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"You're their leader?"

The middle-aged man looked at Aros, nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

"Hello, I'm Grant Quake." As he spoke, he stepped forward, apparently trying to shake Aros's hand. How do you know that he was pulled by the short-haired man: "Slow, Grant, what if they are enemies?" ”

"Joey, how many times have I sued you, use your brain more when you encounter problems." Grant shook off his hand, walked up to Aros, and stretched out his right hand with a smile: "You can call me Grant." ”

"Talos ......" The corners of Aros's mouth twitched, and he slowly said a pseudonym, then stretched out his right hand and shook it with him.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, and on the premise of not figuring out the current situation, it is better to be cautious.

"Oh, Taros, luckily, fortunately." Grant's smile has a special contagious effect, like bathing in the ** of March, which makes people comfortable.

"Who is this?" He turned to Howson again and asked with a smile.

"Burp...... Hausen poured the whiskey into his mouth, let out a long burp, then squinted at him and smiled, "Tarosso." "He's not stupid, since Aros doesn't say his real name, he also casually makes up a name.

Next to him, Aros frowned, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, this thing definitely belongs to the kind of mud that can't support the wall.

"Oh?" Grant shook his head and swept over the two of them in surprise. One Taros, one Taros, the name sounds like a pair of brothers, but the appearance of the two can be said to be very different, and the age difference is nearly 10 years old. Needless to say, this is certainly a fake name.

Although he saw through the little Jiujiu of the two, he was not annoyed. It is normal for people to be in a foreign land and have reservations about their own identity and origins, and if they believe in others without reservation because of a smile or a compliment, this person is either a fool or a madman.

"Fortunately, fortunately." Grant handed Aros a tacit smile and turned his head to look at Joey, the short-haired man, "First of all, if they are enemies, there is really no need to make such a move and cause conflict. ”

"Secondly......" Speaking of this, he paused, turned around and pointed at Tang Fang, who was unconscious on the sofa: "If it were you, would you take a wounded brother to break into the enemy camp?" ”

Tang Fang was still wearing the tattered military uniform, although the wound on his shoulder had healed, the blood stains on his clothes were still vivid. It was clear that Grant had treated him like a wounded. Of course, in a sense, he is also a sick person.

"This ...... It could be a plot orchestrated by them. Ivan's arguments were weak, and in the end, they were unheard.

Grant threw the back of his head directly at him, straightened the bar stool on the crooked side, sat next to Aros, and pointed to the hardcover brandy on the top of the wine rack: "I'm in for a treat." ”

Old John raised his head and smiled angrily, and while pouring wine, he quipped: "Every time I say you invite, but when did you really pay for it?" ”

"Hehe, hehe." Grant laughed dryly, took the cup, saluted the two of them, and took a sip of it, revealing a look of enjoyment.

Over there, Haosen couldn't wait to pour it into his mouth, and the monkey's anxious appearance was like the pig Wuneng who swallowed the ginseng fruit in Journey to the West.

Aros also took a sip, shaking the glass slightly, looking intoxicated.

"I take the liberty of asking, did a few of you pass by by accident, or did you come here on business?" Grant asked, seemingly nonchalantly.

Since he omitted the origin and asked the purpose, Aros thought about it and felt that there was no need to hide it, so he put down his glass and said, "My friend is a little injured and needs to find a place to recuperate, if you can find a doctor to see, then it would be the best." ”

"Doctor...... Grant muttered for a moment, and said, "It's a misfortune that the clinic in town is closed, and it may be open tomorrow." If you don't like it, please stay here, there is a guest room upstairs. ”

There was a hint of kindness in his words, but to Aros, it was a little intriguing. Clinics closed? Why is it closed? Along the way, almost all the shops have hung up their closing cards, could it be that today is a special day?

Also, although Grant said politely, he kindly let the two stay here, but the tone was a little strange, like an invitation and a request. Judging from the current situation, today, this town is afraid of some turmoil.

