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Chapter 91

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Life was a balance between work and rest. If they were hiding in the mountains or forests, they would not think so much, but it was different in the city.

On this day, Morrisons strongly requested to go out for a walk. Ever since they moved in, Han Jin and Sunier had set a rule that Michel and Stillberg were in charge of the daily necessities. In other words, apart from them, no one else was allowed to leave the yard. Their only task was to cultivate. Han Jin knew that it was not easy for Morrisons to endure the heavy traffic outside for a few days. After pondering for a while, he felt that it was time for everyone to go out for some fresh air. It would be a problem if they stayed at home all the time.

In the end, only Sassoux, Qi Li, and Michel did not want to go out. The others walked out of the yard one after another. Stillberg had the opportunity to go shopping every day, so there was no need for him to follow them. However, it was his instinct. Unless Han Jin said it explicitly, he would always follow Han Jin.

The most excited person was Sylvia. Regardless of whether she gave people the impression that she had big breasts but no brains, or that she had long hair but short knowledge, she had a certain level of discipline. Besides, what she had seen and heard in the past few days was more thrilling and exciting than all her previous experiences combined. Even the most arrogant person would subconsciously choose to keep a low profile when they realized that life was not as easy as they thought it would be.

Léger, on the other hand, was even more low-key than Sylvia. According to Han Jin's observation, this man did not like to laugh or get angry. When everyone was talking, he would always sit quietly on the side. He was even more "ladylike" than Qi Li. Morrisons would ask Han Jin to "come over" when he was free, but Léger never took the initiative to ask. When Han Jin helped him, he would express his gratitude. When Han Jin did not help him, he would remain silent, similar to Sunier. Now, he was wearing the Mage Cloak that he had borrowed from Sassoux. It covered his entire face, and no one could see his face clearly. He walked silently, as if he was floating …

"Ha … bar!" Morrisons suddenly yelled.

Not only were the people shocked by Morrisons, even the pedestrians on the street were frightened. A few crows that were perched on the trees screamed and flapped their wings to escape into the night sky.

"Raphael, let's go in and take a seat." Morrisons smiled. Most mercenaries could not live without alcohol, and bars were the best places to hire mercenaries, exchange experiences, and gather information.

"You guys …" Sunier laughed.

Han Jin raised his head to look at the bar's name. It was Night Rose. He was worried. "Let's make this clear first. We'll only drink. Don't cause any trouble!"

"Trouble?" Morrisons University laughed. "Do you mean other people will come and mess with us, or do you mean we'll mess with other people?"

There was a reason why Morrisons was so arrogant. He was a Fighter, Sunier was a Heart-Piercing Archer, and Léger who had mastered Invisibility. Even the weakest among them was a seventh-grade professional. With Han Jin, who was a master of all kinds of professions, their strength could be considered as outstanding in the mercenary world. Although they were far from being comparable to the Red Vanguards, their combination of professions was perfect. They were good at both close combat and long-range attacks. Normal mercenaries would be asking for trouble if they dared to mess with them.

"You …" Han Jin was speechless. However, Morrisons was in high spirits, and he did not want to be a wet blanket.

They didn't notice, nor could they notice, that the whole West City was covered with crows. When the few crows were scared away by Moxinke, the other crows also flew up into the sky and left West City one after another. Maybe they had found what they were looking for and didn't need to stay here any longer.

As soon as they opened the door, a wave of noise rushed towards them. A large number of mercenaries had gathered in the west side of the city, and the small bar was almost full.

As soon as Han Jin and the others stepped into the bar, they attracted a lot of attention. Usually, people would come to the bar in twos or threes. It was rare for so many people to come to the bar together.

The tables in the bar were a little small, so Han Jin and the others had to sit at two tables. "Give me a dozen ale!" Morrisons shouted as soon as his butt touched the chair.

"Don't drink too much." For some reason, Sylvia's voice sounded a little gentle.

She didn't know what was wrong with Moxinke. Logically speaking, he should be happy to be treated like this by Sylner. However, instead of responding to Sylner's tenderness, Moxinke glared at her and said, "It's a man's business. Women should mind their own business!"

Sylvia was about to explode when she suddenly remembered what Han Jin said: Men usually like gentle women.

Sylvia quickly lowered her head and clenched her teeth. She kept encouraging herself in her heart: Sylvia, you are a lady. You are the most gentle lady in the world …

Sylvia finally calmed herself down. She lifted her head and put on a 'gentle' smile. Although the smile looked forced, it was already Sylvia's limit.

