Baccarat always felt restless today, there was no reason, it was simply a feeling of restlessness, a very strange feeling, like something bad was going to happen, a very uneasy feeling.

This is really an unimaginable thing for Baccarat, this woman is a superhuman person with the ability to luck the fruit, the holder of the terrifying ability to freely extract the luck of others for her own body.

It's not easy to make her feel uneasy.

But she does have this feeling now, like a man's back, a very strange feeling.

"What the hell is going on?"

Baccarat was puzzled.

Then, very quickly, she knew where such uneasy feelings came from.

"Oh, isn't this Baccarat? It's just in time! ”

This is very exciting, as if the knife is on the neck, and suddenly I hear the excitement of leaving people under the knife, which is the sound of the rest of the life.

"You're—"

Bacara's heart bulged, and he turned his head, and then he saw the face of a very familiar man, really, really a very familiar man's face.

"Fire Dragon!!"

"It's Mr. Vlad!"

Vlad corrected very seriously, "Based on our relationship, it's too rude for me to call me that!" ”

"Oh sorry,"

Baccarat immediately reacted, the Vlad in front of her was not a cat or a dog, and her owner, the ruler of the ship, Tezzolo was a firm ally, although she didn't know how the two people who were fighting and killed at that time suddenly became good friends in life and death, but this could not change the fact that Vlad and the force to which she belonged were allies.

"Mr. Vlad!"

Barcarat smiled like a flower, twisted his waist, walked to Vlad's side, and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?" ”

"Huh? Don't you know? ”

Vlad was a little surprised, and said, "I've already called Tezzolo!" ”

"Huh?"

Baccara tilted her head, and then remembered, this morning, Tesolo said with a smile, the funny guy is coming soon, she didn't pay much attention to it at the time, it turns out that this funny guy is referring to Vlad?

"Well, I'm sorry I remembered,"

Baccarat apologized with a smile, "I didn't greet you!" ”

"It's okay, as long as you help me solve this problem now!"

Vlad waved his hand again and again, and said so.

"Questions?"

Baccara turned his head to look at the middle-aged man who was standing beside Vlad, trembling a little as she arrived, and asked, "What's the problem?" ”

"Well,"

Vlad looked a little embarrassed, "You know, your dessert here tastes great!" ”

"Oh!"

Baccarat suddenly realized, she still had some understanding of Vlad's fetishes, "Understood! ”

"What do you understand?"

Vlad rolled his eyes and said, "First of all, I'm not a fan of desserts, I'm just a veteran dessert connoisseur who wants to taste the city's specialty desserts, which is normal, right?" ”

"Oh~ then, and then?"

Bakara smiled, her eyes looking at the middle-aged man standing next to Vlad.

"Lord Baccarat,"

Seeing that Vlad and Bacarat were talking happily, and even the middle-aged man whose attitude towards him was still a little flattering changed quite quickly, the man who was still arrogant to Vlad immediately lowered his head, "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

"Hey, are you okay now?"

Vlad plucked out his ears and said very unpleasantly, "Where did the rampant when you had to collect my money just now?" I've already told you all the pros and cons of your desserts, okay? As long as you correct it, it will definitely make the business better! ”

What do you mean to have to take your money?

Baccarat sneered, do you want to give money after eating other people's things?

"As a well-known connoisseur of desserts, it's already an honor for you to be able to eat your food and not take your money, okay?"

Vlad said as a matter of course, "Do you know who Lao Tzu is? Ah, have you ever heard of Puki, the island of food? Lao Tzu pointed out the country above, and when the wind and water were rising, those first-class pastry chefs on the sea were eager to give all their wealth to let me taste their desserts! ”

Vlad is deeply proud of his status as a well-known dessert connoisseur, not because he has no money so he wants to eat the overlord meal, but because he feels that his identity should not only not be paid after tasting the other party's desserts, but also should be paid, that's all.

"Lao Tzu's willingness to eat your stuff is already very face-saving, okay!"

"Haha, haha,"

Faced with such a Vlad, Baccarat doesn't know what to say, just need to smile at this time, right?

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for this gentleman!"

The middle-aged man complained bitterly, he didn't expect to meet a big man who was eating the overlord's meal and was a big man who knew Lord Baccarat, one of the managers of the city, and he dared to ask others to pay back the money just now, and the middle-aged man who knew the darkness of the city deeply had fallen into deep fear.

"Hmph, now you know it's wrong?"

Vlad looked very proud, "Okay, I think your chocolate cake is not bad, give me another one, and I will forgive you!" ”

"-Huh?"

The middle-aged man looked a little flustered.

"How?"

Vlad frowned and said, "Don't you want to?" ”

"Yes! Be! ”

Almost crawling, the middle-aged man ran into his store with the same expression on his face as he had survived.

Bacarat looked at Vlad in amazement, completely unsure of what the man was thinking.

Soon, the middle-aged man held a stack of chocolate cake in his hand, cautiously ran to Vlad, and offered it with both hands.

"Please, please, this lord!"

"Oooh, awesome! Thanks! ”

Vlad took the cake casually, his eyes were almost shining, and then he waved his hand, and the middle-aged man immediately ran away in understanding.

"Mr. Vlad, next, let me take you to Lord Tezzolo!"

When Vlad began to enjoy the cake, Barcarat immediately asked.

"No need!"

Vlad's mouth kept talking, and he said a little vaguely.

"No more?"

Baccarat was a little surprised, didn't Vlad come to this city to see Tezzolo? She thought to herself.

"No need!"

It wasn't Vlad who spoke, in fact, Vlad was eating happily now, and he didn't mean to speak again, it was a green-haired man who came out of the crowd, and the man's name was Gilde Tezzolo, the owner of the city, known as the Golden Emperor!

"Lord Tezzolo??"

Baccarat was amazed, surprised why Tezzolo was in such a place.

"Go get busy, Baccarat,"

Tezzolo said, "Vlad's words, I'll receive you!" ”

"Yes!"

Although his heart was full of curiosity, as a qualified subordinate, Bakara obediently withdrew.

"Oh, Tezzolo, long time no see!"

Vlad licked his lips and smiled,

"So, what's going on with what I'm asking you to do?"