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uncle Kun smiled faintly, said nothing, took out a lighter, lit the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and then took a deep drag. The spark of the cigarette butt instantly burned to the filter. Then, he exhaled in one breath. In the dim light of the cigarette butt, a long column of smoke slowly billowed out of his nose. His breath was very long and drawn out.
Chu Xun was stunned to see someone smoking like this. Then, uncle Kun flicked his finger, and the cigarette butt, carried by the sea breeze, "swooshed" out, extinguished instantly as it touched the sea spray carried by the wind.
He pointed to the flying cigarette butt and said, "It's nothing special. When I saw that you couldn't avoid it, I immediately flicked the cigarette butt in my hand, hitting his finger. The sparks from the cigarette butt seeped into his finger through the nail gap. His finger was burning with pain, so naturally he couldn't hold the dagger. But the spark only lasted for a short time, so he quickly came to his senses from the intense pain and grabbed the dagger again."
"It can't be that simple! Just a cigarette butt, how could it be so powerful!" Chu Xun said, half believing and half doubting.
"Others naturally can't do it, but that's the cigarette butt I threw out!" uncle Kun laughed heartily and continued, "This is related to the true energy you are currently practicing! In the future, when you can cultivate true energy to the point of being able to emit it externally, you might be able to achieve this level too."
"When will that be possible?" Chu Xun's heart leaped with excitement, and it showed in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"Don't worry, another ten or eight years, and it should be almost there!" uncle Kun laughed casually, casually responding, thinking to himself, "With this kid's special physique, three or five years is not impossible either."
"But I don't smoke either. Even if I practice to that level in the future, I won't be able to flick a cigarette butt at someone!" Chu Xun said with a bitter face.
"Hahaha!" uncle Kun laughed heartily with hands on hips, showing off his grand demeanor! Chu Xun immediately followed suit.
The two of them stayed on the seawall for a long time, until the sea breeze made their faces tight, their bodies shivering, and their hair messy like weeds. Only then did they huddle up, leave the seawall, and return to the bar.
Chu Xun went to the basement to tidy up, packed the dirty clothes, and then went home.
uncle Kun remained in the bar, wearing headphones and continuing to listen to music. After a while, the bar door made a soft clicking sound, and an old man walked in.
"Good evening, old buddy!" Kun took off his headphones and handed a bottle of wine to the old man.
The old man is another boss, who runs a coffee shop during the day. Kun is in charge of the bar business at night. The two of them don't meet every day.
"Did you call me over for something?" The old man took out an ice cube, put it in a glass, poured whiskey, sipped slowly, looked relaxed, and asked.
"Tonight, Chu Xun got into a fight with someone again!" Kun said.
The old man knew he hadn't finished speaking and gestured for him to continue.
"The kid who fought with Chu Xun has some skills, but his energy feels off," Kun continued.
"You mean..." The old man's expression gradually became serious, and he slowly put down the wine glass.
Kun picked up the old man's wine, took a sip, grimaced at the spiciness, and said, "What's there to be nervous about! You, old man, have seen everything."
He continued, "Not that young man, but he has a similar aura about him, presumably he has had some contact with them."
"What about Chu Xun?" the old man asked, "Did he notice anything?"
"That's true! We've been training him for years, but never told him why," Kun said, then changed the subject, "But he will know sooner or later that the true face of this world is not what he sees every day! Now that he has contact with them, it may not be a bad thing."
"That's also true!" The old man took a sip of wine and said, "The little guy will grow up one day! Mr. will come over in a few days and probably ask about Chu Xun's situation!"
"Which one from your family?" Kun heard this and a few traces of respect appeared on his face.
The old man smiled and said, "You, this kid, usually act carefree and never seem to hold anyone in high regard. I didn't expect you to show respect to the gentleman."
Kun waved his hand and said, "You should also have some understanding of the chaotic and bloody situation from decades ago, and it was the same even earlier. He played a role in connecting people, traveled far and wide, mediated and negotiated, and contributed a lot to the current balanced situation. Just for this, those of us who came out from the department are very grateful to him."
He raised his thumb and continued, "He is really remarkable!"
The old man raised his glass and said, "I also think highly of you, sir! Cheers to you from afar!"
"Alright, I should head back too! The coffee shop needs to open early tomorrow!" The old man lifted his glass, slowly finished his drink, and said, "The steel door to the basement is still open, don't forget to close it later!"
Kun walked into the bar, grabbed the steel counter with both hands, closed it with effort, and complained, "This steel plate is so heavy and thick, it's hard to close. Why didn't you choose a lighter and thinner one when you had it custom made, you old man?"
The old man smiled slightly and then left! In the vast bar, only Kun remained.
He put on his headphones and continued to listen to the music. After a moment, he casually took out another CD from the drawer and started listening to it right away.
He lit a cigarette, took a gentle puff, slowly exhaled, and then immersed himself in the music. With the help of the music, he traveled back to the past, and a touch of tenderness slowly appeared on his face.
The smoke from the cigarette slowly rose, passing through the few white hairs on top of his head, drifting slowly towards the outside of the bar, and disappearing into the distance.
Both the person and the night were deeply intoxicated.
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