When Han Xiaohan and Zhou Xiong arrived at the bar, it was 10:00 noon and it was half closed. The bar's business hours were the opposite of those of ordinary consumption places. It was closed during the day and open all night. During the day, there was plenty of light, and the bar was still quite bright, with less haze and more sunshine.
At the round table near the bar, six people were playing poker with great interest. They looked to be in their twenties. Behind the bar, two people were standing. One was washing cups, and the other was shaking dice with a black bamboo tube. When the door opened, Zhou Xiong came over first. The man who wanted the dice didn't even raise his head and said mechanically, "Sorry, it's closed now. Come back after 6pm!"
"After six?" Zhou Xiong laughed loudly, walked to the bar, put his big hands on the counter, and said, "I can't seem to wait that long."
"Nobita?" Upon hearing the voice, several people in the bar stopped what they were doing at the same time, turned around or looked up in surprise, and saw the appearance of the person who came, and shouted in surprise: "Oh my God, why are you here?" "When did you arrive? Why didn't you call in advance?!" The young man who was shaking the dice put down the bamboo tube, held the bar with one hand, and jumped out directly from inside, gave him a big hug, patted his broad back, and said with a smile on his face: "I didn't expect that Nobita would finally come out, haha!"
"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth!" Zhou Xiong punched the young man on the shoulder, then turned around and pointed, smiling: "I'm not the only one, look who's behind me?"
"Xiao Fang? Ha... Haha!" The young man patted his forehead, shook his head and sighed: "Oh my god, what day is today? It seems that our 'Ant Army' is about to gather together!"
Cheng Fang walked in slowly with his hands in his pockets. He looked around with great pride, nodded calmly, and said, "Although there are still a few people missing, since I'm here, it doesn't matter whether they come or not."
"You guy, you are still so arrogant!" A tall and thin young man with big eyes who was playing poker walked up to him, hugged his neck, and was naturally excited.
The young man who was washing the cups had already put down his work. He wiped his hands and said with a smile: "Otherwise, why would he be called 'Stinky Little Fang'!"
"Hehe!" Cheng Fang laughed strangely, "Xiao Zhan, are your injuries all healed?"
The young man who was washing cups waved his powerful fist and said confidently: "I feel like I can kill an elephant with one punch now!"
At this time, the young man finally noticed that there was a stranger in the bar. His skin was white, so white that it lacked blood color. He was wearing a beige casual outfit, which made him look unspeakably chic and elegant. Looking up, he saw long and delicate eyebrows that flew diagonally into his temples. Below were a pair of phoenix eyes that were bright and energetic, flashing with a stream of light from time to time. He was secretly surprised. When you look at a person, you should look at his eyes. When he saw this person's eyes, he immediately realized that this person was not simple. He smiled slightly and asked, "Nobita, did you bring your friends here? Why don't you introduce them to me!"
Zhou Xiong slapped his forehead and laughed, "Look at my memory. I was so happy that I forgot about my new friend." He turned around and pulled Han Xiaohan, who was standing at the door, in front of everyone and said proudly, "This is my new friend, Han Xiaohan!" Seeing everyone's suspicious faces, Cheng Fang told them in detail what happened in front of the station. Zhou Xiong also added, "Xiaohan's knife is the fastest I have ever seen, even faster than Xiaoxiao's knife. Take a look." Fearing that everyone would not believe him, he pulled half of his clothes and said with conviction, "We were five steps away at the time, but I didn't even see how he used the knife and how he cut my clothes."