Chapter 1119: Blind Pig Bar

At 124 Markdog Avenue, the three Knox family apparitions moved here, this is a dirty alley, a step leading to the basement connected to the entrance of their destination.

The three people climbed down the stairs holding the handrails. Under the steps, there was a dead end. The doorway was bricked to death. On the brick wall was a chronological poster with blond hair and blue eyes in a red evening dress. The modern girl with blazing red lips is applying makeup to the mirror, a red lipstick is under the mirror, and the poster says Blind Pig Bar-as these wizards approached, the eyes of the characters in the portrait began to move calmly. Looked at them.

Ian and Leonard both raised one hand and pointed their wands at them. As a flash of silver-white brilliance flashed, the black magic robes on them turned into more decent old-fashioned suits, and Ian also changed it for himself. Wore a small blue bow tie.

Jessica stood in front of the brick wall with her hand bag and waited for them to transform. Her makeup was exquisite and she was glamorously dressed. The long hair that had been shed during the previous dinner was turned into a cute bun, which was fixed with a pearl hairpin. , Wore an ice blue light gauze dress shining with blue light.

Ian looked at her sister and complained: "Jessica, you can see that you can only use magic spells to complete the costume, every time you have to spend time at home dressing up..."

"I don't want to be relieved of the curse by accident." Jessica looked at the woman on the magic poster on the brick wall. The woman's eyes looked up and down Jessica's delicate dress, her eyes narrowed and nodded. Smiled.

Jessica raised her hand and tapped rhythmically on the poster four times. The modern girl's eyes were suddenly pushed open and hollowed out into a rectangle, revealing a pair of eyes with heavy eye bags and tightly frowning brows. This look made this beautiful poster beauty instantly become very contradictory and ugly.

Immediately afterwards, the brick wall door separating this noisy bar from the outside was opened by the entrance security. They walked into the smoky bar, and densely packed wanted orders were proudly posted on the four walls, full of dirt. Everything here looks dirty and dilapidated, forming a gloomy atmosphere of joy.

Leonard frowned and looked at the environment: "It's still so smoky here, but it always makes people want to come here for a drink, put on a swagger, and relax."

The little fairy waiter in a black tuxedo, with a large tray in his hand, full of beer with hops, walked among the wizards. Some seemingly insidious wizards sneaked up in the corner, seeming to be doing some secret bargaining. In the corner of the bar, there was even a giant who drank with a beer barrel directly as a glass.

The wizard’s TV screen hanging on the bar was showing the scenes of Allen rising from the floating city and the Misser Energy Core. At this time, the attention of the people in the hotel had shifted from those repeated TV programs to the narrow ones. On the stage, a maroon-haired wizard stood on the stage and gave a speech. His tone was quick and he looked a little excited.

"Sir, the change in the situation is already obvious." The wizard on stage paused, sorted out his thoughts and continued to express his own opinions, "The road before us after today, the road that allows us to get the most benefit, is He Huo Gewarts cooperated and tried to bring their advanced magic and core technology back to the United States. This is the wisest approach... Otherwise, the technology like floating city, I doubt that our Magic Congress will not be developed in a few decades... …"

"Fak!...why should we bow our heads to those arrogant Englishmen for these things?!, he made it out...this bastard, go to hell..."

"But he was right. Not only the Congress, but also the Ifamuni, it has been too rigid for so many years, and there has been no innovation. However, the Congress has not stepped up its efforts to support Ifamuni."

"The United States is a free country! We don't need British energy nuclei or their tea!"

The three of Ian who had just walked into the tavern were looking at the situation in the hall to find a place, and they saw this messy scene, but before Leonard made some complaints, a young man approached them.

"Hey, Ian here!"

He is the protagonist who invited Ian today, Stiff Fox Graves. The wizard has short black hair and neatly divided heads. What is impressive is that he has a pair of thick and black eyebrows and the bridge of the nose. It is tall, with a tight jawline and a well-defined chin, which makes the whole person look very firm. The mage's robe on his body is not luxurious, but his back is straight so that he can walk in the crowded hall with a little dark light. The wizard seemed very graceful.

