Chapter 125 Life Is so Precious

Alvin sincerely apologized to this Lucifer morning star, I can disagree with you, but I shouldn't beat you. Didn't you come to me because I'm more handsome?

In order to express his apology, Alvin expressed his willingness to invite this Mr. or Miss Lucifer into the bar for a drink.

Homosexuality is not AIDS, there is no need to be afraid of that.

The bar was beyond Alvin's expectations. There was no riot like a group of demons dancing in the imagination. Every superhero or supervillain seemed so polite, and three or five people gathered together to chat and laugh in a low voice. This made Alvin very fond of.

The decoration of the bar is extremely modern, and every inch of it is very technological. Alvin has never been to this kind of bar. He simply thinks that it is very smooth, and it is the sense of technology that will shine, such as Stark's mansion.

Lucifer, who looks handsome and has a humble personality, didn't know where to go after taking a beer from Alvin!

Alvin found a seat at the bar and asked for a glass of whisky for himself. He needed to calm down. In his two lifetimes, he went to the bar only a handful of times, not to mention it was a gay bar! He's a little nervous!

The bartender is a muscular "woman" or a lesbian "boyfriend," and Alvin doesn't know how to define her. He knew that just by looking at the thickness of his arms, he would definitely not be able to beat this bartender in his previous life!

The bartender looked good-tempered, handed the whiskey to Alvin, and said with a smile: "You look a little nervous! Relax, the people here are very nice, and I hope you can find true love here!"

Alvin drank the whiskey and said with a smile, "I did come to find someone, but not because of love, but thank you anyway!"

The bartender made a "you're bad" expression and gesture, added a glass of wine to Alvin, and said, "Then feel free to call me if you need anything!"

Although it is very unpleasant to be regarded as gay all the time, but the character of this bartender, Alvin, likes very much. She has a good grasp of the distance between people, and it is easy to make people feel good!

Alvin took the wine glass, turned around on the swivel chair, put his elbows back on the bar, and carefully looked at the people in the bar.

Alvin had seen the photo of Botu, he was a middle-aged white man who was not tall, but unfortunately today is really not the right time. Today is the DC Comics Heroes Gathering, and basically all the people are either wearing masks or something, or they are dressing themselves up as characters in the comics.

It's very interesting here. Catwoman and Harley Quinn make a pair, which is very sexy. But Batman and Penguin hugging each other is a bit overwhelming!

After observing for a while, Alvin really couldn't find Botu from these people, but fortunately there are still ways. Taking out his phone, Alvin found Botu's number and called.

Alvin put the phone to his ear and stared at the guests in the bar to see who would take out his phone to answer the phone at this time.

Unexpectedly, a phone rang from behind Alvin.

Turning around, Alvin saw the sound of a phone ringing in a small box on the wine cabinet at the bar.

Alvin dialed again uneasy, and the sound of the phone ringing still came from the small box.

Don't worry, just wait, you always have to get your phone, right!

Alvin sat in the bar until two o'clock in the morning, during which time he sent seven or eight people who came to chat with him, either his mother or MAN, but he was invited to drink several glasses of wine, but he didn't dare to drink it. He acted like an ascetic male god, saying that he would not take care of these vulgar fans!

Fortunately, there is no such thing as in the novel. If you ignore me, you will look down on me, and I will teach you a lesson. The guests here are very personable. Alvin wondered if the guests here were all high-quality elites, and maybe they really came here to find love or approval, not some kind of thrill-seeking idiot.

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Botu stayed at the underground vampire bar until two o'clock. He had some business dealings with the vampire boss Deacon Firth here. He has been coming here a lot recently and wanted to ask for some help. Recently, his life has been very difficult.

The New York business was uprooted by a man named Alvin, nicknamed "The Principal", and all the organizers were killed. Even Mrs. Gao died at the hands of that person, so she could only transport the body back to the island country to wait for resurrection.

Botu still hasn't figured out what happened to the man named Alvin, who wanted his opponents to join forces to kill them. The decisiveness of cutting grass and rooting made Botu feel chills in his heart.

If you want to go to war, you have to say why! If you don't agree with one word, then rush to kill, this is against the rules!

Botu once tried to call Jin Bing to find out the whole story and make plans. As a result, Jin Bian connected the phone, and when he heard his own voice, he hung up the phone directly. He seemed to want to distance himself from himself.

This made Botu understand that the Hand had provoked a formidable enemy, so he stayed in Los Angeles, trying to find out what was going on, waiting for reinforcements from the headquarters to arrive, and deciding when to return to New York.

There are opponents there, there are things more important than life, no matter what!

There is a branch of the Hand here in Los Angeles, headed by his companion Sowanda. Under his leadership, the Hand Association has developed very well in Los Angeles, and the products of several drug factories account for nearly 30% of the West Coast.

But these have nothing to do with Botu, he can't use the people of Sowanda, and the Hand Association has never been monolithic.

So he came here to ask for help from the half-blood vampire boss Dicken Firth in Los Angeles. He needed some people who were not afraid of death, and he could pay a price that Dicken Firth couldn't refuse!

It's only been a few times, and Dicken Firth, this madman, is perfunctory to him, as if he's in some trouble.

Botu looked at his watch, it was two o'clock in the morning, and Deacon Firth still didn't show up.

Botu shook his head in disappointment, glanced at the underground bar where the crowd of demons danced, and smiled contemptuously. He pressed a small stack of dollars under the cup, tidied up his collar, and walked towards the hidden exit, where he had to retrieve his cell phone. This is a bar opened by vampires, and no human can come down with communication equipment.

Botu looked down on these mixed-race vampires in his heart, except that they were not afraid of death, they were almost useless. If it weren't for the fact that the headquarters of the island country seemed to be in trouble and couldn't send people over, Botu would definitely not want to sit in such a dirty place, it was disgusting!

In order to pursue a long life, Botu is absolutely unwilling to turn himself into such a thing. He asks himself that he is not a good person, but to turn himself into another disgusting creature that cannot see the sunlight and needs blood to survive, he is also absolutely I don't want to! Besides, there is a better way to do it!

But he had to be able to go back to New York first, which required power, and these vampires were the cheapest and best power he could find.

Alvin was sitting at the edge of the bar, chatting hotly with the strong female bartender who was teaching Alvin her unique fitness recipe.

From time to time, the female bartender showed her beautifully tattooed arm to show Alvin to show that she was not lying! And her "death knell" girlfriend proved it to Alvin too!

Alvin smiled and nodded, agreeing with the "Death Knell" point of view, joking, and disagreeing with the possibility of being chopped off by her.

Until he saw Botu went to the bar and took away his mobile phone, Alvin smiled and handed the female bartender a $100 tip and waved goodbye to her. Go out with Botu!

Alvin didn't hide his thoughts at all, and just followed behind Botu. When he was about to reach the parking lot, Botu stopped and turned to look at Alvin.

The middle-aged man was very calm, said with a relaxed smile: "If you want to find some pocket money, I think you are looking for the wrong person!

If I were you, I would turn around and leave, life is more important than anything! "

Alvin doesn't mind being considered a robber, you're going to die anyway.

"You're right, Mr. Botu, life is more important than anything else. Since you care so much about life, I should be more happy to take it away!"