Chapter 1363: ?Drunk Monkey
"Hi~~~~!"
The drunk-eyed chimpanzee burped, as if trying to squeeze out all the acid in the stomach, and the loud voice echoed in the warmly lit bar.
"Hey! This is the most disgusting one I have ever smelled from living creatures." The female magician in black stockings covered her nose. She wanted to give her a surprise, but she didn't expect the other party to give her one. More flavorful: "I thought you were working."
The orangutan tilted his head, turned his head and continued to look at his wine glass, his black hairy hands were floating on the surface of the glass, as if his eyes were full of brown waves.
"We all have a tone, Xiaozha, and living people. If you know how many people have died here in the past few months, you, as the boss, will continue to pour alcohol into your throat, and I am a bar owner. Alcohol is All of my work."
"I thought there was no operating cost for Forget Bar." Zatanna slapped her little hand in front of her, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled: "At least I have to pay for the theater rent."
"Television, telephone, internet, and tap water in one pocket? You can't think of how high my cost is."
Raised the wine glass to toast towards the sky, well, this is all the credit of Jim, because I don't know how to do it, but every month's income will be deducted by the bar itself.
"You reminded him again, now he has found a reason not to pay the bartender, even if the bartender scrapes the burnt corpses of her friends off the wooden floor with a nail file."
Tracy in the bar spit out viciously. Since the witch fire burned this place once, because many regular customers were burned to death, the bar is now operating very poorly.
In addition to the chaos in the outside world now, even the magicians are busy protecting themselves, and there is no sound anymore. In addition to cleaning, she is going crazy just watching someone drink and talk to herself.
"Are you okay? Tracy?" Diana on the other side reached out and touched Tracy's head because the little girl looked nervous.
Tracey rubbed her head against Diana's broad chest across the bar, and her punk-style earrings and nose rings made a crisp collision with the golden red armor.
"No, it's not good at all. My ex-girlfriend said that I shouldn't return to work where my friends died. This will only make me more and more like Halle crazy, but I have to do something... I mean, the earth is like this, I can’t let a person here, otherwise no one knows if he drank and choked to death."
"I understand, you are a good boy." Diana rubbed her face against the top of her head, like her mother comforted herself when she was a child: "Although you are always sarcastic, you are still worried about him, right?"
"No, I don't, don't talk nonsense, it's impossible." Tracy pulled her head out of the double peaks like an electric shock, shook her head frantically, and stretched out her arms: "I wish he died and let me inherit The bar, yes, I was plotting this bar."
"Hiss!" Holding the wine glass, he shrank back: "You have plucked all the hair on my arm, and I will deduct your salary!"
"Hmph! Whatever you want! I will now go to the basement to bleed myself, and then draw a circle to curse you with all black hairs!" Tracy dropped the rag in her hand and turned her head away.
He took a sharp breath and turned to look at Diana: "Did you see it? How vicious my bartender is, she actually started threatening the boss. If I really don't have a handsome black hair, showing wrinkled skin, it's true. Will everyone still love me?"
Diana really couldn’t understand the humor of the orangutans. She put her shield and sword on the bar. There were also the imprints of Constantine’s nails. She didn’t notice if anyone died in the same place. I just sat down and said:
"We are here this time on behalf of the Dark Justice League. Some problems in the magic world require your help."
"I'm an orangutan, a detective, not a sorcerer." A toast to drink a dry drink, and then eagerly looked at the wine cabinet behind the bar: "I can remind you where there is a small puddle in front of you. This is to take advantage of your height. I'm afraid it won't help much beyond this."
At this time, Zatanna walked into the bar, blocking his vision, and the orangutan immediately scratched his head: "What are you doing? Don't mess with the things on the bar."
"Make you a cup of coffee, we have enough trouble now, you'd better be sober, don't let us spend more time with you."
Zatanna turned her head and shook her eyes. She has been acting with Diana recently to deal with some problems in the magical world because of the reverberation magic.
Zhenglian’s life is not easy. The Martian hunter is missing, the steel bones are missing, Batman is missing, the eagle has a mental breakdown, Superman has recently fallen into family problems, and now the backbone of Zhenglian has become Barry...
She has never seen such an unreliable day.
Tracey’s double ponytail head popped out of the warehouse: “Add nutmeg, he hates nutmeg in coffee the most.”
rolled his eyes, knocked on the bar and shouted: "The thing I hate right now is you dead child!"
Diana stretched out his hand to pull at his hairy face and looked at him helplessly. The other day when everyone dealt with the'Leviathan' together, it was still good. Why did he seem to be depressed today?
Does the orangutan have emotionally unstable days every month? Diana shook her head, she began to touch the mantra lasso on her belt~www.NovelMTL.com~Listen, just as we were talking, Circe and the dark monsters of Peppertua were devouring the world under Olympus Pillar, the distance between us and another magical dimension is weaker than ever. The swamp monster and Constantine went to check the tree of wonders, but Constantine thought that Maia's collection of magic kingdoms might have magic that can strengthen the pillars."
The orangutan gritted his teeth and scratched his temple. It sounded a bit serious: "But... Xiao Dai, Constantine is a liar..."
Zatanna put the coffee in front of him and forced him to drink it and sober up with her eyes: "I agree with this. In addition to being a liar, he is also scum, trash, crap, shit, @#￥, %*@!. ......"
Seeing that Zatanna started to breathe fragrance, she still drank the coffee obediently. He was so painful that his facial features were deformed. After a long time, he said: "Okay, but you believe him... That's right. What does the death knell say? I mean, the death knell with the cloak."
The corners of Diana's eyes drooped down. Just now, she was still talking about the crisis facing the world with an upright look, but at this time it was like a depressed ball.
"He hasn't come back, or he has come back last time, but Barry didn't keep him. The only change is-Colonel Sanders now offers French fries and potato balls."
He pinched his thick lips and adjusted his detective hat again: "Is that so? Then I can only reject you. In my opinion, Constantine is lying to you. I can't let you fall into the pit. The puddle is a fire pit, and he killed too many people who believed in him."
