Pirate, my talent beats everything

Chapter 120 Rist and Mistgang with Special Hobbies

"What do you mean?"

Hearing what Rist said, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart.

"You don't need to know, and there is no need to know."

After finishing speaking, a golden light appeared on Rist's finger, and shot out directly, penetrating the opponent's head, his eyes were wide open, as if he didn't know how he died.

The silence at the scene continued.When the pirate fell down completely, the people in the tavern panicked and ran out of the door in a panic, rolling and crawling, looking very embarrassed.

The only one who is still in the store is the boss. It's not that he doesn't want to run away, but that the store belongs to him, and he has nowhere to run.

"Boss, he should be enough to buy the consumption of everyone in the audience, right?"

"Enough is enough."

The boss nodded quickly and said, and then quickly and carefully brought a cup of hot milk to Riester, and then stood silently by the side, waiting for Riester's next order at any time.

At this time, he didn't seem to be the owner of the bar, but rather a servant of Rist.

Under the gaze of the owner of the tavern, the milk in Rist's glass was slowly finished. Just when the boss heaved a sigh of relief and felt that Rist was about to leave, Rist's words drove him into the abyss again.

"Boss, have another drink."

"Yes, yes, my lord."

The boss quickly removed the empty cup in front of Rist, and used a new quilt to make a cup of hot milk for Rist.

"It's finally here. I've already drank ten cups of milk, and I'm going to vomit in a while. You're really slow to death."

Rist was talking nonsense with his eyes closed, and his face was not red.

The owner of the tavern opened his eyes wide and looked at Rist in surprise. He remembered that he had just poured his second glass.

"Sorry, there was a boat jam on the road, so there was a delay."

Hearing that the other party used this reason, Rist couldn't help laughing.

"Mistgang, your reason is even more unbelievable than mine."

"You started it first."

Mistgang also complained abruptly, and then sat next to Rist.

"Bring me a glass of carrot juice."

Hearing Mistgang's words, the tavern owner felt a headache.

"Could it be that handsome and powerful people have this special habit?"

He couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Isn't Rist handsome?Handsome, strong, right?Strong, but come to the tavern to drink milk.

Mistgang is handsome, right?Handsome, strong, right?The tavern owner didn't know this, but since he could sit with Rist, he must not be weak, but he came to the tavern to drink carrot juice.

Coming to the tavern and milk is already enough nonsense, but unexpectedly came a more nonsense.

But since the customer has already ordered, he can't help but do it. After all, he doesn't know what the new customer looks like. What if he accidentally kills him, what will happen.

"I didn't expect you to drink carrot juice? I thought you would drink alcohol?"

"Snipers need to keep their brains in a fresh state at all times, and carrot juice can be good for the eyes."

"Oh."

Rist responded lightly, but didn't answer anything.

"It's you who really surprised me by drinking milk."

"I like it, I am happy, can you control it?"

For some reason, the dry milk that Rist drank was not as good as the milk poured by Makino.

Rist could feel the deep love and warmth from the milk poured by Makino.

Soon, Mistergang's carrot juice also came up. After taking a sip, Mistergang frowned immediately. The taste seemed a little unpleasant beyond his expectation.

This expression really surprised the tavern owner. It was his first time making this kind of thing, and he didn't have time to taste it, and he didn't know how it tasted.

But now he is also secretly swearing in his heart, making up his mind that after this calamity, he must be proficient in some weird drinks to prevent such a situation from happening again.

"However, you guessed that there was quite a commotion when we first arrived?"

Mistgang noticed the dead body at Rist's feet.

"There is no way, who made him a pirate, I have to perform my duties."

Rist said helplessly that if he didn't reveal his identity, Rister would not have killed him, but in the end he actually revealed his identity as a pirate, and he was still a pirate with a low reward. How could he let him go.

It can be said that his death was completely self-inflicted.

"By the way, you actually want to find the fruit of the operation? You want it?"

Afterwards, Mistgang asked curiously, and the tavern owner's pupils shrank when he heard Mistergang's question.

He is not an ordinary boss, but also a member of a faction in Beihai. He runs a tavern here and asks for some information from time to time.

And the organization behind them is also looking for the fruits of surgery.

"How is that possible? That's a hot potato. I don't want to get into that kind of trouble. It's the higher-ups who want it."

"oh, I see."

Mistgang naturally understood what Rist meant by the above.

"The information about the underground forces will be handed over to you. After all, you are more suitable than me in that kind of place."

"how about you?"

Mistgang asked curiously, he didn't think that the forces on the surface would have the news of the fruit of the operation.

"Me? For such a leisurely vacation, of course I want to relax. Before I came, I inquired about it. It is said that there is a place in Beihai with a good hot spring. I plan to go to the hot spring to feel comfortable."

Hearing this, Mystergang was immediately covered in black lines.

"Co-authoring me is your free labor?"

"You can't say that, after all, this meal is my treat, and it's not free."

"Depend on."

In this way, the two chatted from day to night, and the owner of the tavern was on the sidelines, his face constantly changing. He felt as if he had heard something that he shouldn't have heard. Can this little life of mine be saved?

"That's it, if there is any news, you must notify me in time."

When he was about to leave the tavern, Rist said to Mistgang.

"I know."

He also knew in his heart that this thing was what the World Government wanted. If he knew about it and didn't report it, not to mention whether Rist did something to him, even the people from the World Government would never let him go.

When the two left, the owner of the tavern breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that he had escaped a catastrophe.

However, there is one person's eyes that will always be remembered in his mind, that is Mistgang's eyes, as if he was being stared at by the god of death. Although Mistergang didn't say anything, he also knew what to do up.

"Who are these two people?"

Lister, who was walking on the street at night, definitely had extra lively people on the street tonight.

Then he looked up at the moon in the sky.

"The moon is really round tonight."

　I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. Have you eaten mooncakes? Anyway, I haven’t eaten them yet, and I don’t know what fillings you like. I like bean paste fillings, but unfortunately I don’t have them at home.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)