Do you want to go or stay? If you choose to go, it is difficult to guarantee that Grant will not turn his face, besides, with Tang Fang's state, where can he go? According to the road sign, the nearest town is more than 300 kilometers long, and with two legs, it will be the year of the monkey? If Tang Fang's body is fine, if something happens, won't this delay the condition?

In addition, the identity of the three people is also troubling, and in the military files, the three are afraid that they have been classified as dead. If they appear so blatantly in a big city, once they are found out by the government, they will be pursued endlessly. Tang Fang is okay when he is awake, with his ability, he is enough to protect the three of them, but the bad thing is that he has been unconscious, but his vital signs are still normal.

If you stay, will it be affected? What is Grant and his gang going to do, he doesn't know, if he provokes a strong enemy and involves them, how will he get out at that time?

Aros tightened the paladin M5 on his waist and couldn't help but have a headache. In the past, Tang Fang was here, and he didn't have to worry about how to go down the road. Now, one is unconscious, the other is hard to carve, and thank God it's not bad.

Seeing that he was silent, Grant was not in a hurry, and took a sip of the wine in his glass. There were not so many twists and turns in his stomach next to Haosen, and he grinned at the guy opposite: "It's okay to stay, the wine must be enough." ”

"It's easy." Grant smiled and glanced at Old John.

The elderly waiter turned around and took out two bottles of strong agave from the wine rack, and leaned on the bar with a "bang": "Let you drink enough at a time." ”

"Hahahaha...... Now you can get over the addiction to alcohol. "For a person like Haosen, as long as there is wine today, even if he has to go to the guillotine tomorrow, he will still drink refreshingly.

"Hausen!" Aros frowned and scolded. In order to avoid leaking the news, Grant obviously wants to trip the two, once he agrees, God knows what fatal incident he will be involved in?

Haosen is a tendon, but he is not an idiot, hearing this, he looked at Tang Fang, who was unconscious on the sofa, and couldn't help but shrink his neck and push the two bottles of strong agave out.

Grant frowned, just about to speak. Suddenly, hearing the sound of the door behind him, a thin man with a tear mole in the corner of his left eye broke into the room, his eyes swept over everyone present, and finally fell on Grant: "Chief, they are coming." ”

Grant's face changed, the smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, he casually poured the last sip of wine into his mouth, stood up, and swept his gaze over the people in the hall: "It's time, let's go." ”

There are no impassioned speeches, no passionate speeches, only very plain sentences.

Trivial footsteps sounded, and the men, who were either hidden in the darkness or hiding in the shadows, stood up one by one, sorted out their guns, and walked towards the door of the bar.

Finally, Grant turned his head to look at Aros and Hausen, and whispered, "Don't go out." Guns have no eyes, we treat you as friends, it doesn't mean that the enemy also treats you as friends. ”

With that, he stepped aside, pinched the cowboy hat on the table, snapped it lightly above his head, and turned to walk out of the bar.

Aros frowned, hesitated for a moment, and let out a long sigh. Grant's words make a lot of sense, it's safe not to go out, and hide here. Get out, and once the target is exposed, God knows if they will be treated as Grant's accomplices.

Where does the enemy come from? How strong is it? He didn't know any of this, so it was better to stay here just to be safe.

"There's a room upstairs, if you're tired, you can go and sleep for a while." Old John poured half a glass of wine and pushed it in front of him: "Two, listen to the old man's advice, it's better not to show the gun, Crotanstar has not been very peaceful recently." ”

Aros took the cup and nodded thoughtfully.

"Old John, bring me a drink too." The half-grown boy who had just reported to Grant came to the bar and sat down, and said with a resentful expression.

Everyone was gone, but he was left behind, much to his displeasure and devastation.

"Sam, you're not old enough to drink." Old John glared at him fiercely.

