The old bartender drank in the bar for many days.

He was originally doing the work of a housekeeper and cleaning the house regularly. After a long time, he couldn't hold back. The wine worm came up and went straight to the bar every now and then. During this period, he simply lived in the bar.

Not only did he have a problem with his safety, but there were secret agents paying attention to him, which was also a kind of obscure protection. Although this method made the old bartender who lacked a sense of security feel bad, he got used to it over time.

The old guy returned home drunk - of course it was Donnie's old house, and then he was confused and found that the house was locked. The old bartender suddenly had a bad premonition, and it was probably that Donnie was back.

The miserable old bartender spent a long time and spent all the money left on him, almost wandering on the streets as a homeless man, and finally found his place. The news that Donny invested a lot of money to buy a large area of ​​good land was a sensation these days.

Many sociological experts and well-known people are jumping up and down in various entertainment programs and making fun of this matter.

"What's the hottest thing at the moment? Do you go out to the street to kill lizards with your weapons?"

"No, it's learning from Donnie to spend money to get land."

The old bartender was so angry that no one informed him after moving. When he found Donnie, Donnie looked at him in surprise.

"I thought you had already run away. So you were still in New York?" Donny raised his eyebrows, looking surprised. The old bartender, an unconventional old man, did not doubt that he had to run away with money.

Donnie's words were mostly ridiculous. No matter how bad they were, they were teammates who had experienced life and death. He was not short of money, nor was he stingy. He wouldn't say anything even if the old bartender ran away with the money - because when the money was spent, the old bartender would definitely run back. At worst, he would just kick him up.

The old bartender was covered in dust and held a ten-dollar bill given to him by a passerby tightly in his hand. He was trembling. He looked at the luxurious new home, his nose felt sore, and his tears almost fell. He was so paralyzed that he never slept in the bar anymore. It was too delayed, and he almost stumbled from a stable life to a wandering street!

"Why don't you tell me in advance when you come back?!" The old bartender Gulu drank all the tea on the table in one breath and chewed the tea leaves like aftertaste. Although he prefers drinking, it is good to have tea leaves.

"Tell you? I will go back as soon as I want to. But you, you are my housekeeper, you just work like this? Leave the house and go to the bar? If I hadn't been in a good mood, I would have kicked you to death." Donnie spoke with confidence.

The achievements in the past few days have been great. He has successfully mastered the method of making recycled metals. He has already made initial use of the Baccarat factor and directly used the fire source as the core to attach special particles.

The three-spiral structure is too weird. Since you have understood the relevant knowledge, there is naturally no need to fight with the Resurrection Spring Water again. Last time, there was a supreme mage to protect him. Should I rely on the supreme mage next time? Next time, I guess the supreme mage will take the lead and kill Donnie with one palm. After all, he is the guardian of the earth, not Donnie's guardian.

Amid the noise, Amanda on the second floor finally woke up from her coma. After the initial confusion, her eyes became sharp in an instant. She turned up directly and subconsciously wanted to get the weapon on her body, but she felt empty.

A crack was opened in the window, and the curtains that blocked the sun were slightly blown by the breeze, and a hint of warm sunlight passed through the glass, leaving the heat in the room with fragrance. Occasionally, birds flashed past the window, making a crisp chirping, and stood lightly on the telephone pole.

Amanda was a little confused and her brain was a little dizzy. The sudden feeling of despair made her feel scared.

"What's wrong with me?" Amanda looked around with her beautiful eyes confused. On the small sofa beside the bed, her equipment was placed intact on it. Her brow frowned slightly, Amanda still maintained the consciousness of a killer and put her weapon back on her as soon as possible.

There was a conversation coming downstairs. One voice was her boss Donnie, and the other voice was very strange. He should be an old bartender who had been away from home for a long time.

At this time, Donnie and the old bartender were swearing each other on the first floor, all kinds of swear words flying all over the sky, mocking each other.

Just like the sleeping beauty who just woke up, Amanda slowly went downstairs. If she looked carefully, she would find that every step she took was extremely accurate and reached the limit that the human body could do.

Amanda deserves to be the elite killer of the Owl Court.

"Damn?" The old bartender looked up when he heard the sound and was stunned.

Amanda, with a cold face, couldn't hide her natural beauty. Her beautiful face had great charm. Her plain but confused eyes absorbed all eyes like a charming black hole. Her tallest figure was bulging and raised back, enough to attract anyone's attention as soon as possible.

"No wonder, no wonder you threw me aside. It turns out that you are a hiding girl in the golden house?!" The old bartender suddenly raised his voice and pointed to the beauty who walked down from the second floor with exaggerated words, "You are not kind, I will follow you through life and death. How could you rather hang out with the beauty than sit and watch me wander on the streets?!"

Donnie rolled his eyes, the world was so conscience, he really did nothing... Well, although he had really thought about doing something, Donnie was once dry, but his glorious and upright heart did not allow him to take advantage of others' danger. Although Louiski sent Amanda specifically, there was not the meaning of the beauty trick in it...

"You took off my clothes?" Amanda opened her red lips lightly and looked at the current boss with her eyes.

Donnie was serious and defended: "You have fallen into a coma, your body and spirit are terrible damage, and I need to rest, so I will take off the weapon from your coat."

"Damn it? You made someone's girl's house unconscious?! You beast!" The old bartender screamed, his eyes as if he had known Donny for the first time, as if he was watching a beast.

"It's not what you think... Damn, shut up, why should I explain this to you?" Donnie shouted with a dark face, and then he said sincerely at Amanda, who had a plain face and no waves, "Believe me, I did nothing. I was affected at that time, you saw it with your own eyes."

Amanda frowned and recalled for a moment, as if convinced by his boss' sincerity, slowly moved his hand away from the knife, walked naturally behind Donny, standing silently, and performing his duties.

"What the hell is going on?" Amanda asked softly.

"I studied the resurrection spring water. It was probably because the boss behind the scenes was unhappy and was warning me." Donny picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

The old bartender looked left and right, and finally noticed something was wrong. His expression became serious and asked, "What happened these days when I was not here?"

At this moment, his expression was very serious, and his eyes were staring at Donny. Donny's face remained unchanged, but he just shook his head slightly.

After spending a while together, Donnie and the old bartender can be said to be quite familiar with each other. They have lived and died together, so they naturally understand what they mean.

The old bartender's eyes were asking him if there was any problem with this woman Amanda. If there was, the old bartender would do her without hesitation.
Chapter completed!