Pirate's Swordsman

At the same time, in the soft light, on the edge of the wine house, on a tree stump-shaped decoration, the annual rings suddenly lit up in circles, emitting a faint light. Only then did everyone present realize that this was actually a disguised expansion hall. musical instrument.

The next moment, as the aperture of the annual ring rotated slightly, a slightly childish and crisp voice suddenly sounded from it, echoing slowly around:

"Do you feel lonely during this boundless journey?"

"Do you feel lonely on the vast ocean?"

"Wandering for many years, will you miss your relatives and scenery in your hometown?"

"If so, then why not come to Shudong Wine House and have a sit?"

“Taste countless varieties of refreshing wines.”

"I met a friend with the same interests by chance."

"Recollect and share the trajectory of your life."

"Well, what if you're still unhappy?"

"It doesn't matter. There is a tree hole that belongs to you here. Tell it to your heart's content. No one knows your secrets, and no one can disturb you. Wander in your own world, accompanied by the fragrance of the trees..."

"Need to believe."

"A good day will come."

The voice was a little unfamiliar and shy at first, but the more it was recited, the more emotional it became. It perfectly combined with the classical music coming from the gramophone. The ups and downs actually made the decoration style unique. The Shudong Wine House is even more attractive.

Suddenly, many guests at the table showed signs of excitement.

In the northeast corner of the restaurant, at the window seat, two young men, a man and a woman, were sitting opposite each other with an intimate attitude. The wedding rings in their hands were shining brightly. They seemed to be a newly married couple.

"My dear, that wine shop looks very interesting." The young man just returned his gaze from the tree hole wine shop. He looked at his beloved lover tenderly and said with a smile, "How about we go over and sit there too? How about a drink?”

"As for the wine, I still don't want it."

The young woman had long, slightly curly flaxen hair and looked quite charming and beautiful. She shook her head slightly, then pursed her lips, revealing a peaceful smile: "But that tree hole is indeed quite interesting, okay. I want to try it.”

"Hahaha, what a coincidence, I thought so too." The man laughed, wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood up and left the table. "Then, let's go together."

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On the southernmost side of the hall, next to the door.

Different from those in the north, the dining tables in this area are large round tables that can accommodate more than a dozen people. At this moment, there are more than a dozen strong men sitting together, pointing at the wine shop, in small groups. The ground was whispering something.

"Damn it, just say it if you have something to say, and fart if you have something to say!"

In the middle, a one-eyed old man wearing a captain's hat couldn't stand it anymore. He slapped the table and shouted: "They are all big men, one by one, hiding somewhere and making noises." What a look!

Everyone at the table was stunned by such an attack. After looking at each other for a long time, a bolder bald man stood up and cautiously said, "Captain, um..."

"When we defeated the Amaranthus Pirates last time, you said you wanted to invite everyone..." At this point, the man hesitated for a while, swallowed his mouth and then dared to continue: "Drink it happily. Was it from last time?”

"Huh? What did you say!?"

As expected, when he heard this, the one-eyed old man's eyes were as wide as cowbells, and he shouted angrily: "Still drinking? Didn't you fucking see the bill just now or something? This restaurant The food sold in the restaurant is extremely expensive. Our table of dishes costs a full 10,000 Baileys. The damn Calabash waiter said he wouldn't give change. We are losing so much money. Just like this, you still want to go. If we drink together, isn't it clear that we are opening our wallets for them to rob?

! ”

"Hey, stingy."

After muttering in a voice that only he could hear, Baldhead spread his hands towards his friends around him, indicating that there was nothing he could do. So, after lamenting and sighing, the big men at the table had no choice but to turn their eyes from the wine room back to the table and continue eating dinner.

However, what no one noticed was that after seeing all his subordinates hanging their heads listlessly, a trace of struggle appeared in the eyes of the one-eyed old man. Then he secretly opened his wallet under the table and counted the pitiful things. After picking up Bailey, he sighed with reluctance:

"These brats... they really have to pay for their coffins this time..."

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"Good reading."

On the second floor of the Barati restaurant, through the gap in the stairs, I watched with cold eyes the guests below who were aroused and excited and poured into the wine room one after another. Xia Nuo suddenly smiled slightly, turned his head, stretched out his hand and rubbed his side. Little guy's hair.

"Hehe, of course."

Xiao Sanji did not resist Xia Nuo's head-touching attack, but showed a bit of enjoyment. After putting away the microphone and manuscript in his hand, he raised his face and said curiously: "By the way, Brother Xia Nuo, Didn’t you say before that you would be personally responsible for the wine shop? Now that it’s open, why don’t you go down?”

"No, no need."

Xia Nuo glanced at him, and then his eyes wandered back to the crowded wine shop, and said calmly: "At least for now, there is no need. The guests are not drunk yet, so it would be a waste of time to go out early."

"Oh." Sanji nodded as if he understood.

Afterwards, probably because it was already very late, Sanji didn't stand for long before he felt sleepy. In the end, he couldn't hold on any longer, so he said good night to Xia Nuo and went back to his room to sleep.

So, the stairs on the second floor.

Only Xia Nuo was left, standing there with Lake Toya in his arms, silently watching everything that happened in the bar.

………………

Time passed by slowly, and before I knew it, the night became darker and darker.

The hour hand of the wall clock on the wall has already pointed to the cross, and the Barati restaurant has completely entered the closing state. All the lights in the hall have been extinguished, and the chefs have gone to rest. The cold wind of late autumn seeped through the cracks in the door, whining. The sound made the atmosphere even quieter.

However, in this darkness, there is still a warm light, which shines slightly from under the banyan tree behind the east wall. If you listen carefully, there is also the sound of laughing and clinking glasses, coming from inside from time to time.

Inside the Shudong Wine House.

"As expected of thirty-year-old Mikel's wine, it's so damn enjoyable!"

A drunken voice suddenly sounded, and then he saw a fat man with a stubble in front of the bar, raising the empty wine glass in his hand, and shouted towards the inside with a red face: "Hey, bartender, give me another drink!" On the rocks!”

"No problem, just a moment."

As one of the three bartenders on the night shift, Karl, who was cleaning the glasses, immediately raised his head, smiled and made an "OK" gesture, then turned and walked to the closet in the corner and began to mix the wine the other party wanted.

Squeak.

At this moment, a soft sound suddenly sounded beside him. Karl subconsciously turned his head and glanced, but he happened to see the back door of the wine house being pushed open from the outside. Xia Nuo, wearing a dark blue sweater, yawned and left. Come in.

"Chef, good evening."

As if he had known he would come for a long time, Karl did not show any surprise. After saying hello with a smile, he lowered his head and continued the work at hand.

"Well, good evening."

His eyes moved slightly and he glanced outside the bar. After seeing that there were more than a dozen people drinking and talking and laughing at this time, and they were all almost drunk, Xia Nuo stretched himself and smiled slightly:

"Well, the atmosphere isn't bad."