Chapter 12 Snow Gate Bar

Ye Chunying, who has always liked to watch gunfight movies, had a pale face. She looked at the bullet marks at the door not far away in front of her. After a while, she said tremblingly: Then... is that... a sniper rifle?

I guess so.

Han Yuliang had just tried hard and sat on the ground in a rather embarrassing manner with her. He was annoyed and secretly wrote a note to the opponent who didn't know where, temporarily letting go of her hand, trying to look at the situation.

Don't!

Ye Chunying was panicked and hurriedly pulled his arm, shook her head and said, "I will die."

The enemy is in the dark, and I am in the bright, so it is indeed quite unfavorable to go out rashly, but you can hide in it and wait. I am afraid that no one will come to save them in places like the black street.

As soon as the bullet was shot, the wandering people at the door disappeared completely like magic tricks. I don’t know how skillful they are.

Get up, let's go from the other side.

A real man can bend and stretch, and after this era came, Han Yuliang was not too angry, so he grabbed Ye Chunying's hand and prepared to retreat from behind the building.

There is no door there, only windows with anti-theft nets installed.

However, Han Yuliang would not take that kind of guardrail seriously.

Ye Chunying grabbed his hand and suddenly felt a pain in her ankle. Only then did she realize that she had just retreated and sprained her ankle.

The pain was actually quite unbearable, but when she saw the bullet landing just now, she was really worried about Han Yuliang's safety, and she thought that the evil man who caused him to lose his memory came again. She thought that she would never stay for a long time, so she insisted on gritting her teeth and stood up straight, reluctantly holding his arm, and followed him to the back of the building first.

Several women in the corridor looked at each other, but no one dared to come out.

Too many things happened in the chicken coop this night. I don’t know how many prostitutes who haven’t left the house are canceling their business or taking leave to not go to the table.

Han Yuliang walked behind and saw that Sister Qin's body was still there, the ambulance and police car had arrived, and there were still people watching the fun. His neck was stretched longer than the other, just like the ducks being snatched.

He felt disgusted and turned around and walked towards the window at the end of the corridor with Ye Chunying.

It's much quieter outside here, but there is a high wall, less than half a meter away from the window.

As soon as he arrived, Han Yuliang realized why Ye Chunying seemed particularly close at this moment, and almost half of her weight was lingering on him.

It's not a time to throw yourself into your arms. He frowned, turned his face and looked at him while walking, and then stopped and stood still. Did you twist your feet?

Ye Chunying was sweating heavily on her forehead, nodded, and hurriedly added: It doesn’t matter, let’s go back to the clinic first, and I will deal with it after I go back.I can't stay here anymore, Brother Han, let's go first.

Han Yuliang looked at her and thought to himself that he had finally read the wrong person this time.

He first let go of Ye Chunying's hand and asked her to stand on the wall. He rushed to the window with one step, turned his head and saw that there was no one in the corridor at this moment. He opened it and slapped it out with a palm.

With a click, the entire rusty anti-theft guardrail and fixed iron bolts broke out of the wall and fell to the ground with a bang.

Han Yuliang turned around and leaned over to pick up Ye Chunying, who was stunned. Before someone came out to be curious, he flew to the windowsill and used Ling Xutiantong's superior light skills. He floated like a wind, and took her over the high wall and fell silently to the ground.

After Ye Chunying soared into the air, she hugged Han Yuliang's neck tightly. She didn't dare to let go after it landed. Her face was white and her red lips trembled slightly. She didn't squeeze out a word for a long time.

Of course, Han Yuliang would not miss this great opportunity. He lowered his head and pecked on her lips, and smiled and said: Why, the hero was so scared that he had just taken you to use light skills once?

The blood finally returned to her face with shyness. She hurriedly let go and turned her head, whispering: How could I know you are so powerful, just like... I'm hanging up with a Wia.

What is that?Can it fly by hanging it?

Go out first and go out to get a taxi at the intersection.I'll tell you again on the way.

Ye Chunying gritted her teeth and landed on the ground, holding his arm high and low, leading the way. At this moment, Yixin just wanted to leave first.

After explaining what Wiya meant in the back seat of the taxi, Ye Chunying had time to ask: Brother Han, can you... still remember who was chasing you?

How could Han Yuliang forget? It’s just that those people are still in the old era, and there is no chance to catch up. I can roughly think of some. I think this shot should not be because of me.

Ah?What is that?

Because I protect you.

Han Yuliang didn't say it earlier, just to seek credit for the sake of the moment without showing any intention. He immediately got closer, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and told her everything that had dealt with ten people that night.

Just... because... because he misunderstood you and I live in the same place, ten people came to kill you?

Ye Chunying couldn't believe it, but her trust in Han Yuliang was increasing day by day during this period, and that Brother Song did not appear again and was inexplicably missing.

