Chapter 558: Eleven Questions

Anya ignored him no longer, feeling the colder temperature at her fingertips as the packaging was lifted layer by layer. The outer packaging is all removed, and the contents are still entangled in plastic wrap, is there dry ice here? Cold smoke all the time?

Circle by circle, the prototype of the packaging became clearer and clearer, and Anya was stunned!

"It's ...... Finger ......" She was really stunned, and Cousin Gray's purple-gray severed finger, still wrapped in plastic wrap, was in the palm of her hand, emitting white smoke from the cold temperature of hell.

Finger!

What did they do to Uncle Gray? Is he alive?

Reason could not resist the anger that welled up in her heart, and Anya grabbed the HKUSP pistol that the adult had placed on the table, and it just so happened that the adult had helped her load the bullet in an eventful manner, and she only had to pull the trigger.

As soon as the adult was pointed at a woman with a gun, everyone in the Tartarus bar stood up instantly, and the sound of a pistol being loaded was completed in an instant.

It's no wonder that she and her old partner find the atmosphere in the bar today very strange, why the nature of the customers is so similar. It turned out that everyone present was theirs, and she was outnumbered...... Isn't it just fish on top?

"You're the first woman to dare point a gun at me." The adult still smiled calmly, and also used two fingers to stop the flood beast that wanted to shoot her into a honeycomb.

"If you dare to give me a gun, you must be prepared to be shot in the head by me!" For the first time in her life, Anya felt the weight of a gun, not only the volume of stainless steel, but also the weight of life.

With such a heavy weight, why can these people turn a blind eye?

In the face of Anya's threat, the adults smiled even more heartily, which made Anya feel annoyed and angry at being despised. She couldn't refrain from shouting at him:

"What are you laughing at? Do you think you're the only one in the world who dares to shoot?"

"I'm right here, do it!" Responding to Anya's threats is doubling down on provocations. "Avenge your poor cousin Gray as atonement for my connivance with my men for causing such a frightened old man."

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Anya's muzzle pressed against the adult's forehead for a moment, and she didn't care about the embarrassment of her upper body lying on the bar.

"You can try not to hurt me." Even with the barrel of the gun pressed to her head, the adult's tone was still languid, and his gaze even drifted to the collar of her open shirt, the two balls of breasts that were about to burst out because he was lying on the table.

The beautiful scenery can be enjoyed quietly.

"You!"

The adult didn't speak again, and the cold and slender fingers covered Anya's, without giving her the slightest chance to react, and pulled the trigger.

His fingers are so cold...... It doesn't seem to have the breath of ordinary people!

Now it was useless to dwell on this, he pulled the trigger himself...... At such a close distance, the bullet must have pierced the head, and death was inevitable!

"Open your eyes." The adult's warm and low magnetic voice that did not match the body temperature sounded, and the brief command Anya did not want to resist at all, and obediently opened her eyes that were closed with fear when she pulled the trigger.

"You...... Still alive?" Not only are you still alive, but you haven't shed a drop of blood at all? "Is this a toy gun?"

The adult did not answer, but turned the trigger of the bow guard, and the gun returned to his hand, loaded the sliding case, closed the safety and put it into the holster, and fired a shot at the wine cabinet in the rear.

The loud sound and the accompanying smell of smoke and gunpowder made Anya, who had never seen such a scene before, exclaim:

"Wow—"

"You've asked me a total of ten questions, and if you want the most important answer, beat me first!" Putting the gun back into the pouch, the adult was still smiling.

This plague god, this god of death, this bastard bastard thing, he didn't give her a second way from the beginning, and all the development was under his control!

But on what basis can this man who meets for the first time know what she will decide, what to say, and how to do?

This is how the Demon Boss and Michael became defeated under their men?

Defeat you, defeat you, I can get your men, there's no reason why I can't defeat you!

"Good girl." Just when Anya made a decision in her heart, the adult came up with this sentence.

Could it be that adults really have the ability to read minds, otherwise how would he know when her state of mind has changed? And responded to her thoughts every second?

Anya held back her anger, and after taking a few deep breaths, she took out a martini glass. Turning around and looking at the wine cabinet that had been blasted out of the hole by the adults in the back, he picked out three wines, which were gin, absinthe, and dubone.

The adult watched Anya's movements with great interest, and she poured the wine into the wine measuring container, and after grabbing the precise amount, she poured it directly into the martini glass. The transparent gin, which is then added to the liquor taken from outside the wine cabinet, is the color of the liquor...... It seems to be spicy; The martini glass was only half full, and then she poured the vermouth known as the Green Elf from the wine scale, the clear liquid now stained the same color as their eyes.

