"Ugly boss! Is there any life?"

An elderly veteran walked in from outside, went straight to the bar, asked for the strongest glass of wine, and asked. It could be seen that he had just handed over the task, but he wanted to go out again without stopping.

Ma Dong, who was dressed up as an ugly boss, showed a laugh as if he had just killed someone. A hoarse voice rang out from his throat: "There is only work underground recently."

"Underground? Is the Gui family's work again? Have the Gui family and the Zhao family been crazy recently?" The veteran frowned.

"Do or not?" Ma Dong said hoarsely, and his hand placed on the bar gestured a number, a number that almost no mercenary would refuse.

"Fuck! How much is the deposit?"

"Others, 10% of them, you can have 30% of them."

"Damn it! Remember my name and I will retire after doing this!" It is obviously unwise to have something to do with the Gui family, but people always encounter times when there is no choice.

The day passed quickly, and the bar became lively, and then gradually became deserted so that only a few old alcoholic customers were left in their old locations, using the blurry feeling brought by alcohol to pass on the painful and numb life. Sometimes Ma Dong felt that he would also fall like this and one day he would forget everything.

Ma Dong stood in front of the bar, took out the wine glasses one by one, wiped them one by one and put them on, and did it repeatedly. This was the habit of the ugly boss and the inertia he was thinking about problems now. If it were the past, he would never have dreamed of such a day.

Dingdang, the door of the bar was pushed open, Ma Dong looked up, and his movements of wiping the wine glass were slightly stopped before he returned to normal again.

After experiencing so many things, there is basically no way to find the things that can make Ma Dong feel troubled, but there is someone who is indeed an exception.

A woman.

Mirami!

Mirami is still Mirami, but she is no longer Mirami. Her once bright and green little face is gone, and she is replaced by maturity and elegance. It can be seen that Mirami is doing well. To be precise, it is very good. She can tell at a glance that her figure is plump than before. Her swelling and towering explosive curves and deep career lines seem to be buried with attractive treasures, attracting men's curiosity and hormones, but her face is unattainable.

Ma Dong wanted to laugh, but there was no change in his face.

"A cup of tequila."

Mirami sat in front of Ma Dong and knocked on the table and said.

Ma Dong skillfully took out the wine glass from under the bar, poured the tequila on it, and then pushed it in front of Mirami.

Mirami grabbed the wine and drank it all, "Continue."

Ma Dong fell back calmly again.

Mirami looked at the newly poured tequila. After a long time, almost when Ma Dong thought she had forgotten that she had a glass of wine, she grabbed the wine glass again, drank it all, and said, "Continue."

So, one glass after another, Mirami drank it all in one go, but she didn't drink it quickly. When she finished the sixth glass of tequila, the last drunkard in the bar also left, leaving her alone sitting in front of Ma Dong's bar counter.
Chapter completed!