In addition, although Zhang Xinzhuo and Zhang San's Young Master Zhang were always polite in front of her, she felt intuition that it was not just the rumors about Xinyang Trading that made her uneasy. Once she was stared by Zhang San's Young Master, she would feel chills behind her for no reason.

I'm afraid I'm not just killing me, but also taking you away.Mr. Zhang San hasn't come to see you again during this period, right?His opinion of you must have changed.

Han Yuliang pressed against her forehead and whispered, "I am also a man, I can roughly guess what he thinks."It's all my fault for lied to him, I'm sorry.

Han Yuliang didn't say this, Ye Chunying might have a little bit of complaint. Han Yuliang took the initiative to say it, and she naturally frowned and said: You are also trying to help me to help you solve the situation. How can you blame you?It is clearly... it is wrong for the third young master.I did nothing at all, why did it seem like I offended him in the end?

He felt that you were ungrateful and was so angry that you were embarrassed.

Han Yuliang thought in his mind that the place of Hei Street was actually quite chaotic, which was quite suitable for him to hide from an unknown person, but if Ye Chunying was afraid, it would be better to take care of her safety first, and then said, Chunying, do you have any relatives outside? If you can't, just go and avoid the limelight. What?

Ye Chunying looked dark and she said softly: I... I am just myself, no relatives from far and near.

Han Yuliang had already guessed a little bit, and those long-tongued women who came to see a doctor on weekdays also provided a lot of information. He mentioned this just to make Ye Chunying feel that he had not used all his scheming on her, and said with the flow: Or take the money he earned this time, go to another place first, and wait for the storm to pass, what about it?

Ye Chunying lowered her head and thought for a while, and said softly: But I can't leave. I have a commission agreement. I have not worked in this clinic for five years and cannot leave.I... have to be worthy of the money I have to support me as old as I can and can provide for my schooling.

Han Yuliang was waiting for this result. His eyes lit up and his voice pressed lower. He said in Ye Chunying's ear: Then, let's find a way to solve the problem of the third young master, and it will take care of it once and for all. How about it?

You...you mean...to kill him?

Seeing that her lips had a little bloody color, Han Yuliang frowned and said: I am the hero Ah, the hero is the one who eliminates the harm to the people. Isn’t this just a means?I want to send it to the government, but you don’t say that the six doors in this place are no longer useful.

Ye Chunying bit her lower lip and hesitated for a moment. Suddenly she sat upright as if she thought of something. She reached out and patted the driver in front of her on the shoulder. Master, let's change the place and take us to the snow lobby bar. Thank you.

Your ankle is still injured, won’t you go back to the clinic?

She shook her head firmly with a clear look of expectation. I have been here for more than half a year and have heard of many things in the bar, but I have never been to it.I think I should go there tonight.As for the ankles, let’s talk about them later.

As she said this, she tried to use force on her feet, but her teeth were slightly white with pain, and she sniffed gently.

Han Yuliang bent down and lowered his head, stretched out his big palm and grabbed her delicate ankle. After pondering for a moment, he said: Chunying, bear it.

Seeing that his head was almost stretched into his skirt, Ye Chunying hurriedly said nervously: Brother Han, do you... want to help me deal with it?

Well, otherwise you would be embarrassed to let me hold it all the time, and it would be too hard to walk with the pain.

Han Yuliang slowly moved his strength in his palm and said softly, it would hurt a little, you can hold it back.

Ye Chunying quickly pursed her lips and nodded.

Han Yuliang knew that the bones were not injured, but the tendons and meridians were misaligned and the accumulation of swelling. He first used his true qi to slowly pull the joints. After confirming the alignment, he pinched them hard, and then all of them were reset with a slap.

Ye Chunying trembled in pain, and tears burst out from her eyes, but she held back and didn't even make a slight humming. She only gasped for a few breaths and asked in a low voice: Brother Han, are you okay?

Han Yuliang smiled approvingly and stood up and said: Okay, you can get a basin of hot water when you go back. I'll massage you, and you'll be fine tonight.

Ye Chunying's face suddenly filled with clouds and she said shyly: No, Brother Han, teach me how to do it, I'll do it myself.

You haven't learned the breathing method I told you yet, and it's useless to let you come.

Han Yuliang said seriously, Chunying, you are a doctor, are you still embarrassed about this?

Ye Chunying hesitated for a long time and had to whisper: Well, then... I'll bother you, Brother Han.

As he was talking, the car stopped. The driver turned off the messy dance music in the car, rolled down the window and turned his head to spit out the gum, and said with a beep: It's here, seventeen.

Ye Chunying flipped the bag and paid the bill, Han Yuliang picked up the first aid kit and got off the bus one after another.

After getting off the car, Han Yuliang saw the snow corridor.