"Oh, Mr. Knox, I didn’t expect you to come over tonight. It seems that our group of young people is really lucky... Mr. Knox, you just came back from England not long ago. If we are lucky enough to hear your opinion If it is, it will definitely give us a more specific understanding and judgment of the actual situation in the UK..." Stiff Fox Graves greeted Leonard enthusiastically, and proactively bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Leonard.

"Mr. Graves...you've been rewarded, but I am mainly here today for a drink..." Leonard gently held the opponent's hand and shook it up and down, although he couldn't help but feel that the other party was indeed not counted. Annoying, but because of the different positions and factions, there is no intention to continue to communicate.

"That's really regrettable... but the spirits and jazz here are indeed pretty good." Rigid Fuji was not bothered, and then he looked at Jessica with some deep and charming eyes, "Jessica, you go I stole a sandwich that I made for Ian this time. It’s soft and cottony, especially the chicken breast inside. It’s not very juicy and delicious. Can you tell me the secret recipe? I hope my wife Carmen can learn this..."

Ian growled a little annoyed upon hearing this: "What?! You stole my sandwich"

"Ian! How about your courtesy?" Jessica smiled blatantly because of her cooking skills. "Please tell Mrs. Echogo. The trick is to marinate with coarse salt for half an hour in advance, but Mr. Graves, you like it. If so, next time I will do more and let Ian bring it to you."

"Call me rigid Fuji, Jessica, don't be so dismissive...you know that I have a good relationship with Ian." Graves said seriously.

"Please forgive us for having to find a seat first..." Leonard frowned beside him, then pointed to a little wizard who walked quickly over and combed his small flat head. "In addition, it seems that this gentleman has something to look for you."

"Ah, it must be Mr. Chamberlain's speech that is almost over. The next person to be on stage is me..." Fuji Fuji looked back and said, "It seems so, please forgive me, I have to accompany my gains and losses... if possible, let us We will have a few drinks together later..." Fuji Weiwei leaned to the wizards of the Knox family. "But Mr. Knox, this bar provides a platform for wizards to express their opinions and discussions freely... I always respect you very much. If you can have this honor, please listen to the heartfelt words of this immature young man. I know that our ideas are often at odds, but I sincerely hope to get Mr. Knox’s guidance... Everything is done for the United States."

Leonard let out a sigh of relief, letting himself talk softly with the alienated voice: "It's all for America."

Rigid Fuji nodded once again, and then turned to leave. The chestnut-haired wizard Chamberlain on the podium had already stepped down. In the gap between Rigid Fuji’s preparations for the stage speech, a man in silver revealing clothing seemed to be a mixed-blood fairy. The female singer boarded this narrow podium, which triggered applause and whistles from some wizards and other magical races who were not interested in current affairs. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

The sound of music that exudes the free air of jazz sounded, lazy and slightly sentimental tones, slowly swaying rhythm, faint jazz piano sound, a psychedelic mellow jazz picture rolled over...

The non-human female singer raised her head. She has a long face, half-closed her eyes, and her narrow, pointed ears are raised; the back of her head is strongly stretched back, and she looks like a long round face from the side. Worm-shaped eggs-the volume of her cranial cavity seems to be very large, equivalent to one and a half times that of ordinary people.

On top of her bare head were several silvery, snake-like pigtails. In the middle of his forehead, there were two forked fleshy horns in his heart, those pointed and tall noses and delicate facial features. The female singer still seems to have some alternative charms.

While the female singer sang, many house elves in those shelters on the stage stretched out their fingers, emitting a lot of silver light. In the twinkling of the silver light, some white smoke rose. All kinds of scenes sung by female singers are imaginary.

And Leonard had already taken the siblings to a position slightly leaning toward the corner that he had just optimistic about.

(End of this chapter)

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