Little Sam raised his eyebrows and glared back at him with great dissatisfaction: "Old John, I am 16 years old this year, please don't stare at me with this kind of childlike gaze, it makes me very uncomfortable." ”

Old John shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly, revealing a mouthful of jagged yellow teeth: "You were originally a little kid, or a little kid with no self-knowledge." ”

"...... you" Little Sam snorted coldly and jumped off the bar chair, turned around and walked to the side of the sofa, looked Tang Fang up and down, and finally landed on his bloodstained clothes: "Is he injured?" ”

Aros turned his head to look at the half-sized child, nodded, and whispered a "hmm".

"Oh, it's so pitiful, you wait for ......" After speaking, little Sam moved his two legs, "oh oh" and ran upstairs, with little effort, he walked down with a medical kit in his hand, and put it on the table with a "bang": "There are medical glue, disinfectant water, bandages or something in it, you can see if it can be used." ”

Aros couldn't help but smile and reached out and pressed his head: "It's useless, but thank you." ”

Little Sam pushed Aros away from his hand and looked at him angrily, "Don't touch my head." ”

The half-sized child is now like a kitten with his tail stepped on, as a stubborn guy who thinks he has grown up, he hates to be treated like a child.

"Hahaha." Aros smiled knowingly, and his eyes couldn't help but show a hint of remembrance.

Hausen next to him was also amused by the half-grown man in front of him, reached out to wipe the wine stains from his mouth, and stretched out his hand in front of him: "Come, man, let's break our wrists, if you can win me, from now on, I will call you big brother, how about it?" ”

Little Sam looked at Hausen's palm, which was not much smaller than a fan, and then looked at his own hand, which was less than half a foot, and couldn't help but hesitate.

After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth, bypassed Aros, walked to Hausen's side, and stretched out his hand with a stubborn face: "I won't be afraid of you." ”

"Okay, it's a man." Haosen nodded with a smile and stretched out his right hand: "Come on." ”

"Hmm" Sam climbed up to the bar, tried to lay his body flat, and also stretched out his right hand to hold Hawson's palm: "Okay, I'm going to exert myself......"

"Come on." Hausen said with a wink.

"Eh......" Little Sam didn't say much, held his breath, and suddenly exerted his wrist.

His hands trembled from side to side, purple veins bulged slightly, and his face was even redder. He leaned half-leaning and devoted almost all of his strength to his right hand. However, the reality is ruthless, and the other party's arm is like a towering mountain, not to mention overturning, it is difficult to even move.

"Hahaha......" Haosen finally couldn't hold it back, and directly grabbed Little Sam's hand to pick him up, and then pressed it on the bar chair next to him: "Little guy, you lost." ”

Although he had been prepared in his heart, the huge frustration still made him very uncomfortable.

Hausen rubbed his head: "Hey, little one, can't bear this failure?" How to be a man who stands up to the sky in the future. I think when I was mixed in the boxing world, I suffered a lot of defeats, a failure is nothing, a man should have a strong heart. ”

Little Sam looked up at him and nodded in understanding.

Haosen waved his hand, slapped it on the shoulder of the half-sized son, and handed over half a cup of tequila casually: "Come, that old guy won't let you drink, uncle's will give it to you." ”

Looking at the crystal clear white liquid in the cup, Little Sam felt a horizontal in his heart, reached out to take it, and poured it into his mouth very simply.

It was the first time he had drunk alcohol, and it was a strong distilled spirit like agave. The spicy smell of alcohol raged in the mouth, and the liquor slid down the throat, like a basin of boiling oil poured on the water, and the hot and spicy sensation ran through the facial features.

"Ahem." Little Sam coughed profusely.

The corners of Old John's mouth twitched a few times, on the one hand, out of helplessness, and on the other hand, he was also a little dissatisfied with Haosen calling him "old fellow".

Aros also twitched, and the corners of his mouth almost reached the back of his head. I didn't expect this rammed goods with a tendon in the rectum and a big head and a thick neck to be able to say such connotative words in chapters.

Well, if he is sent to the army to do the ideological education of soldiers, it must be very promising.

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