The signboard light is very light blue. Han Yuliang, who has mastered the Chinese characters nowadays, can easily recognize the four characters written on it.

The doors are glass, and the walls are also large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the situation inside is clear at a glance.

It is completely different from the knowledge Han Yuliang learned by himself. It is very peaceful inside. There are no messy lights flashing, and there are no ghosts crying and howling songs. It is very bright and spacious. It is not so dim that only women can only see the shaking snow-white breasts, nor is it crowded so that there is no place to sit and twist.

He honestly expressed his doubts to Ye Chunying, and Ye Chunying said helplessly: Brother Han, you usually use that broken computer to sleep all night and watch something Ah... This is obviously a clean silence.

It's a quiet bar?

Well...it's almost the same.

Standing at the door and taking a deep breath twice, Ye Chunying held Han Yuliang's arm and walked in.

The tall waiter bowed to greet him. A beautiful and slightly older woman behind the bar was fiddling with bottles and jars. Two female waiters leaned against the bar and chatted. The one with a round face was covering her mouth and laughing like a trembling.

There is a small stage not far from the bar. A woman wearing denim shorts flip flops and a plaid shirt sitting on the chair, holding a cigarette in her mouth, holding a guitar to play with her while singing a very pleasant foreign song. She didn't know the pronunciation and looked like a sloppy posture that no one could understand. As the rhythm, the cigarette butts were also shaking up and down, shaking off a little extra dust from time to time.

All seats are protected without any trace of privacy, either separate card rooms, green vines like curtains, or simple screens painted with snow scenes.

A TV hung above the front of the bar, which was closed now, and a mural on the top of the wine cabinet behind the bar, and Han Yuliang's eyes finally fell on the painting.

Most of the people who come to this bar for the first time will look at the painting carefully for a while.

The elements of the flat-length mural are very simple, with a sparse snow field in the background, with the cold wind rippling with blizzards and raging.

A frost-white wolf stood under a dead tree. Looking back, the wolf's eyes were cold.

Han Yuliang looked at it for a while and smiled and said: Is this place where you put the wine to save ice?

Ye Chunying was not joking, so she looked around, chose a place nearby to sit down, took out her cell phone, and hurriedly called out.

The round-faced waiter ran over happily, bowed, handed the menu to the table, and said softly: What do you want?

Ye Chunying apologized and said first: Please wait and let me finish the phone call before I know.

The story about the snow lobby was mentioned by a familiar patient she had heard of. The uncle was very kind and as kind as most of the people she met in her previous life, so she believed that she would not be deceived.

But she didn't think she had the chance to use it at that time, so she didn't ask in detail. Now she was just cramming and had to call for help.

Hello, Uncle Chen, it is me, Xiaoye, Xiaoye from the clinic.

I am in the snow gallery now, and I want to order a special order. I don’t know what to do. Can you teach me quickly? The waiter is watching me at the table.

Han Yuliang scratched his face, feeling a little embarrassed.

However, the waitress seemed to see such things often, and she disagreed and still smiled and waited aside.

Well, okay, oh...oh, okay, this way Ah... I remember, thank you, thank you, Uncle Chen, that's annoying, I'll hang up first... Well, I did have some trouble, thank you for your concern, let's talk about it next time you come to Dr. Han to press your waist.Bye-Bye.

Ye Chunying put down her phone and hurriedly said: I want... um... I want to order, drink it.

The waitress smiled slightly, bent down and took out a row of cups, like magic tricks. She didn't even look at Han Yuliang, and looked at Ye Chunying and asked: Which cup do you want to use?

Ye Chunying reached out and picked up the cup with the blue rose eucalyptus on it without hesitation. She didn't say what to drink. She opened the menu and looked for Ah. She found a blue rose, pressed the cup upside down, held it with her hands nervously, and looked up at the waitress.

The waitress smiled and bowed and nodded, saying softly: I understand, then, please wait.

When the stranger left, Han Yuliang immediately leaned over the table and asked in a deep voice: What's going on?Did you learn the magical art from which teacher you are learning?

Ye Chunying almost laughed and couldn't help but pat his arm gently. What nonsense is this? I'm asking the snow gallery to do business seriously.They cannot directly entrust here, they can only use such secret codes.The three types of flowers correspond to three levels of reward, and the blue rose is the lowest, which means I can only give money.The yellow lily is the first grade, which means that I can pay from all my useful assets.Finally, there are black tulips, which means... I am willing to give everything, including myself.

Han Yuliang said thoughtfully and asked again: Why did the woman just now leave?

Because the snow gallery must first check the client's information, and then check the remuneration level you choose, and only accept it if you think it is appropriate.

Isn’t this just taking money and eliminating disasters with others?

He nodded and said, I did this when I first left the world.

What happened later?

Ye Chunying's eyes lit up and she asked hurriedly.

