บท 322: The German Sun

 Everyone there was much more fierce and irritable, not just because of the alcohol, but also because of their own characteristics.

 A guy with long hair standing like a snake had been provoking Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei for a long time.

 As a frequent patron, he knew that people would hit on him if he stood in the spotlight.

 He was clever enough to find a place near the counter.

 He was right. After a couple of songs, there was quarrel in the hall. The crowd parted, leaving space for a person rolling out ahead and another one chasing them.

 They knew the rules well. They had their fight by the edge of the room, automatically avoiding the counter.

 The crowd gathered again, paying no attention to the follow-up. Even the security staff standing by just cast an indifferent glance at them and turned their heads around.