Chapter 2 - The Messy Bar

"Let me tell you, although we do have all kinds of problems, haven't you heard a word? Strong is a version of the thing, handsome is a lifetime thing!! A hunter with a cloud sword waved his glass and shouted at his tablemates, "What about the son of the worm stick?" What about the big sword's father? Isn't there the weakest hunting flute!? It's okay, don't mock our Taidao Party! You might die if you whirl around with my air blade......"

"Well said! Come on, do it! "At the same table, a large group of Taidao Party - Virgil, Overlord Maru, Scarletur Kenshin, Xana, Genji...... There was also a group of Grim Reapers, who echoed each other, and raised their wine glasses together.

"Anyway, Genji...... That's the name, right? You guys have been transformed into this look and can still drink? A certain dragon-faced Grim Reaper asked, looking at the cyborg glowing green.

"You know too much."

"Oh......"

"Fuck you!" At another table not far away, a group of guys with big swords on their backs also shouted loudly, "What's wrong with the handsome!?" The big sword is known as 'a man's one-hit kill'! Look at the length! Look at the weight again! Scared, aren't you? I just asked, did you see this salted fish in my hand? The damage that took you to toss back and forth back and forth for half a day, our big sword can explode with just such a stroke! The big sword is the strongest! ”

As far as the eye can see, the Giant Sword Hunter, Forrest Gump, Dante, Claude, and Yang Guo ...... There is also a group of silver-eyed witches who pose as if they are fighting against the sword, and the eyes of both sides shine with sparks that symbolize fighting spirit, and it seems that a battle is inevitable-

"Cough ......" At this time, Tang Xuan behind the bar coughed dryly, "Everyone, you can't fight." ”

Everyone was stunned, looked at him, and then all calmed down.

This is what Tang Xuan is most glad about, although he doesn't know when there will always be a group of strange-shaped guys in his bar, at first he was worried that his bar would be demolished by this group of gods, but fortunately, no matter what the personality of this group of people is, they are quite safe here, anyway, it has been so long, and he has never seen anyone fight in a bar.

The most suspicious thing to say should be another thing...... It seems that as long as there are customers from other worlds in your bar, it seems that no one from the real world will come to this place.

And that's why his bar is still so low-key.

There seemed to be many other related mechanisms, but Tang Xuan had no clue, just trembling to be his bar owner.

Around a small table in the corner of the bar, four girls from the school city shivered and watched the scene of this group of demons dancing...... I've seen it for a long time! That's it for Comic-Con, but these guys don't seem to be just ordinary cosplay enthusiasts...... For example, that Yang Guo really only has one hand! Who TM went to cut off one of his own hands for Cos Yang Guo!?

…… Who is Yang Guo?

"Mi, Misaka-senpai...... This place is so scary......" Hatsuharu Shitori shivered and moved towards Mikoto Misaka, "I always feel like it's a very dangerous group of people...... Aren't we going back? ”

"Go back? Of course I want to go back! But...... But don't you think this place is interesting? It's not bad to sit a little longer. Mikoto Misaka replied, "Is it really a psychological suggestion?" I feel that this place is not suitable for us, but I always subconsciously don't want to leave directly...... There's something wrong with that boss. ”

If Tang Xuan heard her words, he could only smile bitterly - this is also one of the mechanisms of the bar, probably to avoid some characters from turning around and leaving directly after coming here...... After all, not everyone likes lively places.

At least Virgil, who had a good conversation with Xana...... That guy is a typical example, according to that guy's character, he is really willing to sit down and drink with strangers, and he pays honestly, which is simply unscientific - what's even worse is that Dante is not far away, and the two brothers are staring at each other viciously, but they can really hold back their hands!

Anyway, if there is really a plot, what time period has it been over there? Virgil isn't dead yet?

"Boss! Melon Pack! Don't give me any more pineapple buns! They all say that there is a problem with the translation you read before! On the other side of the table of the Taidao Party, Xia Na stood up and shouted towards the bar, interrupting Tang Xuan's thoughts.

"Oh, wait a minute, I'll be here soon......" Answering lazily, Tang Xuan hurriedly ran to the backstage, and he didn't have the heart to continue thinking about these questions.

These guys actually calmly accept the fact that they are two-dimensional characters...... It's not scientific, if some hard-tempered guys knew about this kind of thing, they would definitely turn their faces at the first time, and it is impossible to be so calm...... That's right, Virgil can definitely be counted in this again!

So, Brother V, you really should reflect on yourself, the standard villain is talking about you...... But why can't I hate it? Could it be that the appearance and compulsion are really so easy to affect the impression score left by a boss on the audience?

Finally took out the hot melon bun from the oven, Tang Xuan took the plate and sent it to the table of the Taidao Party over there, feeling that he was a bar? It's obviously a strange place that mixes bars, cafes, restaurants, food stalls and other major consumption facilities as one - have you ever seen a bar that sells melon buns? Have you ever seen a bar that sells pizza? There are also egg fried rice, ramen, steak, roast duck, called flower chicken, oden...... Even strawberry sundaes! He dared to say that he was the only "bar" like this in the whole world.

"Ah, Uncle Boss doesn't seem to be in a very good mood......" Tang Xuan, who was lying on the bar, heard such a voice - so why did this little girl call herself an uncle so preconceived? I was only twenty-four years old......

"Anything is needed? Actually, you just need to shout loudly in your seat, I didn't say that noise is strictly forbidden in this place...... Say whatever you want, I'll see if I can make it......" Tang Xuan said weakly to the girl in the flower pot - he had been plagued by this large group of strange-shaped customers for nearly a year, and now he has become a master in the field of food, whether it is sweet or salty, sour or spicy, Eastern or Western, eating or drinking, staple food or snacks, basically he can make things that are not too unpopular......

Of course, if you dare to say "seaweed dragon egg soup", then it is pure trouble.

"Ahaha......" The girl in the flower pot smiled awkwardly and asked in a soft voice, "I saw that the senior sister with a katana over there asked for a melon bag, so I wanted to ask, is there a dessert here?" I want a chocolate pudding. ”

“……”

Tang Xuan squinted his eyes at this flowerpot girl, and after staring at her in a cold sweat, he said slowly: "Yes, yes...... Even if you don't have me, you can conjure it up for you...... Okay, a chocolate pudding, please wait......"

Chu Chun looked at the man's tired back, and said to himself thoughtfully: "It seems to be ...... The boss and uncle were also very troubled by these guests...... This? ”

[To be continued]