"I'm not old and have a big tone. Bartenders are a noble profession, and not everyone can pass the exam. Just because he wants to enter our Bartenders Guild?" At this moment, a slightly disdainful voice sounded not far from Ji Dong and the other two.

Ji Dong and the other two looked in the direction where the sound came, and saw a well-dressed young man in his twenties walking past them. While walking, he looked at Ji Dong contempt and shook his head constantly.

Bi Su said angrily: "What's so great about taking the qualification of a bartender? My boss is the best bartender."

The young man was about to walk past the three of them, and when he heard the words "The best bartender", he stopped immediately, "It's so shameless. Even the God of Baccarat, Lord Du Sikang, never said that he is the best. What are you? Before the hair grows, you don't know how high the sky is, so go away a little further, don't get annoyed here."

Originally, Ji Dong didn't care much about the previous sarcasm of this young man. He was used to being independent in his previous life and didn't care what others thought of him at all. But the young man's arrogance not only scolded him, but also scolded his two brothers. He is nothing in the world of magic masters, but he is unable to bear such insults in the bartender world.

With both hands, he grabbed Carl and Bisu who were angry and wanted to rush up, and Ji Dong said lightly: "Okay, I will let you know what I am. Bisu, Carl, let's go."

After saying that, he forced the two angry brothers to turn around and leave.

The young man spat disdainfully and walked arrogantly towards the Bartenders Guild.

"Boss, that bastard insults us so much, why did you hold us back? This doesn't look like your style!" Bi Su said dissatisfiedly.

Ji Dong patted Bi Su on the shoulder, "He will pay the price for what he said just now. Bi Su, Karl, do me a favor. Karl, go buy a table, it needs a rectangle, the height is about one meter five, and the width is not less than two meters. Bi Su, go buy me a piece of white cloth, a bamboo pole and pen that can lift white cloth."

Bisu and Carl looked at each other, and they almost said in unison: "Boss, you..."

Ji Dong smiled coldly, "Have you ever heard of smashing the ground? What's the use of bickering? Even if you beat him, will he be convinced? You have to speak with facts."

Bisu and Karl's eyes lit up. They were all young people. As the saying goes, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. They are not afraid of trouble. Looking at Ji Dong's arrogant and firm gaze, they suddenly became excited. They turned their heads and left without hesitation.

Ji Dong stood by the street, staring quietly at the tall buildings of the Bartenders Guild, breathing in an extremely rhythmic way. Bartending is an art, and the cocktails produced by different moods will taste completely different. What Ji Dong needs now is peace, and only in this state can he accept any challenges.

In a short while, Carl and Bisu had already returned. It was very easy to find such a simple thing in the huge Central Plains City. Ji Dong took the table from Carl. At this time, his eyes had become extremely calm, like a windless lake, without a trace of emotion.

Walking to the archway of the Bartenders Guild, Ji Dong put down the table, then took the white cloth from Bi Su's hand, spread it flat on the table, picked up the pen, and wrote a few big words.

There were two guards in front of the Bartenders' Guild. Seeing that the three of them stopped in front of the Bartenders' Guild, they immediately walked up. But they were just ordinary people. How could Carl and Bisu let them disturb Ji Dong? Each of them blocked one.

Ji Moved to lift the white cloth with a bamboo pole and said to the two guards: "Tell the people from the Bartenders Guild that I will wait for them for two hours here. If no one dares to come and fight, I will remove the logo on the door building."

When the bamboo pole was swung and brushed, the white cloth had already spread out in the wind, with nine big characters on it, which read: Can the Bartenders Guild dare to fight?

The two guards looked at each other. It was obviously the first time they encountered such a situation. One person stayed at the door and the other quickly ran towards the guild.

Carl laughed and said, "Boss, your words are so imposing. However, the Bartender Guild Branch of Zhongyuan City should be second only to the General Association in the entire bartender industry. Boss, you..."

Ji Dong waved his hand to him, "You might as well. Just wait and see." Looking at Ji Dong's calm and composed arrogance, Carl and Bi Su felt aroused with passion. Setting up a table at the door to challenge him, it was like a slap directly on the face. Ji Dong was less than fifteen years old, but this courage had already made the two brothers sincerely admire him. What's more, Ji Dong was obviously not just courage. Under the sunlight, his black hair exuded a faint purple color, and his calm eyes were filled with a domineering aura of no one but me. The eyes staring at the direction of the bartenders' guild had a momentum of no one but me.

Ji Dong took out nine crystal-ground bartenders one by one from his storage bracelet, lined up on the rectangular table in front of him, stood with his hands behind his back, staring at the Bartenders Guild, and waiting quietly.

Not long after, three people had already emerged from the Bartenders Guild. In addition to the guard who called people, the other two were old and young, and the young were young. The young ones were young people who had previously insulted Ji Dong and the other two. The elderly looked in their fifties, wearing a neat light yellow robe, and had four stars on their left chest.

Ji Dong once heard Yang Bingtian mention that in the Five Elements Continent, bartenders have clear ratings. If they have one star to nine stars, they can be competent for the profession of bartenders. Four stars symbolize the level of masters. And the highest nine stars, there is only one person in the entire continent, that is, the president of the Bartender Guild and the God of Baccarat Du Sikang.

"You guys who don't know how to make trouble in front of our Bartenders Guild? You are looking for death." When the young man saw that it was Ji Dong and the other two, he immediately ran up angrily.

"Enough, Ye Shang. Don't be rude." The elderly man followed up and stopped the young man from continuing. He first glanced at the nine bartender pots on the table in front of Ji Dong, then looked at Ji Dong, and said with a pleasant look: "Little brother, I wonder what this guild will offend. Are you?"

Ji Dong said lightly: "This person asked me what I was, and I'm here to tell him now. At that time, he regarded himself as a member of the Bartenders Guild. Since that's the case, I'll tell you what I am."

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