Turn around and take out the same chilled brandy cup from the refrigerator, add bright red pomegranate syrup directly to the cup, pinch a teaspoon of white powder on your hand and gently sprinkle it on the wall of the cup, the water droplets on the rim of the cup let the powder adhere firmly, beautiful as snow.

Alan watched intently as Anya put the plate, this pre-assignment is so complicated, what is the real protagonist?

Sensing Alan's impatience, Anya turned and removed TanquerayGin, a one-time distillation of freshly picked plants, fruits, and spices, from the wine cabinet, and added it to a shaker filled with half the volume of ice cubes. Half a lemon is selected from the white plating, seeded and juiced, an egg, the egg whites separated, and the spiced syrup placed aside to cool are added to the shaker in order, and the sound of the ice cubes hitting is intoxicating.

The wine is filtered through a fine sieve to remove the ice residue from the flelting, then the wine is filtered through a fine glass of pomegranate and snow brandy, tonic water is added until the glass is full, and finally two candied cherries are placed to finish.

Anya's smooth and graceful movements made Alan almost dazzled, and he couldn't remember what she had added.

"Here, please." Anya reminded aloud, and Eren seemed to come back to his senses.

"Thank you, thank you......" The bright red bartending is as bloody, what is this bartender girl giving him this cup of red? Is it because of a wound on the hand?

Diff looked at the white powder on the rim of Allen's cup and put his fingers into his mouth...... It turned out to be just powdered sugar?

Two strong men looking at each other, each other's very different cocktails, do they end up moving towards the same result? Will he open his eyes again and he will be missing fingers, missing a liver, or having his heart gouged out?

"The eyes of the two eldest brothers are very confused!" Anya cleaned the utensils she had just used, and glanced at the two of them lightly. "Seriously, I think you are like debt collectors, if my boss really owes you, who can stop me from breaking down the door? Why ask for your own suffering?"

"We're not a debt collection agency." Div clarifies. It's just that violence will be used when necessary, just add a sentence in my heart.

"The injury on my hand wasn't there yesterday, but I failed my mission here and went back to be taught a lesson by the boss?" Anya rarely said a few more words.

Unintentionally, Alan and Div couldn't help but think of the adult who stood at the top of the organizational pyramid and was good at psychological profiling and listening to the position, and they had never had the opportunity to see the deity in their lives.

"I don't actually have any, you don't have to put on this face, hurry up and recognize the reality and go home and sober up!" Anya saw that the atmosphere had cooled down, and she rounded up indifferently.

Her personality is to only devote herself to what she cares about, and she will never give up until she does her best, and she will never give up until she investigates the root cause. But if other things are not needed for work, she is too lazy to care!

Just like now, based on the identity of the bartender and the drinker, the other party doesn't want to talk about her anymore and stops, because she really doesn't care!

"Yes...... Give me a straw?" Alan made a childish request with a straight face.

"Ahem, ahem, uh, yes!" It was the first time Anya had heard gin and vodka ask for a straw and choked on her own accident. "Do you need to slice star fruit and insert a small umbrella?"

It feels like a straw is added, and it becomes a cute sweet cocktail concoction.

"Ugh—even with a straw, do you think your boss will take you for nothing?" Suddenly, from behind Allen, an extremely sweet girl's voice floated out, and if you didn't listen carefully to her words, it would definitely not attract the attention of these two men.

"Barender, give me a glass of blue champagne." The sweet baby voice is really matched with the cute pink girl's face, and the double ponytails of different colors on the left and right are immediately associated with the Harley Quinn girl, but fortunately it will not imitate makeup, so it will become a boring imitation.

"Girl, are you an adult?" Anya asked routinely. Although there are handsome security guards stationed at the entrance of the Tartarus Bar to filter the age group, it is inevitable that there will be fish that slip through the net.

"I walked in openly, and I didn't evade the ticket." The girl hooked up with Alan and Div with her left hand and right hand respectively, and her smile was a little bit of an illusion of watching a show for some reason. "Yes, Brother Allen, Brother Diff? Aiden is going to chop his hands, right? Look, you're so scared to drink vodka and gin through a straw

, hahaha!"

Since it was a fair and honest walk-in, Anya didn't ask anything, and turned around to prepare a drink for a frozen child-faced woman.

"Boss Michael." Dare to laugh like this, and still appear in such a strange shape, it must be the Scottish ruler who is good at disguise - Michael.

As soon as they realized the identity of the little girl, the two immediately got out of the high chair and were about to salute when they were stopped by Michael...... That strength is greater than the two of them, in the end, is Boss Michael a man or a woman?

"I don't need to salute, I don't have two such useless subordinates, do you want to die?" Michael smiled and threatened, holding down the two of them with more force.

Boss Michael, you are no more approachable than Boss Aiden!

