Chapter 4092 Xia Zi, Listen to My Brother’s Advice

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Playing pool and billiards didn't appeal to a mature man like me. It was mainly to protect Bisi. I got up quickly, changed my clothes, tiptoed, and returned to the Green Forest Bar again.

Oona didn't hide the disgust on her face, but I just complained. You two can run faster than a dog. As soon as Fini came back, the dog's nose twitched, sniffed the smell, and rushed over impatiently. ?

Say, do you have any plans for my Feini? !

After all, she is still a signature maid, and her professional ethics is indispensable. She shook her face at me with a bad face, and thrust her butt towards the bar. If you are in there, I can take care of you.

I hurried over in a hurry. Speaking of which, what is Fini's gender in this illusion? Uh... I feel like it's better not to go into details.

Before anyone arrived, I could already feel that the small space and cubicle where I usually had a drink with Miss Bailong was particularly lively. It seemed like there was some kind of party going on. Could it be that they were drinking? I paused, considering the possibility of turning back.

Considering Miss Bailong’s drinking capacity and taste, it’s still too late to leave now, but if she takes a few steps forward, it will be a boundless sea of ​​misery.

While I was hesitating, the curtain door was opened, and Feini's head came out. When she saw it was me, her eyes lit up.

Yahoo~~~ kept waving at me.

I'm Yahoo your sister!

It's too late, it's over, it's over.

I stepped forward with heavy steps, and just when I was thinking of making an excuse to try to save my life, Fini stretched out her hand and pulled me directly into the private room, welding the last escape route tightly.

Very good, I will remember this grudge.

After giving the little transvestite a hateful look, I cautiously and fearfully looked at the small private room that I was usually familiar with but now seemed a little strange.

The first thing that met her was Miss Bailong's bright and charming eyes. As soon as her eyes moved, they naturally met Bisi's timid and shy eyes. She subconsciously lowered her head quickly, followed by another Lifting up, looking at each other, lowering, raising, right, lowering again, repeating over and over again, one can't help but wonder about the current state of her cervical spine.

They were all familiar old faces. I continued to look around and heard a snort from my nose. As expected, it was the last hope of the evil forces represented by Miss Bai Long - Ben Zina, if she had a good face. , I have to wonder if the sky is going to change.

Tentatively, barely it is within my expectations.

But then, a figure with burgundy shoulder-length short hair turned his back to me, which shocked me. A familiar figure appeared in my mind unconsciously, but I couldn't believe it, so I widened my eyes. The whole person is in a Schrödinger state.

The man also turned his head, and the familiar yet slightly unfamiliar face dispelled my last doubt and gave me the last and heaviest blow.

"Hey, boy, could it be you that the person Aika Laiyin mentioned is you?"

That overly flamboyant and wild face is like a female leopard looking for food. Perhaps because of this, the addition of a pair of gold frames on the bridge of her nose makes her temperament not so outstanding, and she is still in the category of ordinary people. But that aura is still more eye-catching than a beautiful woman walking on the street.

In an instant, I can recall a bunch of bar IOUs that are still lying in my pocket. Every time we meet, there will be one unhappiness that I can’t say. There are only a few people in Roger’s camp who can make me, the third stingy Roger, look shameless. Saving guy.

Yes, this guy is an old drunkard!

Beep beep beep, pay back the money!

But why does this guy appear here?

There was a big question mark in my mind.

Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, and Sister Sharna, I can all understand. You are an old people's artist. If you don't stay at home to maintain your respect, have you been reduced to carrying goods for commercial performances and not being able to guarantee your stay at the end of the festival? You don’t have a prodigal son either.

Oh, yes, I understand, there is no need for a prodigal son, she is a prodigal son herself, and the most important thing is that she has never had any such thing as moral integrity.

As I gradually understood everything, my eyes flashed with solemnity. This was the first time, the first time since I entered this broken dream, that I felt the aura of a powerful enemy.

In other words, who will pay for the drinks at this party is very important!

"Senior Kasha, it's not what you understand. Mr. Wu is a special guest." Aika Laiyin explained with a smile. He didn't know what the two people had talked about before, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

"Aika Laiyin, this lady is... your new friend?" I also squinted my eyes, in full acting mode.

"Kasha, just call me Kasha."

Before Miss Bailong could speak, the old drunkard stood up and stretched out his hand towards me. I took a step forward. Just as I was about to follow the etiquette of international friendly countries and feel the weight of a strong enemy, I didn't expect that this guy's hand was just a feint shot, and he suddenly dodged. He moved sideways and approached me, then hung his strong elbow on my neck and pulled me down, just like those elementary school students who take pleasure in bullying their classmates.

Come, come, the fear of being dominated by an old drunkard!

"Yeah, Mr. Wu, right? You look familiar to me. You probably don't mind my warm and enthusiastic personality. Having said that, I originally just wanted to find an excuse for my behavior, but after a closer look, You guy... you look a bit familiar, maybe you were taught by me before, right?"

