Chapter Seventy-Five: The Prologue to the Turmoil (8)
The wide streets are spotless, and the ground is paved with gray-white granite, which is not only beautiful, but also durable, and as long as there is no human damage, it will not be a problem to use even for hundreds of years.
Before you know it, it's already evening, and the setting sun leaves a gorgeous sunset on the horizon. Louis took Soluchan to the prime location of Solomon, where the bustling entertainment scene stirred restless hearts.
The Toron Bar, is one of the most famous bars in Solomon. Its hue is dominated by cold tones of black and turquoise, and the night here is never deserted.
Suddenly, there was a burst of invective from the Duolun bar.
The two doors of the Duolun Bar, which were originally hidden, also opened, and I saw a young man in white stumbling out and slipping to the ground in an instant.
At this moment, three thugs and a waiter in cheap clothes rushed out of the bar. The waitress crossed his fists and foamed at the white-clothed boy who fell to the ground.
"Stinky boy, if you don't have money, you dare to come here to drink, it's still light to beat you today, and if you dare to come next time, you will definitely not be able to eat and walk around." The waiter yelled at the young man in white angrily, and smashed an orange-yellow wine gourd that originally belonged to the young man in white on the young man's face.
"Phew! The poor ghosts from the East, even the vessels for wine are of such inferior quality. ”
Gradually, a group of people gathered around to watch the excitement. The most important thing here is to be lively and watchable, otherwise it will be too boring.
The white-clothed boy lying on the ground slowly got up, his face covered with many bruises, apparently beaten by the people in the Duolun bar. However, these scars could not hide his handsome face, his chic white and handsome face, and his orange-yellow hair naturally hung down to cover his forehead.
At this moment, the young man in white's face was still a little red, full of drunkenness, and it seemed that he had drunk too much in it before.
The young man in white looked around and said, "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy?" Oh, by the way, where's my wine......"
The young man in white had his eyes shining, as if he had seen gold, and hurriedly grabbed the wine gourd on the ground, kissing and licking it frantically. "Aha, my baby, I've finally found you, I can't live without you......"
"It's a drunkard...... passers-by laughed, and finally they all dispersed.
Suo Liuxiang swooped to the front of Louis, and said vigilantly: "Your Highness, this drunkard is not an ordinary person. ”
"What do you mean by that?" Louis was puzzled.
"Your Highness, the sword on the back of this drunkard has extremely strong magical power, and it is an unusual magic weapon. If I'm not mistaken, he should be a knight by profession. Suoliuxiang explained.
Hearing this, Louis refocused his gaze on the drunkard in white, especially the sword on his body.
A breeze blew and a leaf fell. The drunkard in white picked up the fallen leaves on the ground and said in a very deep and melancholy drunken tone: "When the leaves fall, is it the pursuit of the wind or the refusal of the tree?" ”
"It's non-mainstream. Singing about wine, life is ......" Louis pushed away Suo Liuxiang and walked straight in front of the drunkard in white.
The drunkard in white looked at Louis when he heard this, and he said with a slight drunken smell of alcohol: "This little brother, what do you have to say?" ”
"May I invite you in for a drink?" Louis said calmly.
"Hehe's really interesting, but I advise you not to have anything to do with me, I'm an ominous person, and I'll cause you unnecessary trouble." The drunkard in white laughed.
"I'm just not afraid of trouble to come to the door, please." With that, Louis strode into the Duolun Bar.
Suo Liuxiang has always been hostile to the drunkard in white, and deeply feels that the other party's power is a little terrifying, and has been vigilant behind Louis.
"Hehe, this person is kind of interesting." The drunkard in white muttered, glanced around, and followed him into the Duolun Bar.
At the door are shelves for umbrellas and other items, and the overall style is dark, which looks very stylish.
There are twelve tables around the central bar, not for ordinary guests, but all of them are reserved for the VIP of the bar, and even in the bar there is a strict hierarchy.
But there's no restless music or dance floor, and it's just like a bar.
"Hello, where is the gentleman going to sit?" The waitress left the bar and walked in front of Louis and the others.
"Come with me, several." The waitress said seductively in a sweet voice.
The bartender at the bar is an old man in a red robe, and perhaps this year happens to be his birth year.
"How many of you want to drink?" The old man in the red robe has gray sideburns, a wine nose, small eyes, and is six inches tall. But his small eyes occasionally opened and closed with a faint red glow, which seemed to have a breathtaking power.
Before Louis could speak, the drunkard in white on the side preemptively said, "I'm afraid you can't make what we want to drink." ”
"Hehe, looking at the entire empire, there is no wine that my old Morgan can't concoct, you kid is talking wildly." The red-robed old man looked at the white-clothed drunkard with some disgust.
"Hehe, can I borrow the material for your utensils? If the wine I make can be approved by you, then let me come here and drink for free in the future. On the contrary, if the wine I make is really not as good as bullshit, all the guests present today will pay for the expenses of this brother next to me. The drunkard in white pointed at Louis and said.
Davide slammed to his feet, "It's nice to meet you, but I have something to do, so I'll take my leave." ”
Louis looked at Davide with a panicked expression, as if something terrible and urgent had happened.
"Master, you haven't taught me the art of bartending...... Master...... Old Morgan chased him all the way to the door of the Doron Bar, but Davide was in a hurry and had already disappeared into the crowd.
"What a weirdo." Louis chuckled.
Suo Liuxiang has been gloomy since he introduced himself to Davide, "Your Highness, that Davide is known as a sword hero, and he is extremely skilled in swords and magic. ”
Louis confessed: "Oh? He was no ordinary person.
However, you have said before that Davide is no less powerful than you are when you can spy on him with your perceptual magic, and if I can take him under my command and become my dependent's servant, then it will add another strength to my fight for the heir to the throne. ”
"I see, Your Highness is really quick-witted. If General Sharhan had known, he would have been glad of His Highness's foresight. Suoliuxiang exclaimed.