Aiden pulled Allen's hand and pressed it on the desk, the sharp blade was inserted between the index and middle fingers, and the connected fingers were cut 2 centimeters, and if Alan used force, he would crack along the earthworm muscle and see the bone.

Alan gritted his teeth, but his brows could not fluctuate in the slightest, and he stubbornly held on to the calm on the surface, and said:

"Soiled your desk, I'll wipe it down immediately."

"I asked you to get information, not to ask you to get people back. Is that the woman the point? The point is where the thing the adults want!"

"Yes, we know what to do." Alan also bent down to pray for Aiden's anger with Div, who was still bowing at 90 degrees.

"If you fail, I'll chop off your hand holding the glass!"

It's another day of sunset, and tourists from all over the world are gradually dispersing, leaving Windsor Castle alone to sing the glory of history standing on the banks of the River Thames.

Office workers who return home with briefcases are baptized by a day of exhaustion and elegance, and their ties and shirts are neatly arranged as if they were going out in the morning. Walk with graceful steps and a pleasant mood of not getting drunk and not returning home into the popular Tartarus Bar. At the beginning of the lanterns, the cold blue neon lights are lit, which looks abrupt under a faint yellow background, exuding a faint sense of not approaching the living.

Anya stepped on shiny black martin boots and a black leather jacket to withstand the chill of early spring, rubbing her hands together and walking into the bar through the staff entrance.

"It's a little cold, so it's the perfect time for a cup of shochu." Anya walked into the staff storage room, took off her Gothic jacket, put on a handsome black apron, and grabbed her eight-point bangs into a princess head at will in a good mood today, and the whole person exuded a little playfulness.

"Hey chick, nice hairstyle, I feel like you're in a good mood today." The male bartender who was partnered with Anya today greeted him, flicked Anya's princess head, and walked to the bar with a smile.

"The bangs are too long, I want to cut an Undeu and comb it all back." Anya shook the ponytail at the back of her head, shaking her head and shaking her head with a rare cuteness.

"Undeu is so handsome, you better keep it like this, leave a little way back for us men." The partner patted her on the shoulder and began to clean the front of the bar.

"I was born like this, very neutral." Anya also continued to clean and plate, and various ingredient boxes were stacked, waiting for the owner to open the box.

"No, you're actually very feminine, and it's your clothes and hairstyle that make you neutral. Even so, there are still a bunch of men chasing after you, haven't you considered anyone?"

"I didn't think about it." Anya replied in seconds.

"Why? Those people don't feel like they're ordinary people, and some of them even feel like they have a good background, and if they can climb one, they don't have to work everywhere, right?" The male partner knew that Anya was only a part-time bartender, and he also knew that she still had a job elsewhere during the day, and he always thought that her family was not financially rich enough to need such hard work.

Anya didn't explain much about her background, after all, the bartender just promised Cousin Gray to do fun, and it was good for the girl to have a relative to take care of her alone, although it was a distant relative. After her tailoring apprenticeship is released, she will leave England and return to Milan, and deep friendship will only produce too many bonds, so it is better to maintain a relationship that is as light as water.

"I work for fun." Don't want to say too much, just answer like this.

"Okay, okay, you're still young anyway, so it's good to play more and see the world." The partner said in the tone of a 40-year-old man educating the young girl, and after teasing her princess Ponytail again, he concentrated on preparing to open the store.

It's BlueMonday, and the Tartaros Bar has stepped up to create a melancholy atmosphere, with wooden wine cabinets lit up with the same cool blue neon lights as the Tararus sign, and music playing to the music of Lotherois' Sailing, allowing those who are alone to sail in the financial tide to explore the deepest cries hidden in their hearts.

"The atmosphere in the bar today is really melancholy, as if we are mourning our death early." Diff and his partner Alan stepped into Tartarus again with trepidation, and the melancholy atmosphere that greeted them covered them like a bubble.

"You had this mentality from the beginning, it's better to go back now and let the boss dismember you, why come here again and be humiliated by that little sister with a glass of bartending?" Alan slapped Div's back hard to make him shake up

At the same time, it is also to increase the courage of yourself.

"Those two men are here again." As soon as Anya's partner saw Alan and Div, he immediately moved sideways to Anya and whispered a reminder.

"Well, this time I'm not going to sit on the sofa but go straight to the Yellow Dragon!" Anya saw the two big bears walking straight in her direction, and the words that Uncle Gray had said to her this morning flashed through her mind:

Somebody is looking for me, whoever it is, like today.

What kind of trouble did my cousin get into?

What the hell are these two guys looking for him? It's not like you're here to collect debts, and violence is easy to solve; I actually came to beg for wine, and I wanted to win her 7 minutes to see my cousin. When will that end?

