Accidentally provoked the whole world

Chapter 188 It's Time To Solve This Old Cowboy
John returned to Laomei at noon the next day, and found the small California town where Bud had settled that night.

As Sophie said, Bud's whereabouts are very easy to find. John went to the town to inquire casually and easily obtained the information he wanted to know.

Because the residents of the town are very impressed with Bud who always wears that stupid and stupid cowboy hat.

In the eyes of the town residents, the old cowboy has been in and out of the town's bars the most in the past four years. He drinks day and night. He is a terrible person and has no sense of time. That's a common thing during the day.

Drank until he had nothing, drank until he sold the house and all he had was his stupid, stupid cowboy hat.

Now, he has to work to pay for his next meal.

The part-time job is at the sky dance hall at the end of the street.

John put on a hat and walked into the door of the Sky Cabaret.

The interior lighting of the dance hall is dim, and the furnishings are relatively simple, which is too far from the night scenes in big cities.

There was no one in the ballroom at this time, only a bartender was behind the counter wiping glasses.

"Hey, what do you need, old man? I think you'd better come here in two hours. Of course, if you want to find a girl, maybe a little later."

The bartender greeted John politely.

John shrugged and said, "Give me a beer."

The bartender filled John with a wiped glass.

John took a sip, "Well, it tastes good. I'll go and sit there for a while. Anyway, it's just to pass the time. It doesn't matter if you come early or late."

The bartender said, "Take your time, then. The band won't be coming until an hour later."

John nodded, took a beer to the corner and randomly picked a seat and sat down.

As the saying goes, know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. John wants to come here to observe Bud up close and see what kind of person the so-called California Sword God is.

It didn't take long for John to see an old scooter driving at the door.

A man in a cowboy hat got out of that car and went straight into the ballroom.

John took a closer look, and the middle-aged man in a cowboy hat who came in was Bud.

Although John had never seen Bud in person before, after the townspeople and Sophie's description, coupled with his silly and stupid hat, it was difficult not to recognize him.

"Hey, Bud, you're late again, twenty minutes late. Dude, do you really have no sense of time?"

The bartender said to Bud a little bit resentfully.

Bud chewed the tobacco leaves indifferently, "There are no guests yet."

The bartender looked at John who was sitting, "Dude, isn't that right?"

Bud looked back.

Sure enough, there was a person sitting in the corner, but that person was also wearing a relatively wide hat, and in addition to the dim light, his appearance could not be seen clearly.

"Is it Bud?! Tell him to get out of here!"

There was shouting from the office.

The bartender gave Bud a "good luck" expression and said to him, "The boss called you."

Bud spat out the tobacco in his mouth and walked towards the source of the sound.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Bud leaned on the door frame and looked at the boss.

The boss is also watching him.

After looking at Bud for ten seconds, he said, "I don't know which car wash you worked in before, and I will let you in if you are late for 10 minutes. Of course, I think this car wash Definitely not mine, although I also own a car wash."

Bud quibbled, "But...there aren't any guests outside."

"No guests? Do you keep your eyes open, or do you want to prove something to me? Or you need to find another reason for yourself."

The boss looked at Bud and said.

Bud glanced back at John who was sitting in the corner again, and said to the boss, "I mean, I'm a bodyguard, and I'm in charge of the security here. Look, there's no trouble here now."

But the boss said: "Then what do you mean, you took my money but didn't do the work you should do?"

"That's not what I meant," Bud said.

"Didn't that mean? Well, let's take a look at your roster."

The boss took down the calendar hanging on the wall while talking, "Do you have a class tomorrow?"

Bud said, "Yes."

"You don't." The boss crossed out Bud's name, "because you don't even know you have to go to work tomorrow. Do you have tomorrow? No tomorrow. What about the day after tomorrow?"

Bud said, "I have it the day after tomorrow."

The boss crossed out Bud's name again, "No, you won't have it the day after tomorrow. You won't have it the day after tomorrow, and you won't have it in the future either..."

The boss has been crossing off Bud's shift for the next week on the schedule.

"..."

Bud was speechless.

The boss threw away the pen, "Now please go home and wait for my call. After a week, you are sure you remember the time to go to work and we will talk again."

"Ugh……"

Bud sighed silently.

"Also," the boss looked at Bud's hat, "I remember I told you, don't wear that stupid, stupid, donkey-like hat with me again."

Bud looked back at John who was sitting in the corner, and said to the boss, "But the guests also wear hats."

The boss said, "But I'm not the client's boss. I'm yours. So I want you to keep this stupid, silly hat at home."

Bud had to take off the hat on his head.

The boss said: "Very well, you can leave now. By the way, Luo Ji has something to ask you before leaving."

Luo Ji is the old bustard of the ballroom. She has many girls under her command, but almost none of them are good-looking, at least Bud thinks so.

When Bud came out of the boss's office, he happened to meet Rocky coming out of the bathroom.

Luo Ji said to him: "I'm sorry Bud, the toilet in the toilet is blocked again, and the excrement is flowing all over the floor. I hope you can get it done as soon as possible before the peak of the (*) flow comes."

Bud nodded, "Okay, I'll clean it up."

John sat in the corner and watched with his own eyes as Bud took cleaning supplies and entered the toilet. He worked there for half an hour until the number of guests began to increase, and then he came out wiping his sweat.

The place where John sat was closer to the office, and he could hear what was said just now clearly.

John thought to himself: the former California knife god would be reduced to such a state. He was reprimanded by the boss and did not dare to attack. He was even assigned to clean the toilet by the old bustard. I don't know if I can touch so many experiences, specializations, and characteristics.

It's better to get a gun and kill him directly, and sign for the big delivery from his old brother Bill earlier.

It is easier for Laomei to get a gun here, far from Japan (*) where it takes fifty hotel gold coins to exchange an ordinary gun.

John only spent two gold coins in exchange for a nice pistol (*) gun and fifteen rounds (*) of ammunition.

Of course, the exchanged guns and bullets (*) cannot be traced, they are absolutely safe, and cannot be traced if they fall into anyone's hands.

(End of this chapter)