Chapter 114: The Death of a Dying Girl
"I think we're just here to find fault." Bai Xiaotian shook his head.
Bai Xiaotian and the island are falling, this is belonging, as soon as the front foot chats, the back foot is to offend people. And, that's still offended one by one. At first, it was offending the bartender, and then, it was offending Sister Yeye. offended other people's bartenders, and they still had to leave people, and it seems that the call is not a high-end goods. This night sister, the one who called seems to have a leg with herself, it seems, this is reasonable. This also, offended the high-level all.
"Who's to say it isn't. People nowadays, it's just, they just can't have a good chat. casually chatted about a few words, but it was a dispute, which simply made people feel speechless. Shima shook his head.
At the same time, the door of the bar.
The bartender, that's not a joke, he really called a big brother on the road. This big brother is known as a dying girl. It means that there is no girl he can't handle, come to one, kill the rhythm of one.
"Little Tom, what's the matter, it's so annoying that you've begged me. Usually, it's just begging you to beg me, and you don't come to beg me, but now, hehe. The girl said with a smile.
"When I should have begged you, I just called you." The bartender said in his heart, isn't Nima such a last resort, I am asking you? If I hadn't pretended to be 13 in front of Sister Night, would I beg you? Uh-huh, that's it.
"I'm tired!" The weeping girl nodded.
"Then, brother, please. While this little 13 cub hasn't left yet, we can still block him. If he was really gone, then, then, it was all right. The bartender said.
"I'll you, here, I have a stake. Is there anything else to be afraid of? If he leaves, I'll transfer monitoring for you, you just need to find out the people for me, and I can use the city monitoring, and when the time comes, it's the same, it's proper, it's simple, that's to give you such a thing, and find out the rhythm directly. The girl died, and the tone was quite arrogant.
"Yes, yes, yes, the weeping girl killed the boss, that's just, the most powerful. All around me are masters. As soon as you make a move, that's proper, just two or three strokes of effort by a master, that is, you will put the other party to the ground. Then, that's the rhythm of cleaning up the other party. The bartender said.
"Actually, I know that you can ask for my head, which means that the other party has touched your reverse scales, otherwise, with your skill of entering your left ear and going out of your right ear, the other party is not easy to provoke you. So, I'll give you a chance to pretend to be 13, my people, take the lead in cleaning up, and after cleaning up, then, it's your turn to clean up. In front of everyone, you show, your battle value, how good it is, what do you think? The girl said.
"In that case, that's pretty good." The bartender said.
"Well, lead the way." The weeping girl died.
Why would a dying girl help a bartender so much? It's simple. In the casino, that's a town that requires a lot of dexterity. And, the bartender's hand, that's no ordinary coincidence. If the other party wants to, it is simply the figure of an ace dealer.
That is, because the bartender's identity is an ace dealer, so if he doesn't want to, no one can force him. Therefore, the dying girl can only wait, waiting for the other party to beg for herself, waiting for the other party to owe her favors. Today, such a good day, Nima, is simply the best day on the yellow calendar. It's just, why, is it written on the yellow calendar? This is really a dying girl, and I am very puzzled.
In the bar.
"Whoever is the first to fight for anger, find a girl to be angry." Bai Xiaotian and the island are swinging. Facts have proved that the punch is indeed played by clever and even smart people. It turns out that Bai Xiaotian won the rhythm.
"You guy, that's a bar every day, right?" Dao Meizhui glanced at Bai Xiaotian, still, fulfilled his promise to drink the beer, and then said, "Come again!" ”
"What's coming!" Several men immediately surrounded Bai Xiaotian and the island. Then the bartender and the girl came in from the crowd and stood behind them.
"Yo, I'm here with someone. Yo, this is the rhythm of the fight. Shima stood up.
Bai Xiaotian was simply stunned, could it be that he didn't know much about Dao Meitui, in fact, the other party was a master of a vice provincial boy at all?
Bai Xiaotian thought about it, the more of this kind of official rank, the more he can go through the back door. The more you can send your son to the hidden sect to practice martial arts, the more you can let your son cultivate himself at least to protect himself from being a super bull fork martial arts with problems. Then, if you start from this direction, it's simple, even if Shimameru knows martial arts, there is nothing to say. On the contrary, it is still a normal thing.
"Brother, this little 13 cub is also among them, very cheap!" The bartender said.
"Brother, I am today, you should be able to see that I, I am here with a little friend. Brought, for? That's here to clean you up. Why did you clean it up? I don't think I need to tell you why, I think you yourself should know the reason very well. What do you think? The girl smiled, and looked at the island.
But! The weeping girl felt that the island was hanging and seemed to be a little familiar. It's just that I don't know where I've seen it, that's it. However, they are mixed up on the road, then, acquaintances are simple, that is even more, that is complete, that is properly the sea. So, yes, don't worry too much.
"Then you're here to fight, aren't you?" Shimame asked.
"Looks like you've got a bit of a brain. Yes, that's right, I'm here to clean you up. It's just because you've done something you shouldn't have done, so now, there's no way around. My choice must be necessary, proper, and must be to clean up your lack of suspense and rhythm. The girl said.
"Little Son!" The island drooped and immediately drank.
Bai Xiaotian, stand up. He can see it, but Fan, this is a bit of a fight, the other party, this is to recognize himself. Directly, it's a feeling of howling to help. Okay, okay, okay, yourself, that's also not to say anything. It's just a help, help, it's not a big deal. Who allowed themselves to fight?