"Little sister, I'm ready today, come on!" Div got straight to the point, and Anya also appreciated his directness, so she said a few more words to him.

"There are very few drinkers like you, who let me serve wine without saying a word."

"I'm not like those drinkers, my ultimate goal is not you, hurry up and get the drink, and then I want to see your boss." Div unbuttoned his blazer and sat down on a high chair in front of the bar; Allen, who was inseparable from him, did the same, and sat side by side in another high chair.

"Why do you have to meet the boss? As I said yesterday, it's good to be a friend of the boss who calls me directly on my phone, and if not, you have to tell me your intentions first."

"Little sister, no one has taught you to walk and jump in the rivers and lakes, and some things are happier if you don't know." Allen's hands were on the countertop, and his bandaged hands caught Anya's attention.

This man shouldn't have had this injury on his hand yesterday.

What exactly do these two people do? Is it really a debt collector? If so, if you want to see that Cousin Gray is actually fierce, and no one here can stop them, so why do you have to deal with her with a glass of wine so honestly?

"Okay, who's going to challenge today?" Anya looked at Alan and Div, who were looking at each other, and their eyes met in a reckless attempt to fear failure.

"Yesterday's cup, I'll try it." Alan took a deep breath and signed up.

"Alan, I don't think you'd better go through that kind of fear of falling into darkness in an instant."

"I've got to try, or I won't understand what you're telling the boss."

"You have different qualities, and I won't give you 'See You Tomorrow' just for him." Anya smiled at the two interesting men. "But the fear of falling into darkness in an instant is the same, want to try it, Brother Allen?"

Thinking so much about each other, what is the relationship between the two of them, serving colleagues who are difficult to get together and share weal and woe and develop affection? That's pretty good!

"Little sister, why do I think you're happy?" Diff glanced at the corners of her mouth slightly hooked, and sighed in his heart.

"It's my interest to create a wine that is unique to each drinker, according to his nature."

Sure enough, it's bartending according to psychological analysis.,So it seems to be a good match with the adult who is good at psychological profiling.,If the two get together, I don't know who will kill the deer?

No, no! It must be this little sister who died, but that adult is an absolute existence, how can he compare with anyone? You don't have to compare.

Wrong! How could he care about the adult Yin in his mind, he actually put that adult and this bartending girl on a scale to measure, not only is he tired of living in this life, but he doesn't even have to think about reincarnation in the next life.

"Two comrades, have you figured it out?" Anya inexplicably appeared in her mind the beautiful picture of the two fierce bears flirting, and she couldn't control the loss of the corners of her mouth.

"See you tomorrow for a drink!" Alan and Div spoke in unison, making Anya even smile from the corner of her eye.

"As you wish."

Diff stared at Anya's every step with wide eyes this time, and sure enough, Cir vodka was still the base, the tequila in the dark green bottle flowed into the sherk glass through the iron wine mouth, and the gin in the beautiful sky blue bottle was poured in the same way.

So far, Anya's movements have been exactly the same; Perhaps the devil was hiding in the details of what he had added to confuse his senses.

The pulp and skin of the orange in a white square dish are separated, and the pulp is juiced and seeded

, add it with a dropper, and then it's time for the bartender to show off his skills.

Sure enough, it was another cold brandy glass, and the wine was poured into the glass through the strainer. Anya then opened the lids of several glass jars one after another, and used the sugar cubes that had been placed in the jars to pick up the dried shrimp; Take out a teaspoon from another jar, sprinkle a little white powder, and add a little black particles to the other can, without stirring, and let the powder sink to the bottom of the cup like snowflakes.

Finally, I took the orange peel that had just been left, leaned against the rim of the cup, and placed a mint leaf to decorate.

Serve on the countertop.

It turned out that the fresh smell was dried shrimp, and the black particles should be pepper. So, what is white powder?

Is it medicine?

There must be some illegal powder mixed in, otherwise how could he have been dealt with in a matter of minutes?

"Are your eyes questioning what I'm in? Do you doubt that it is different from the last glass?" Anya had been suspected by too many angry drinkers, but she was not angry. Or should I say that she doesn't know what these people want to think, and if she is unhappy, she will leave, and she will fall within 7 minutes. "You can access yesterday's monitor footage for you to check it out."

Diff was silent and took the challenge.

Is it the same that he knows after drinking it, and he must taste it well this time, otherwise how can he report it to the boss?

"Brother Allen, this cup is yours now, see clearly."

Instead, Anya took out a frying pan and poured sweet syrup, cloves, cinnamon sticks, star anise and cardamom into it, boiled over high heat until it boiled, then turned off the heat and cooled.