2175: C2175 Death

C2175 Death

Hattori Shaya was unable to say anything.

She couldn't change this matter at all.

He could only hope that Han Zhen could solve the problem of Blood Tribe as soon as possible.

"This way, please." Hattori Shaya didn't pursue this matter too much.

Han Zhen was right behind Hattori Shaya.

Because of Hattori Shaya's appearance, many people in the surrounding area peeked at her. Fortunately, Hattori Shaya had an ice-cold temperament and seemed to be no ordinary person. No one chose to go up and strike up a conversation with her.

This made Han Zhen have less trouble.

"Right here." Hattori Shaya led Han Zhen into a bar that looked dark.

Whether it was the decorations or the customer's attire, they all had the appearance of intentionally disguising themselves as evil.

There were also many other guests who were dressed similar to the demons in the Neon and legends.

This was also a way for many people to release their psychological stress.

Han Zhen and Hattori Shaya seemed out of place.

As soon as he walked into the bar, he immediately attracted the attention of many people. Many people were trying to guess their identities.

"What would you like to drink?" the bartender who was mixing the wine asked curiously.

"I'm looking for your boss." Hattori Shaya took out a document. This was the document that they used when they were on mission.

When the bartender saw the ID, he was immediately surprised and asked carefully, "May I ask if you have any business with our boss?"

"I just want to ask you a few things." Hattori Shaya said lightly.

"Alright!" The bartender saw that the two of them didn't seem to have any malicious intentions, "Our boss rarely appears for social calls. He's currently resting backstage."

"Then please let us know. We want to see him." Hattori Shaya glanced at Han Zhen and immediately said to the bartender.

The bartender felt a little awkward, "I'll contact him first."

Hattori Shaya frowned slightly, but still said, "As soon as possible."

Instead of going backstage, the bartender took out his phone and dialed.

The phone beeped.

The bartender was a bit embarrassed, "I'm sorry, but there's no answer."

Hattori Shaya couldn't wait any longer. "Then please take us backstage to find your boss."

The bartender shivered. "Well, I can't do that. Our boss keeps a strict watch on anyone who goes backstage without permission. Otherwise, we will be in for it! "

The bartender did not dare to continue.

Hattori Shaya had already realized that there was something scary backstage.

If this was the reason, then he had to find the other party.

Just as Hattori Shaya was about to enter the backstage directly, Han Zhen suddenly asked, "Your boss has been backstage all this time and has never left?"

"Yes!" The bartender nodded, then he was a bit confused by Han Zhen's identity, "May I ask who you are?"0

Han Zhen wouldn't answer this question at all, "If he never showed up, then the person who died backstage must be your boss!"

The bartender was stunned for a moment. Without saying anything further, he immediately rushed to the backstage.

"Mr Han, the other party is already dead?" Hattori Shaya's heart tightened.

"Yes!" Han Zhen immediately used his Spiritual Sense when the bartender tried to shove him around.

In the Spiritual Sense, there was a young man backstage. His face was painted with exaggerated makeup, as if he was pale in the face of the world.

Now he lay on the sofa, shriveled and shriveled.

His eyes were wide open, and there was no longer any blood on his body.

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