"It's not good for your body to drink too much." Sylvia said softly. She shivered inwardly and felt goosebumps all over her body. She thought that this should show her concern for Morrisons.

Unfortunately, Morrisons did not feel Sylvia's concern for him. He only felt great. Look, the tigress had turned into a lamb. What a sense of accomplishment!

To show his manliness, Morrisons picked up a cup of ale and downed it in one gulp.

"Nice!" Morrisons slammed the cup on the table and burped.

Sylvia was not happy. What? Did I say all that for nothing?

"Bang!" Sylner pounded the table heavily, which startled Moxinke.

"I told you to stop drinking!" Sylvia's voice was a little loud. The customers at the table next to them looked over curiously.

If it was only the two of them, Morrisons might have stopped drinking. However, he could not bring himself to do so in front of so many people.

"Do you have the final say, or do I?" Morrisons glared at Sylvia. He picked up another cup of ale and downed it in one gulp.

"You have the final say! Of course, you have the final say! "Sylvia laughed coldly.

Morrisons looked at Sylvia's smile and felt that something was wrong. However, he could not back down now. He braced himself and said, "It's good that you know. Let me tell you, when men are drinking, women should not interrupt!"

Morrisons stared at Sylvia as he spoke. He was afraid that she would say something embarrassing again.

To his surprise, Sylvia only glanced at him and turned her head away.

Morrisons heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Sylvia's reaction. He was puzzled. Why was Sylvia's temper so good today?

But the next moment, Moxinke overturned his idea.

"Give me a dozen as well!" Sylvia yelled as she glanced at Morrisons. Her expression clearly said that she would drink as much as he wanted.

Morrisons's scalp went numb. He knew the consequences of Sylvia drinking too much. "What are you drinking? Is this appropriate? "

"When women are drinking, men should not interrupt!" Sylvia said through gritted teeth.

Morrisons turned his head to look at Han Jin and the others. He realized that they were all in a heated discussion and no one was paying attention to him. This made Morrisons feel relieved. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to be scolded by Sylvia in front of so many people.

Morrisons could no longer hold back his anger when he saw the ale being served to Sylvia. It was fine if he lost out in words, but if Sylvia drank too much, he would be the unlucky one.

"Sis, don't drink anymore," Morrisons said softly.

"Why should I? You drink yours, and I'll drink mine. Let's not care about each other! "Sylvia was still angry. How could she listen to him?

"Sister, I was wrong. Look, I don't want to drink anymore." Moxinke forced a smile and pushed the wine glass in front of him to the side.

"Hmph!" Sylvia harrumphed coldly and turned her head away, leaving Morrisons with the back of her head.

Morrisons did not dare to say anything. Sylvia could say anything to him, as long as she did not touch the ale on the table.

"Sis, I was wrong, okay?! Hahaha! "A sarcastic voice suddenly came from the table beside them.

Morrisons was furious. He turned around and saw a customer at the table next to them. The customer was holding a seductively dressed woman in his arms. The customer was pointing at them and laughing loudly from time to time.

Morrisons was about to rush over and teach the arrogant guy a lesson, but someone was faster than him. A red shadow flashed beside him, and Sylvia was already standing in front of the customer's table.

"What are you laughing at? I'm talking to you! "Sylvia shouted angrily.

"What? I can't even laugh? You're being too nosy. "The customer did not care about Sylvia at all. He still had a carefree look on his face.

Han Jin and Sunier looked at each other. He had already told them to only drink and not cause trouble. They did not expect trouble to happen before they even warmed up their chairs. However, it was the other party who provoked them first. They could not blame Morrisons and Sylvia.

Han Jin gave Stillberg a look. Stillberg hurriedly stood up and walked over to Sylvia. "Miss Sylvia, people like him are everywhere. Please don't lower yourself to his level …"

Seeing Stillberg walk over, Sylvia remembered Han Jin's warning. She harrumphed coldly and turned around to leave. However, the customer was not having it. He glared at Stillberg and said angrily, "How can you say that? Say it again and let me hear it! "

"I …" Stillberg was so scared that he took a step back. He said timidly, "I don't know how to speak. I stutter when I see a lot of people. It's like … like a sheep taking a dump. It's not to your taste. Please forgive me."

Han Jin and the others were stunned for a moment. Then, they burst into laughter. They had seen people curse others before, but none of them had seen someone curse in such a way. Morrisons even laughed and patted Stillberg's shoulder heavily. He even gave him a thumbs up. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)

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