"What is Barolo in a hurry for?" Bugu was suspicious.

"Who knows where?" Mrs. Siming shrugged her shoulders, smiled and spread her hands, and said, "I just have a general acquaintance with him. ”

"Helion, you just said that Brad-" Bugu hesitated, "He came to [Magic Market Town], is the news reliable?" ”

"You shouldn't be wrong." Mrs. Si Ming came over and sat down, and lit a cigarette, "What are you going to do, Mr. Erdo Bugu?" ”

"Let's send Jerry to the teaching department first," a sad look appeared on Bugu's face, "Kurin can't send it this time." ”

"Did you talk to him?" Mrs. Siming was surprised.

"Yes, early this morning, he called me and told me that I couldn't come, and that he was busy picking up Hofg."

"That old thing from Hofger has been getting Kulin in trouble, and Kulin has suffered a lot." Mrs. Si Ming took a puff of her cigarette and was indignant.

"Kulin has told me about this at least seven or eight times, why is he still angry there?" She said angrily.

"If he really can't do it, come to me, there are still a few helpers missing in the tavern." As she spoke, she slowly exhaled a thin cloud of smoke from her mouth.

"Well, Helion, I always felt that something was wrong," Fugu rubbed his temples, "my heart has never been so flustered. ”

"Mr. Fugu, don't do this." Mrs. Siming shook the cigarette ash in her hand into the trash can and looked at him in surprise.

"If you panic, I won't be able to make up my mind." Mrs. Si Ming took a sip of her sullen wine.

"I can't say for a while," Bugu took a sip of iced yuzu tea, "and my right eyelid has been jumping since I left No. 8 Celebrity Street." ”

"Don't worry too much, maybe you're too tired." Madame Si Ming smiled and took a puff on her cigarette and raised the wine glass on the table, "Mr. Errido Buya, come on, let's have a toast and forget all our troubles for a while—"

"Tonight is a trouble-free night!"

"Come on, little ghost, I'll have a drink with you!"

Jerry sat on the couch thinking about things and didn't hear her.

"Just like your father, very stubborn!" Mrs. Simon sat there smiling.

Her smile was like a curiosity, a wry smile, but it contained a little excitement.

The large stone room is furnished like a warm bedroom.

Zhang Wuwei glanced at the glass of red wine in Mrs. Si Ming's hand through Jerry's chest, he hadn't drunk for too long, and he couldn't help but be addicted to alcohol.

Before he could think about it, he used his spiritual power, and a wisp of light smoke floated out of Jerry's ears little by little, mixed into the smoke coming out of Mrs. Siming's nostrils, and finally moved towards the glass of red wine in her hand.

This scene was seen by Jerry, who widened his eyes and swallowed his saliva.

"Come on, Mr. Fugu, drink some more with me."

Mrs. Siming screamed, and she waved away the light smoke that floated above the wine glass, feeling very strange: "Did I drink wine just now?" How weird! ”

Zhang Wuwei burped comfortably, he touched his stomach, feeling very satisfied, and after a while, he was a little drunk.

"I didn't expect that old woman's red wine to be so powerful!"

Zhang Wuwei, who couldn't get drunk with three barrels of wine in the past, was drunk by a few sips of red wine at the moment.

He collapsed and fell asleep.

"Come on, Mr. Fuya, let's have another drink." Before she knew it, Mrs. Helion Commander had already drunk six or seven glasses.

Jerry gasped, he didn't expect her to be so drinkable, what a terrible woman!

After a while, Zhang Wuwei's drunkenness subsided and he woke up, and he found that he had a trace of blood.

He stood up, jumped inside Jerry a few times, and said strangely:

"What's going on? My complexion is starting to regain a bit of blood, could it be that glass of red wine......"

Zhang Wuwei remembered something and started to meditate, Mrs. Si Ming was still drinking, and he secretly exclaimed:

"This old woman is so good at drinking, and smoking is even more crazy!"

Jerry rubbed his nose and said in his heart: She is like an eagle, an eagle with all kinds of charm.

"Don't forget, she's a big bird, and her fur is as beautiful as her lipstick." Zhang Wuwei coughed twice.

"No, she's more of a goblin." Zhang Wuwei added.

Although Jerry's first impression of Mrs. Siming was not particularly good, the unique arrogance in her body also made him can't help but look at her twice, Mrs. Siming and Jerry's mother Seya are simply two styles.

Suddenly, Zhang Wuwei's essence light fell on a shiny thing in Mrs. Si Ming's hand.

He was surprised: "The gold ring on her hand can buy an entire elf street, do you believe it?" ”

No way! Jerry had doubts in his eyes.

"You doubt my judgment?" Zhang Wuwei emphasized.

Jerry shifted his body and touched his nose, waiting for Zhang Wuwei to introduce him to the gold ring on Mrs. Si Ming's hand.