"Little Lori, your blue champagne." Anya handed over the finished product and turned around to work on her follow-up homework.

The bubbling sea-blue concoctor and the stalkled bright red cherries are vibrated by the bubbles and collide with the rim of the champagne glass, salivating. Michael took one of the straws for himself, took a big breath, exhaled contentedly, and said:

"Why don't you drink it yet? I'll take care of you in 7 minutes!"

"Boss Michael...... "Honestly, they would rather drink the blue champagne in her hand!

"Take it with your hands, I won't let Aiden cut you." Michael sat down in a high chair, his feet dangling, and he grunted to the brim. "How can he be so violent? Before you want to cut your own subordinates, you need to try it yourself. Isn't that a bartender?"

"I don't care." Suddenly, Anya of the ue said indifferently about the topics they kept coming to their ears.

Actually, what little Lori said is right, the boss is so powerful, so I'll call you the boss!

- There was no quarrel, no noise, no one in the street heard it, but it came to the Tartarus Bar for no reason.

If your right hand causes you to sin, cut it off and throw it away, it is better to lose one body than to send your whole body to hell – Mad 5:30

"You're funny, little one." Michael began to count down, and while waiting, he chatted with Anya about whether he had anything to do or not.

"I'm not too small compared to you." Anya retrieves Alan and Div's wine glasses and cleans them together.

"I don't wonder why these two men come here every day?" Seeing this, Michael also handed over his cup, but his mouth was still playing with the cherry stalk just now.

"They said they wanted to see the bar owner."

"What are you going to do with your boss?" Michael's confident smile, Anya glanced at her, but her curiosity was not aroused.

"Let's get through my level before we talk about it." Anya's eyes motioned for little Lori to pay attention to the countdown number.

"Do you know why they asked you for straws?"

"You said the boss named Aiden was going to cut off their hands. Eighty percent of them will cut down the glass of wine according to the hand." Anya looked sympathetically at the two drunken men. "Are you a debt collection syndicate?"

She really just wanted to know that, but it didn't matter if she didn't want to tell her.

"Hmm...... It's a British underground secret organization, and there are debt collections, but not quite." Michael wondered how to position their organization, but he couldn't seem to find a precise adjective!

"Oh." British Underground Secret Society? Debt collection is just the job. Then she was pretty sure that the current hidden cousin Gray must be in trouble!

"You're so calm, what should I do, I seem to appreciate your type!" Michael suddenly had love in his eyes, and the doll's voice became even sweeter.

"This is the first time in my life that I have been confessed by little Lori, thank you." Although the person who accused the confession said that it was the first time, the technique of refusal was super sophisticated.

"I've actually been watching you for a while, I've been watching you since the third day these two shitty creatures are here, but you definitely didn't notice my presence."

"Oh? Because I'm busy."

"I'll come back to you tomorrow, I hope you're just as calm." Michael stepped on the high chair and thundered in Anya's

kissed him on the cheek; This time it really scared Anya, but the mood fluctuations on her face were not too big.

"This is also the first time in my life that I have been stolen by little Lori, I don't know how to react."

"Just calm down, see you tomorrow." After speaking, little Lori effortlessly dragged away the two drunken men and left Tartarus.

Who is she sacred? Then again, a familiar sentence, see you tomorrow

Downing Villas

Michael happily drove the $3.4 million Moors Lykan Hyperspor on London roads. Although Alan and Devdie instantly made the body of the car heavier by more than 200kg in the passenger seat, which did not show the performance of her sky-high supercar, little Lori drove into Aiden's villa uncharacteristically humming a song.

Ignoring the hundreds of vacant parking lots in Downing Villa, he prefers to be placed horizontally at the door to block the way of the whole world.

"Boss Aiden, who used my supercar like a truck, came out to claim the dementia puppy!" Michael grabbed one in one hand and dragged it all the way to Aiden's office before throwing it aside.

"Running around on the road today? Won't you be embarrassed?" Aiden has always recognized Michael but not people, who knows if she will appear as a loli this time, and whether she will appear as a beer-bellied old man next time. Besides, her car, which is more precious than her own life, can definitely only be her in the driver's seat.

If an adult wants to borrow her car, it should be OK, right? Although this can't happen!

"Wouldn't you be embarrassed if you had two pieces of waste?" Michael kicked the two men who were dazed on the ground.

"Doesn't it seem like it's your turn to be loud or loud at me?" Aiden resisted the urge to explode and chose to ignore the two large lumps of meat on the ground. "Why don't you stay in Edinburgh and come to me? Do you want to grab land?"

"yes." Michael jumped on Aiden's desk and grabbed his tie and pulled it over. "Your Excellency thinks you're moving too slowly, so let me see if you need any help." I've been squatting for a few days, and I've got a thorough understanding of the incompetence of your men."