The Trouble-Making Duo

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Kingfisher Bar, a famous gay bar in D District Zicui Star. This is a free zone where people from all walks of life with special interests gather.

The black device inside Mu Fan's watch was already engrossed in exploring the Zicui Star network, completely unaware of what was happening here without receiving any inquiries from Mu Fan.

This was his second time entering a bar. The first time was to track down the Gedio Bar in the Second City District Luoqie Star. At that time, he didn't have many opportunities to experience bar life. Now, before the big exam, he had the opportunity to enter again, and the boy's curiosity was piqued.

Walking down the long corridor, Mu Fan could see occasional scrutinizing glances cast from the shadows. He frowned, clearly disliking the feeling of being watched.

"Where are the beauties? Where are the long-legged beauties? Where are the bikini-clad beauties? It's all just big men." The fat man muttered to himself as he looked around. He then saw a burly man giving him a scrutinizing look. The fat man glared back at him, and the burly man with the tattoo on his arm was taken aback for a moment, then gave a meaningful smile.

"They're sick!" The fat man felt that several people he saw after coming in looked quite ill.

"Can any kind of jerk just walk into the bar on Zicui Star?" Brother Fatty to himself, his mind brimming with complaints.

"Could it be that it's not midnight yet? The girls haven't arrived." The fat man finally realized, and silently gave himself a thumbs up.

"Please have a seat, gentlemen. What would you like to drink?" The handsome waiter finally led the two to a relatively quiet seat and asked in a low voice.

"Bring out the specialties!" The fat man plopped down on the sofa and waved his hand with a very dashing air.

"Alright! Lava Desert, Orchid Purple Chrysanthemum! Is that alright, sir?" the waiter asked, bowing.

"Alright, hurry up and get on it!" The fat man waved his hand, secretly pleased with himself when he saw the admiring look in Mu Fan's eyes. He thought to himself, "I'll totally crush you in this area, hahaha."

Two glasses of wine were quickly served. The fat man picked up the glass, which was fiery red with hints of apricot, took a small sip, and his eyes lit up. He praised, "It tastes great! It's fiery at first, then a touch of sweetness appears, and the aftertaste is quite strong. It's really good!"

Mu Fan also picked up his wine glass and took a sip. The initial sourness followed by sweetness and the refreshing coolness made him squint his eyes.

As the two were enjoying their drinks, the fat man looked around boredly and muttered under his breath, "There's no one to liven things up." As if hearing the fat man's thoughts, the lights in the bar suddenly dimmed, and then two beams of light shone on the stage.

"My dear friends, it's been a long time! I'm your good friend Kaka! Today's exciting program is about to begin, and your beloved little ones will soon appear before you. Stay tuned!"

The lights went out again, and everyone remained silent in the darkness for three seconds. At this moment, the fat man was completely unaware that Mu Fan's expression had become particularly interesting.

"Thump!" "Thump!" "Thump!" Three lights shone!

Three muscular men in overalls, their toned upper bodies exposed, appeared on stage, instantly eliciting cheers from the audience. The fat man was stunned; something seemed off.

At the same time, loud music started playing, "Oh oh!~" He lifted the straps with both hands and let go, leaving the muscular man with only red shorts and black socks.

A collective scream erupted in the bar, and the men below whistled, igniting the atmosphere to a fever pitch with the music.

"... Pfft." The fat man spat out a mouthful of Lava Desert before he could even swallow it.

Then the fat man and Mu Fan with grim expressions, exchanged a glance. Mu Fan, in particular, was deeply hurt. His innocent and naive heart had been wounded beyond measure, and having seen blood on his hands, he was now truly bewildered.

"Fatty..." Mu Fan's lips twitched as he spoke.

"Don't ask me, I want to be alone." The fat man covered his face.

"Hurry up and let us see your butts!" the audience shouted excitedly at the three muscular men swaying on stage, and the three male dancers turned around in a flamboyant manner.

Another scream erupted from the crowd.

Mu Fan had completely lost his appetite for drinking; the scene made him feel nauseous. The fat man next to him hadn't touched his glass since spitting out that cocktail.

"Shall we go?" The two exchanged a glance and prepared to leave with their luggage. The Brother Fatty really wanted to find a tree to knock himself unconscious; he was too ashamed to face anyone.

Mu Fan was extremely relieved that he hadn't heard Black's voice yet; thankfully, that talkative Black wasn't around.

"Handsome young man, want a drink?" Suddenly, a magnetic male voice with a strange charm rang out, and a purple shirt appeared, with an elegant hand resting on the back of the chair behind Mu Fan.

A man in a purple shirt appeared before them. His perfectly groomed O-shaped mustache added to his masculine sex appeal. He was about thirty years old and was watching the two of them with considerable interest.

The fat man got goosebumps all over his body. The two of them had come to a gay bar and were even hit on. Another chill ran down his spine, and the fat man sat on the sofa, trembling so much that he couldn't stand up.

To everyone's surprise, the man in the purple shirt didn't even look at him; instead, he stared at Mu Fan with obvious interest.

With his back to the man, Mu Fan glanced back at the fat man opposite him, his face turning grim, after seeing the fat man's convulsing expression. His hair stood on end. Mu Fan stood up, staring at the man in front of him, suppressing the urge to punch him in the face, and said coldly:

"Roll!"

"What? How dare you disrespect Dragon Bro!" Upon hearing Mu Fan's clear "Get lost," the people behind them walked over in shock and anger, surrounding Mu Fan and his companion.

"Handsome young man, since you're at Kingfisher Bar, you should give me Ye Long, some face. How about this, spend the night with me, and I won't hold it against you." The man in the purple shirt raised an eyebrow, becoming increasingly interested in this little daisy.

The fat man stammered, "I'm sorry... we... went to the wrong place, we'll... leave now."

The man in the purple shirt seemed to notice the fat man only then, raised an eyebrow with amusement, and said, word by word, "You're going to leave after you've finished cursing? Heh, then I probably won't be able to stay here any longer."

The thugs watching from the side burst into laughter. These two teenagers probably weren't going anywhere today. Dragon Bro was clearly interested in that handsome kid. Why was he pretending when he came here?

Mu Fan raised his head and looked at Dragon Bro, his eyes filled with a flicker of emotion, a strong urge that he could barely control and wanted to punch him.

It was obvious that Dragon Bro had misunderstood. In his eyes, the little daisy in front of him was about to give in, and her eyes were still very bright and black. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.

Mu Fan felt acid reflux in his stomach, and then suddenly let go of the luggage he was holding, which fell heavily onto the sofa.

"You've already compromised?"

"Dragon Bro is so lucky."

"The little daisy needs to be loved."

The whispers and laughter of his underlings around him did not escape Mu Fan's ears. Mu Fan clenched his fist with a crack and suddenly said, word by word.

"Get out of here."

With a loud bang, the sound of a wine bottle exploding rang out. One of the henchmen smashed a bottle of red wine, and the shards of glass were aimed directly at Mu Fan.

Mu Fan clenched his fists, unable to hold back any longer. He twisted his shoulder and threw a punch.

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