After a while, Zhang Wuwei really said: "She is wearing the [Ananda Holy Ring], which is a legendary special magic weapon, in the magic battle more than three hundred years ago, the elf prince of [Jinlan Castle] - Ananda summoned more than 50,000 well-trained elf soldiers with a golden orchid ring, and repelled Prince Chilong's soldiers and horses. Ananda'. ”

Jerry secretly marveled at the origin of the gold ring, and subconsciously pinched the Overlord Wand 8000 placed on the sofa next to him.

"Mr. Fugu, please don't be sad anymore." Mrs. Si Ming is still comforting Bugu.

She said, "I think the most important thing to worry about now is yourself, the last time Engpass suffered a big loss from you, he will definitely not give up." The Commander's wife reminded.

"Yes, he sat in the synagogue of the [Magic Headquarters] that night, and if it weren't for the children's presence, he would have been revealed, but fortunately he didn't dare to act rashly, just lured me out—" The flesh twitched beside Bugu's nose.

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Madame Si Ming, and her tone was full of arrogance:

"In my opinion, you shouldn't have followed him at that time, and I feel insulted by someone like Empas who stays with him for a long time."

As Mrs. Simon spoke, Jerry looked at her quietly: an eagle-like nose and a mole on the corner of his lips reminded him of the woman in the orphanage who scolded all day.

Jerry thought: She must have been a snarky woman when she was younger.

When Mrs. Siming smoked, her eyes liked to squint slightly, like an eagle seeing its prey, very sharp, her fiery red moist lips opened lightly, and spit out an extremely long and thin smoke, casually throwing the cigarette butt into the trash, making Jerry feel uncomfortable.

Judging from her growling at Bet Eliza, and the strength of her gestures, and her non-negotiable throwing away Jerry's suitcase, Jerry was even more certain that Mrs. Helion Destiny was a very strong woman.

"I wish there wasn't a ...... next time," Bugu muttered, taking a sip of chilled yuzu tea, "The fire happened so suddenly, I'm starting to worry a little about his safety now." ”

After Fugu finished speaking, he looked at Jerry worriedly.

"You're worried they're going to do it on the road?" Mrs. Command's gaze glanced at Jerry.

"If they don't do Jerry well on the way, I'll have to follow Jerry at all times, he's in need of protection so much right now." Fuya emphasized.

"Brad won't let him go." Not valley supplements.

"I don't think there's anything to worry about," said Mrs. Order, "and if Brad does it on the road, it's bound to be noticeable, and then—"

She paused, "Be relieved, Brad dares to do this, he himself can't get out, people haven't forgotten what happened eighteen years ago!" There was confidence in his tone.

"I hope so." Bugu sighed, "Jerry and I will stay with you for one night and leave early tomorrow morning." ”

"But this little imp doesn't seem to be in such a hurry," said Madame Si Ming, "little imp, would you like to stay with me for a few more nights?" ”

"Nope! I don't want to stay with you, I can't stay for half a moment! Jerry stood up.

"Why?" Madame Si Ming narrowed her eyes.

"Since I threw your suitcase away?" She lowered her glass, "So you've been haunted?" Gremlin! ”

Jerry didn't answer her right away. He had been thinking about something else, his heart was sinking, and he was silent about Madame Si Ming's words, and he felt palpitations when he remembered the first time he had come to the Magic Market Town.

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

"Ahh Dear Ms. Helion, I would like to have a few words to say to Mr. Sheri Jr. Bate's voice rang out outside the door.

"Can I have a few words with Mr. Sherry Jr." Bet pushed the door open and came in.

"Mr. Bate," Jerry muttered, "please don't call me Sheri! I have a name! ”

Bette shrugged her shoulders and walked in grinning.

"Alright, alright, please go out with me! Shall we go outside and talk? Bette half-draped her coat over her shoulders, as if she had just taken a shower and came running before she had time to put it on.

Bate's gaze glanced between Jerry and Lao Bugu, and finally looked at Lao Bugu aggrievedly.

"Erdedo, what do you think?" Bei characteristics seek the advice of the old and the valley.

"Go ahead, Jerry, Mr. Bate is an extremely interesting man, and I don't think you'll get bored with him." Fugu said with a smile.

Bette hurriedly lifted his big coat, and when he praised him, his big green coat almost slipped off his shoulders.

He was flattered and said, "Ha...... Erdo always likes to tell the truth, hahaha......"

He laughed, and the only thing in the room was his laughter.

Bet smiled, and there was a lively atmosphere around her, and the embarrassment of everyone's first meeting quickly passed.

Jerry stopped talking, and he saw that Lao Bugu and Mrs. Si Ming were clinking glasses there, and Lao Bugu had replaced his drink with a glass of red wine, and he still had a newspaper in his hand.

Bette walked over and grabbed Jerry to the door.

