Conan's winery play house

Chapter 572 of Conan's Distillery Play House Text Volume: Bourbon vs. Ireland. Ireland was busy, and after everything was over, he sat by the bed worriedly.

It was not that he had never encountered emergencies before, but it was his first time to take care of a sick person, and it was a child, which made many of the methods he was used to not suitable for use on the other person.

But when Avicril was seriously ill and he was in a hurry, Bourbon was incompatible with the anxious atmosphere and was leisurely and comfortable in his own way.

He even switched to a handheld game console to continue playing games.

In the quiet room, only the sound effects from the game console could be heard from time to time.

It has to be said that Bourbon is indeed quite talented at making people angry.

Ireland stared at the white-haired and dark-skinned man with a serious look on his face. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Bourbon's performance, he was not too surprised.

He never expected Bourbon to care about Avicril, nor did he expect the other party to show so-called sincere feelings.

Members of the organization, it is really difficult for them to do this.

So he didn't use Avicril as a reason, but used another explanation.

"You've disturbed me, Bourbon." The man whose face was not friendly in the first place looked majestic and cold, like a piece of cold steel after taking off the friendly expression he had made in the past.

"Is that so? I'm really sorry." Bourbon looked at the game console without raising his head and responded perfunctorily.

Ireland's eyes sharpened suddenly, and at the same time, as if feeling the danger of sharpness, Bourbon raised his head.

He met Ireland's eyes.

Gray-blue eyes and dark blue eyes are like the rainy sky and the deep and quiet sea looking at each other in the distance.

A storm is coming.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't I already apologize?" Bourbon asked with a relaxed smile.

His tone was confident and confident, as if as long as he apologized, Ireland would pretend nothing had happened and accept his apology calmly.

The man's smile was a little naughty, but more of it was pure malice.

He is obviously a man who has grown up for a long time, but he looks like a boy who will never fade away.

Always enthusiastic, always wanton.

This is very rare.

And he is like a common bad boy in adolescence, keen to provoke everyone to get pleasure.

No reason, just because I want to do it.

The difference between a born bad person and other bad people is... he does bad things just because he wants to do them. It's as simple as wanting to eat and drink water. He doesn't need a reason, and there is no other reason why he has to do evil.

Bourbon is a difficult person to get along with.

You can't make the other party listen just by talking.

Ireland reached out and turned his watch, and the next second, he rushed in front of Bourbon without any warning.

Punch.

The heavy force even brought out the sound of breaking the air.

Turn your head and raise your hands to block.

Bourbon easily dodged the punch coming towards his face and blocked the punch with his arm, keeping his body steady.

"Want to practice your skills?" He even asked provocatively.

Ireland didn't make a sound, just silent, like a fierce machine that only knew how to attack, punching one after another with agility and great strength.

The sound of fists hitting flesh made Aito, who was "in a fever coma", confused.

Why did the Irish uncle and the Bourbon brother suddenly start fighting?

If you want to practice, you should go to a professional training ground. Although the room here is not small, it is not enough for a fighting scene.

In order not to touch the furniture, the two tried their best to limit the fighting area to a certain area, and even made very few evasive movements.

Instead, he chose to fight head-on.

Ireland once again swung his fist at Bourbon but was forcefully caught by the opponent, and even the playful and provocative smile on his face never disappeared.

Bourbon looks so young and energetic.

Both his fighting ability and reaction ability are at their peak.

Ireland, on the other hand, no longer looks young enough.

"When it comes to physical strength, young people always have an advantage, don't they?" The white-haired, dark-skinned man raised his eyebrows and smiled, his tone full of joking.

Ireland is still in its prime, but Bourbon is also in its prime, even younger, and...

After Jiangu Ling died, he could feel that his soul and even body had become stronger.

Ireland's defeat to him is an inevitable outcome.

Ireland is not weak, but it is not strong enough either.

The man with a ferocious face had a heavy gaze, and his deep sea-like eyes seemed to contain emotion, wonder, helpless self-mockery, and also seemed to be calm.

"It seems that I am indeed getting old." He retracted his hand and stood aside, saying as if sighing.

The world is a world for young people, and old people who cannot keep up with the times will eventually be eliminated.

His adoptive father, Pisco, had already been eliminated. He no longer had to perform the tasks of the organization and no longer accepted the organization's training. Instead, he became a member of the supporting organization.

The money spent will be used to train the next generation of the organization.

Even after death, all the legacy of Pisco will be inherited by the younger generation of the organization.

Whether it is what Pisco left in the organization or the property in the eyes of outsiders.

And now, it seems that he will also be eliminated.

Ireland looked at the figure on the bed with a depressed look on her face.

He is a handsome and cute young man with delicate eyebrows and even though he is ill, he does not look embarrassed.

He had just met Avicril not long ago, and even... he decided to protect him and watched him grow up.

But with his current strength, he might not be able to protect Avicril.

Since Wave can defeat him, there will be more people who can defeat him.

After all, Bourbon was not the only one who was Rum's confidant.

"If you're old, why not learn how to organize the old people?" Bourbon's voice was light and airy, with a rising ending, full of ridicule.

If members of the organization generally realize that they are old and are defeated by the younger generation, they should consciously withdraw from the front line and stay in the rear like Pisco, which is the correct answer.

But……

Ireland looked at his palms.

His palms are not as delicate as Avicril's, after all, he is not a child.

His palms were rougher than Bourbon's, covered with calluses, and even the fingerprints were no longer clear, or... there were no fingerprints at all.

Do you want to admit that you are no longer young enough, lack strength, and retreat behind the scenes?

Bourbon looked at Ireland, who was silent, and understood that the other party might be struggling with a major choice at the moment, so he did not disturb the other party.

He recognizes capable colleagues.

Ireland's strength is above the level, but they just met the current Toru Miyamoto.

If it had been earlier, if it had been Toruki Amuro...

Maybe Ireland won't be hit so hard.

But he would not speak out to enlighten the other party.

Bourbon sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, supported his head on one hand, and waited with interest for Ireland to end his silent posture.

He saw that the man, who was stronger than him and had a fierce face, finally spoke after a few minutes of silent hesitation.

He said: "I don't accept it."

On my birthday during the Dragon Boat Festival, my friend also had a holiday, so I went to play with my friends, but... the money was spent and the person was ruined.

I vomited three times in one day due to motion sickness, which made me physically and mentally exhausted.

Although physically disabled and determined, I insisted on continuing. Then I went hiking and my feet were worn out. I had to hold on to the wall while walking. Then I went to Guangzhou to have authentic morning tea. I ate from morning to noon and vomited again on the way back.

It is true that I have had a lot of fun these past few days, but I am so tired that my limbs twitch when I lie down.