Finally, with a long spoon as a barrier, Du Bennet was added at a very slow speed, and the original pale green was immediately dyed the color of ruby. Instead of a stirring stick, why not just in the glass and let the wine blend naturally? In this way, it will not spoil the taste of the base wine, and it can add a visual feast.

Do you count the five wines she used, two of which were deliberately hidden?

That's okay, the bartender himself has a few ace recipes and doesn't want people to know, so let the spicy woman tell him the answer herself.

"How can you guarantee that you'll win?" Anya brought a beautiful red diamond cocktail to the adults, and easily struck a blow to his unstoppable self-confidence.

"This is your eleventh question. You can start praying for 7 minutes, and I'll answer one of you."

Aiden, who was closest to the adult, closed his lips and watched everything develop.

He could see that the girl was using spicy gin, not sweet vermouth, and Dubennet, and he didn't see the two wines that hadn't been brought to the table, and the adults were only one face away from her, so he could definitely know what kind of alcohol she was going to use to beat him.

However, even though he knew the wine recipe at the beginning, he still became a defeated subordinate of this woman...... Assuming that the adult only knows three wines, he still exudes a strong aura of winning steadily.

This woman is very good at observing people, and when they meet for the first time, she can prepare a meeting tomorrow that he is willing to indulge in just by talking for a long time; Is she through the eyes? Body movements? Or does the dialogue detect secrets hidden beneath the skin?

You can start praying for 7 minutes and I will answer one of you.

This is definitely the death knell for this female bartender!

He had clearly warned her with his eyes, he didn't know why he was risking 100% betrayal of the adult, but this woman who was so good didn't appreciate it at all! He knew that she could understand, but he deliberately didn't understand.

Then—for the sake of her being on the verge of peeking into his heart, he would do his best to keep her body intact.

"Hmph, I've never been threatened like this since I was a child, but you're the first one with commendable courage!" Anya leaned forward with her upper body, one hand supporting her cheeks, and staring at the good-looking face of the yuppie up close.

Those shades of green eyes......

If she could only get one answer, what would she want to know?

Wrong! Why was she being led by the nose by him? Why would she think about the "only one answer" question? She absolutely had to get the answers to eleven questions out of that demonic mouth!

"A good wine, smooth in taste and a color that flatters your eyes." The adult took a sip and smiled. "As an apprentice tailor, I appreciate being able to achieve such a skill in bartending."

Scare! He knew she was an apprentice tailor!

No, this person already knows that Gray is her cousin, and her background has long been exposed to the sun, and she's surprised!

"You're not going to trouble my family, are you?" As soon as these words came out, Anya immediately regretted it.

The adult did not say a word, as if he were treating a treasure and quietly tasting this cup as his special concoction.

Since the members of the organization knew that Boss Aiden would also be defeated tomorrow, the mentality they had towards this female bartender was incredible; And now they can be in the same space as adults.

See you tomorrow by watching him drink with his own eyes...... The attitude towards the bartender has shifted to awe.

Although they are in awe, they will still raise their guns when they threaten the lives of adults.

Seven minutes is short, but it's enough to scorch the feet of a bunch of ants on a hot pan, including Anya herself, but she will never admit that she expects anything.

Seeing that his white skin had not changed at all, not even a little blush had been stained; Could it be that she wasn't observant enough to impress him?

"Spicy gin, not sweet vermouth, and dubnet, these three were taken from the wine cabinet at the back and poured 15 each to reconcile. The other two...... I have to say that you are quite good at choosing wine, but it may be a little bit different to beat me with it." The adult returned the martini glass to Anya, and the residual liquid made his lips look even more seductive.

"What are the remaining two wines?"

"Thirteenth question, but unfortunately you won't get any answers from me." The adult reached out and picked up a few strands of her pretty short hair, and then patted her hand on the cheek.

His hands were still as cold as the winter night he had stained before he walked into the bar. Does the heating in the room not work for him, and even mixing wine to give him the temperature that a human being?

"No! What the hell are you looking for? I don't know what Uncle Gray is messing with you, what do you want me to do if you're too busy and throw a severed finger?" Anya was also annoyed. She was angry with his various attitudes, and even more angry that she was actually led by his nose, she should have been insulated from this kind of trouble, why is she in it now? Just because Gray is her cousin? And she happened to be working in a bar owned by her cousin?