You put me under your arm, face down, and look at the hammer carefully!

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As soon as I finished complaining, I was shocked again. I even forgot about the struggle. What was going on? How did this old woman know about this important relationship in the broken dreamland...

Could it be a complete body? !

Fortunately, at this time, the gentle and virtuous Miss Bailong opened her mouth and helped me clear up my confusion by asking questions and answering questions.

"Senior Kasha, how could Mr. Wu be your student? You obviously look about the same age."

Shen Te Miao is not much different, this old woman is... Oh, yes, if you just look at her appearance, she is indeed not much older, but the old drunkard's usual combination of a red cloak and a fish scale breastplate makes her originally bohemian. The characteristics have become even worse. In the eyes of normal people, this guy can no longer feel his age or even his gender.

The age is Kasha, the gender is Kasha, and the attribute is Valkyrie, that's about it.

But if we have to be more serious, the appearance of the old drunkard is just that of an old woman in her thirties. This is not surprising. The age of adventurers is generally hundreds, or even hundreds. Like Aunt Qili, isn’t it true that both young and old are killed? She has the style of a mature woman, not to mention the ever-changing princess who is both mature and graceful, cute and seductive, a master of singing and dancing, and the princess of hundreds of tribes, Raphael.

At this time, I heard the old drunkard say: "Maybe, I am a genius. I skipped grades continuously when I was studying. In fact, a few years before I graduated and became a teacher, I was not much older than a student."

God damn genius...well, yes yes yes.

"By the way, speaking of it, I remember that there were two students I taught before here nearby. I haven't seen them for many years, and I don't know what they have become. One of them is a handsome guy. He was the most popular student in the school back then. The girls almost took turns confessing their love."

Senior brother, right? This damn historical inertia is so strong. Could it be that I am too? Can't escape the clutches of the old drunkard even in the broken illusion? !

I was a little panicked. After all, it was an amnesia setting. It was not surprising that a piece of dark childhood history that I didn't know about suddenly appeared.

Hey, what about the other one?

"There is another one, oh, he is a big guy, what is his name? I forgot, he is said to have inherited my legacy and is now a teacher. During the class reunion, some people said it was a pity that he did not play basketball. I said it was a pity. Damn it, him not going to UFC is a big loss to the industry."

Big guy? That must be the second senior brother. I’m surprised. Does the second senior brother, who has never appeared, actually have a detailed background? Why does this broken illusion always like to use its strength in useless places, just spend it on the tip of the knife, you bastard!

For example, as a main supporting character, you can improve my appearance and combat power so that I can accompany the twins in the battle... Ahem, stop, I have a bad feeling. There is no need to fight alongside my daughter. You can change the setting of the behind-the-scenes BOSS. It turns out that all the conspiracies and obstacles encountered by the little witches were caused by him behind the scenes in order to raise his daughter. How about this setting? Very handsome.

The daughters who finally learned about their old father's good intentions were moved and cried. In the eyes of their father's kind and encouraging eyes, they tremblingly raised their magic wands and killed their relatives with justice.

Move yourself for three hundred years.

The topic went far away. Just when I was worried that the wheels of history would roll over my face under the influence of inertia, I heard Miss Bai Long speak calmly.

"That's impossible."

"oh?"

"As far as I know, Mr. Wu's grades as a student were average and he probably couldn't get into the school where senior Kasha is."

As soon as these words came out, the small private room that was noisy just now fell silent for a while, you could hear a needle drop, and there was a smell of sympathy in the air.

"No, why don't you say anything?" I was originally worried about being run over by the wheel of history, but I didn't expect that the other party suddenly stopped and even started to stage historical regression! Instead of feeling relieved, I was filled with dissatisfaction.

"Ordinary people are probably the majority. Why are you looking at me with such sympathetic eyes? Am I the only one in this room with bad grades?"

"Yes... yes, actually, my grades were very poor before. I always asked Oona to help me with my tutoring, hey, hey, meow." Feini is indeed a well-rounded little maid. She immediately nodded in agreement after hearing this. Gradually, unexpectedly, Oona passed by outside in a ghostly manner, and a faint voice drifted in.

"Yes, thanks to the help of Bisi and I, Feini was able to keep up. In the end, the three of them entered the same university together. They were not particularly good, they were only ranked 22nd in the world."

I stared at Fini with dead eyes.

Bisi, who originally wanted to join in and say some comforting words, was speechless. Oona completed a double kill... no, a triple kill.

The rest of them, the old drunkards? I have skipped grades one after another, how can my academic performance be bad?

Ben Zina? Although I don’t want to admit it, this guy usually has a bluffing look, a bad personality and is violent, but if he switches to Athena mode, it will be the PLUS version of Princess Sanwu.

Miss Bailong? I won’t say anything, I will just laugh.

To say that among this group of people, the only ones I can count on are Crystal and Cirno, who can compete on the same stage, but elementary school students cannot enter the bar.

Therefore, a world where one person is injured is achieved.

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