After all, it is rare for Han Yuliang to take the initiative to talk about his past.

But he smiled, touched his head, and said: I couldn't remember it later.Look at my broken head... it's really useless.

After waiting quietly for a while, the waitress quickly walked back and lowered her voice and said: Sorry, Doctor Ye, we will not accept your entrustment for the time being.

Ye Chunying was stunned, and there was no need to ask the other party how she knew who she was. She just said: What does it mean... not to answer for the time being?

The waitress took out a cup of black tulips, handed it to her, and smiled and said: If you are willing to use this cup, or if this gentleman is willing to use this cup, the people behind will be willing to talk to you.

Ye Chunying frowned slightly and said: Is it because... I don’t have money on hand, so can’t it?

The waitress just smiled and said: Sorry, I'm just a message. I don't know what it means.

Seeing Ye Chunying hesitating, Han Yuliang raised his lips and naturally refused to miss this opportunity to please her. After taking the cup, he opened a black tulip on the menu, pressed his hands down and said loudly: Is this good?

Brother Han!

Ye Chunying hurriedly pushed his hand.

But his hand was not something that could be pushed by such a young girl who could not breathe.

It doesn’t matter, Chunying, if the offer is too high and the negotiation cannot be reached, I will find another solution.

Then, please come with me.

After saying that, the waitress turned around and walked quickly towards a small door leading to the back of the corner.

Han Yuliang helped Ye Chunying up, followed him out, walked through a long corridor, turned upstairs, entered a spacious room, and sat on a soft leather sofa.

Please wait.

The waitress said and stepped back and closed the door.

Han Yuliang habitually looked around and looked for a way out in advance. Compared to the completely open decoration in the bar, it looked much more closed. There was only a small window, and it was still open in the corner close to the roof, blocking half of it by the air conditioner.

Seeing that no one had come yet, he simply asked curiously: Chunying, you were at the chicken coop and said you wanted to report the drug to Xuelang. Why Ah?Isn’t this place a money-based business?

Ye Chunying replied in a low voice: They also do free work, and there are several dead rules. If they are known, they will take action.One of them is to ban drugs in the black street area. Those who sell it here will be killed without asking the reason.This one is particularly famous, so I know, but I don’t know much about other things.It seems that there is still a normal living situation that does not overly affect the black street, but I think this should be a rumor, otherwise it would be impossible for no one to take it seriously.Look at the streets of hooligans and gangsters all over the streets, and they don’t care about anything they want to pay filial piety and protection fees.

They are not from the public.

Han Yuliang frowned and asked, "Have you paid the protection fee?"

Ye Chunying nodded and paid it in the first quarter, but the boss reimbursed the money and said it was a reasonable operating cost.That's a lot of money... It's great to raise my salary.

Then I won’t give it anymore, you keep it as a salary.

Han Yuliang snorted coldly, "From now on, I will protect you, and I will not charge you money."

Ye Chunying knew a little about his abilities, and knew that he was not boasting about himself. She lowered her head slightly and said softly: Brother Han, how long can you protect me?

There was already a hint of expectation in these words.

Han Yuliang is a tactful and considerate person, how could he not hear it? However, although he is good at stealing his heart, he never wants to use false lies to deceive the woman he likes. Knowing that if he expresses his long-term love at this moment, Ye Chunying will definitely plant the root of love, but he still said softly: Chunying, how can I make a promise in the future?If a real man cannot speak, he will be able to practice it. What kind of face can he stand between heaven and earth?

Ye Chunying raised her eyes slightly, looked at him and said: Brother Han, since that's the case, it's better to give the money you should give.Otherwise, when you leave, I will still go out with capital and profit.

At this moment, with a light sound, a small door with a disguised disguise opened on the side wall of the house, and a young girl walked out of the door, holding a silver-gray PDA (handheld computer) in her hand.

Han Yuliang's eyes lit up, and his bright eyes immediately swept her from head to toe.

Her slightly curly black hair was scattered on her shoulders, looking quite uneven, but she was a bit lazy and sexy in the mess. You can see that she only had an earring on one side, and the pendant was a small black skull.

She was also wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and her thin lips were painted into dark purple, which made her cool and bright face look particularly white and almost transparent.

The lush shirt only showed a little on the collar, and the dark purple formal jacket was paired with a black hip-covered skirt. The seductive black stockings wrapped around the long legs stretched out under the skirt, making the place outside her face look like a shadow that could be hidden at any time.

Seeing Ye Chunying being looked at by the woman, Han Yuliang cleared his throat and said with a smile: Is the girl the guide here?

The woman pushed her glasses upwards, took two steps back, leaned against the table, looked at Han Yuliang quietly for a moment, then smiled slightly, and said: Hello, Han Yuliang, I am Chen You, a member of the snow corridor, code-named "Ghost". I am very happy to know you.