Be the master in the comic world

After William entered the bar, he walked directly to the bar and sat down.

Fortunately, this bar is not the type that plays deafening music and is noisy.In William's current state, he really can't stand that kind of death heavy metal rock.

The bar sings live country rock music with American characteristics. There is a small band composed of keyboard player, bassist, drummer and lead singer on the stage.

The lead singer's crisp singing voice is accompanied by simple melody and catchy rhythm and music.William, who was listening to it for the first time, found it very pleasant, but he was a little confused as to why he had never heard such classic music before.

The bartender came over and said enthusiastically: "How can I serve you?"

In fact, the bartenders in most bars are very active and enthusiastic. Firstly, this is what the boss asks them to do, and secondly, they want to sell the wine on the counter as soon as possible.When your glass is empty and you don't want another drink, the bartender's "enthusiastic" inquiry will make most people leave the table and give up their seat at the bar to others.

William habitually ordered the drink he drank most: "Whiskey, ice cream."

"Another order of tequila." The beautiful short-haired girl followed William to the bar and sat down next to William.

Watching the bartender go to pour the wine, William rubbed his swollen temples with his hands and said to the short-haired girl next to him:

"Listen. This..."

The short-haired girl introduced herself: "Jill, my name is Jill."

William continued: "Well, this is really a beautiful name. You have to know, Jill. Normally, I would never refuse a lovely person like you. I can promise you, believe me. But I am in trouble now It’s so annoying, I can’t help it..."

When Jill heard William's words, she raised her eyebrows and interrupted directly:

"Stop it. You're still here drinking, so it's not a big trouble. And I like troublesome boys. This makes me feel excited."

After Jill finished speaking, she winked at William playfully, her big eyes flickering very charmingly.

She raised a small glass of tequila brought by the bartender and raised the glass to William. She picked up the fine salt shaker on the table with one hand in her right hand. She turned her long fingers over and sprinkled the fine salt evenly on it. Between the tiger's mouth of the palm of the right hand.

Gil put down the salt shaker, put the palm of his hand under his nose, and sucked in the tiny salt particles into his nose.Then quickly drink the entire glass of tequila in one gulp.

Jill held her breath briefly for a few seconds, fully enjoying the slightly bitter fragrance of agave glycol and the superimposed stimulation of the pure salt grains, and then exhaled the turbid air in one breath, making a lovely and charming breath.

"what!"

Looking at Jill, who was free and easy and frank, William smiled helplessly, picked up the cold whiskey and raised the glass to her in the same way, and then drank it down in one gulp.

Seeing William who had also finished his drink, Jill smiled happily and said:

"Then mysterious Mr. Trouble, we are friends."

"William Osborne" William stretched out his hand.

Jill pouted her mouth slightly, narrowed her smart eyes with a wicked smile, and said:

"I don't want to shake hands with you anymore. You are so old-fashioned. Are you from the 70s or [-]s?"

'The 70s and [-]s? 'What's the meaning?William felt something was wrong.

Just as he was about to ask a question, he was interrupted by a burst of noise outside the bar.

Jill and William turned around and looked outside together through the window. They saw five or six big men wearing leather jackets and pants like William, surrounding William's motorcycle that fell on the roadside, looking around.

Seeing that this posture showed no sign of fear, Jill asked teasingly:

"Is this the trouble you're talking about?"

William replied calmly: "This may be one of them."

While the two were talking, the five or six big men rudely pushed open the door of the bar and filed into the bar.

One of them met William, the kind man who had just given him clothes and a motorcycle.

The man glanced around the small bar venue, and immediately saw William sitting conspicuously at the bar. His eyes lit up, he leaned into the leader's ear and said something quickly, while pointing at William.

The leading man smiled viciously and said to William, "You're done."

Just as he was about to come over and capture William, the bar owner came out from behind the scenes and yelled at the leading man:

"Stop it, Kanter! Stop messing around in my bar."

Known as Kanter's leading villain, he retorted with spittle flying: "You want to protect him? He killed our people!"

The bar owner glanced at William, who was sitting calmly at the bar, and the sexy and charming Jill beside him, and said aloud:

"That's your problem. Anyway, he is my guest sitting here."

Kanter heard what the bar owner said. He just wanted to maintain the rules and face of the bar, not because of that kid.

Kanter thought for a moment with his simple brain and decided not to have a serious conflict with the bar owner, who had a rich background.

He snorted heavily through his nose. If Kanter were a dragon, he would have spit out the sparks as well.

Kanter said: "Just wait. After the bar closes, I'll see where you hide."

This time the bar owner didn't say anything. As long as he didn't break the rules of his bar and didn't lose his face, other things had nothing to do with him.

Gill turned his head and said softly to William: "William, I will help you solve this trouble. Correspondingly, you will be mine tonight."

As she spoke, she slightly lifted the hem of her short skirt, put her hand on the gun holster on the outside of her thigh, and was about to take out the pistol, and then made a classic opening statement.

Suddenly her thigh felt warm, and a warm hand covered her hand holding the gun. The fingers touched her thigh, which instinctively made her heart tremble and her cheeks turn red.

"What are you doing?" Jill's voice became softer unconsciously.

William yawned. The glass of whiskey just now made his tired brain feel sleepy.

He said calmly: "We can talk about who belongs to whom tonight later. I'll go out and deal with these gangsters first."

"You're crazy!" Jill grabbed William's arm and said urgently:

"There are six of them, and they are all equipped with weapons. No one can kill them alone with bare hands. I said I can kill them because of my identity, not my skill."

William said comfortingly: "I have personally killed hundreds of heavily armed soldiers with my bare hands on the battlefield, and they didn't even touch the corner of my clothes."

After saying that, William stood up and walked to the door of the bar. Surrounded by six sturdy men, he walked out of the bar and walked into the alley next to it.

Jill's mouth opened wide in surprise.

He must be talking big words, no, no, no, he must be talking big words.

How could someone be able to tell such outrageous lies so fluently and still look serious.

"What a lunatic."

Gil gritted his teeth and quickly chased after him.