Bette, feeling as if she had just won the jackpot, pulled Jerry down the hallway, pulled something out of his big plush green coat, and quietly shoved it into Jerry.

——— is a black gold fountain pen.

"Ah, Mr. Sherry Jr., this is my birthday present to you—"

Jerry stopped him, "Mr. Bate, I can't take anything from anyone."

"Sheri, you're really joking, Eridor gave you a high-grade wand, and you accepted it without hesitation, why can't you accept this gold-encrusted fountain pen of mine?"

Bett paused, "You're welcome, you're entitled to accept this gift, this pen was originally what I promised to your father." ”

Bette finished and slipped the pen into Jerry's pocket.

"But, Mr. Bate—" Jerry was about to speak.

Bate put a big arm around his shoulder and pulled him outside.

By this time, a fire had already ignited in the hall of the tavern.

There are some hangings made of wine bottles on all sides.

The lights are colorful. The guests were invited to dance with each other, man to man, man and woman, woman and woman.

The two men walked into the corner and pushed each other and twinkled, as if they were dancing and joking.

In the corner to Jerry's right, a man and a woman hugged each other and rubbed their ears, so much so that they knocked over a bottle of red wine on the table, and the sound of the bottle breaking did not stop them.

Zhang Wuwei's gaze followed Jerry towards these people, and found that they were all immersed in their own joy, twisting and dancing, and showing themselves to the fullest.

A lean man jumped on the table, ripped the clothes off his arms, and showed off his muscles in front of several female guests. From time to time, there was a burst of laughter.

"Do you want to go over and jump together?"

Bate, leaning against a stone table, melon seed shells flying in her mouth, turned to ask Jerry, his body tapping to the rhythm of the music.

"No - I can't jump!"

"Come on, come on, Sheri!"

"Bette, don't do that."

"Come on, come on, jump!"

Bet pushed Jerry into the crowd, and a sultry breath hit his face, and Jerry was immediately surrounded by figures dancing to their heart's content.

Bet stood in the middle of the crowd, her body writhing softly like a snake, and her mouth was still humming an unknown song.

Zhang Wuwei also jumped up, and he gently shook the dance steps inside Jerry's body.

He remembered dancing with Dongfang Ni and sang a happy song:

"Niel on the other side looks, looks, looks....."

Jerry's skinny body was uncomfortable in the midst of them, and he refused to be in the company of them, feeling that it was particularly unseemly for him to stand among them.

"You're standing in the middle of them, and you're a little out of place, like a schoolboy." Zhang Wuwei twisted his body.

Jerry's body swayed through the crowd, and Bet pulled him to dance with him.

These people are crazy! Jerry grunted.

"No, no, Xieri, maybe you're a little too conservative, Xieri," Zhang Wuwei deliberately teased him, "but you really should learn how to dance, you're so dull will scare away a lot of girls, especially Ai, Ai, Ai, Ai ......"

Jerry's body stopped writhing, and he froze there when he saw someone.

"What are you looking at?" Bet suddenly popped up from behind Jerry.

"Who is that man? Bette! Jerry asked, looking at a young girl in front of him.

"It's a girl from the Flender family, do you want to go over and talk to you?" Bate smiled wickedly.

Jerry was in a daze, and the girl walked up to him, with curly black hair and peach blossom eyes on a goose egg face.

When she walked over, a fragrance filled her nose, and Zhang Wuwei couldn't help but close her eyes and take a deep breath.

Jerry's heart jumped, and he saw that the girl was already standing in front of him, smiling at him.

"Hello, I'm Hima Flender—" She held out a slender hand to Jerry.

Jerry stood beside her, half a head shorter than her, and as she spoke to Jerry, Jerry's gaze involuntarily moved down from her lips.

Her body was plump, and in an instant, Jerry felt that his face was burning like fire, hot and uncomfortable, he quickly covered his nose and asked Bet in a very low voice: "Where is the toilet?" Mr. Bate—"

There was so much noise around that Bate didn't seem to hear it, and he went back into the crowd, dancing wildly with his movements.

"Bate—Mr. Bate!" Jerry shouted.

"Go over there, I'll take you!" Himma's voice rings in Jerry's ears, startling him.

"No, no - I'll go by myself, I'll go by myself!" Jerry dodged Jima's eyes and hurried to the bathroom.

Bang——!

He closed the door tightly.

Zhang Wuwei saw his appearance in the mirror, and let out a wicked laugh, and the laughter couldn't stop.

Jerry stood in front of a mirror, saw that his nose was red, and quickly wiped off the nosebleed with a tissue, for fear that someone would see it.

"As for it, Jerry, hahaha!"

"You haven't seen a plump woman?" Zhang Wuwei's astonishment was mixed with uncontrollable laughter.

"Have you laughed enough?" Jerry turned on the faucet, flushed his face, straightened his collar, took a deep breath, and opened the door to see Hima Flender standing in the doorway.