
Quickly covering her mouth with her hands, the woman with heavy makeup shook her head apologetically to the man beside her, then hurriedly picked up the small bag in her left hand and rushed to the toilet.
As soon as she rushed into the toilet, she lay directly on the sink.
vomit!
vomit! …
When others listen to it, they will feel the sound of their stomach churning, accompanied by the sour and even fermented taste, and even a rancid taste.
What was different from before was that just after the woman vomited herself, she found that her stomach was still churning.
The unpleasant smell is getting stronger and stronger.
Making her unable to stop vomiting.
The woman's lowered head was getting closer and closer to the sink, almost touching the dirt at the bottom of the sink.
The sour and sour smell went straight to her nose.
Plop.
The woman fell limply on the cold floor of the toilet, and in the cubicle not far from her, there were already three similarly "drunk girls."
Their eyes were closed, their faces were bloodless, and their bodies were emitting black smoke visible to the naked eye.
The cold tap water was still flowing. It wet the drunk woman's hair, and then flowed to the ground very quickly.
Light black smoke rose from the bar.
Along with the black smoke is a faint sour smell. Although it is not as pungent as vomit, it can still make those who smell it feel dizzy.
A guy with dreadlocks on the outer circle of the dance floor, after a fierce but devoid of any technical background, suddenly felt a disgusting smell coming from his nose and almost couldn't breathe.
"Grass grass? What is it? What kind of garbage smell? It disgusts me to death!"
The young man waved his arms to dispel the smell and walked out quickly with a frown on his face.
But after taking a few steps, his body trembled a few times, then his legs suddenly went weak and he fell to the ground.
More and more people smell this special smell in nightclubs.
But at the beginning, some people could make a sound and curse the smell, but after a while, not only were there no scolding people, many people were dancing and dancing one second, and then fell to their knees and collapsed on the ground the next.
The black mist that was originally thin began to thicken as more and more people fell to the ground.
The doors, windows, and even drainage pipes and phone lines of the nightclub were all closed and isolated at some point. Even the WiFi signal and the network signal of the game world were all cut off.
The wall of the nightclub is like a barrier that cannot be penetrated by any information or material, blocking everything.
