Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

"Hey! Good old man, long time no see." The werewolf rushed over and gave Phil a big hug.

Phil was surrounded by a pile of long black hair, and his nose only felt a little itchy.

"——A sneeze!!"

"Oh, s**t!! You disgusting bastard! Get your snot out of my fur!!"

Although they are in the same department, they don't have many opportunities to meet each other.

Blade said: "Have a drink?"

Colson replied: "Okay, have a drink."

The three of them came to a bar.

This place is called Canyon Tenderness, a very famous bar in New York, and its owner is a yellow-haired British boy.

Phil and Blade sat on the bar.

The werewolf was a bit heavy, and he broke a stool when he sat on it. The boy at the bar looked at him, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

"What are you looking at?! Have you never seen a werewolf?! Look again, I will eat you!!"

The little brother quickly lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'll change the stool for you."

On the other side of the bar.

Sylvie took a sip of orange juice and said, "Is this your plan?! Come to the bar to drink?! By the time we finish drinking, the wind will be gone."

Adams said: "Don't be impatient~ When you see those three people are missing, it's time to show off your charm." He pushed the wine in front of him to Sylvie, "Young girl, go strike up a conversation."

Sylvie didn't answer.

Strike up a conversation?

Are you kidding me?

She doesn't know how to strike up a conversation, she wouldn't strike up a conversation to death, that big hairy dog ​​looks so disgusting.

Adams asked him to attract the attention of those three people, but he might not necessarily have to strike up a conversation.

Sylvie took the stone out of her pocket.

Wu Liuqi had a very bad premonition.

Then, he felt like the world was spinning, and he was plunged into a pile of soft hair.

The werewolf yelled: "Who hit me with a stone?!"

He looked back at Sylvie, who stuck out her tongue and looked at Adams opposite.

Adams appeared to be as steady as an old dog, but in reality he was panicking.

Is getting attention just like throwing stones? What is this little girl’s brain made of?

He looked at Old Brown standing next to him.

Old Brown looked around and found no one who could see him. He asked Adams with his eyes: "What are you looking at me for?"

Adams replied with his eyes: "Don't worry about it, just look at the wolf."

Brown sighed helplessly and looked at Mr. Werewolf opposite.

He must be very angry now, the word grinning is really vivid when used on him.

The werewolf strode towards him and asked:

"Did you throw me away?!"

Old Brown looked at Adams, Adams looked at Sylvie, Sylvie didn't look at him, and Adams looked at Old Brown again. Old Brown felt that he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Okay, I threw it."

"Why did you throw me away?!"

"Not pleasing to the eye."

"You gou***biubiubiubiubi~~~~oooo~~"

The werewolf howled, and the guests in the bar dispersed.

A powerful straight punch met Old Brown's face.

The old man in a suit stepped sideways slightly, and the werewolf's fist missed.

"Lian Jiazi?! No wonder you are so arrogant!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his claws.

"Werewolf, stop making trouble, we are here to drink." Colson came over from a distance and said with a kind face: "Would you like to have a drink together? Others just left, and the six of us reserved the place." Sitting on the bar

The blade didn't say anything, taking it as acquiescence.

Adams quickly said: "Okay, actually we were not careful. The old gentleman was just bored and threw a stone. Hitting the werewolf was purely an accident."

The corners of Phil's mouth twitched slightly.

Throwing stones out of boredom? Can you express this reason?

Seeing as he was just a child, Phil didn't want to care.

When the werewolf saw what he said, his mood gradually relaxed. The pain was not that painful in the first place. Now that he thought about it, it was not like the trainer threw it. He looked at Old Brown with an expression as if he was eating, and then looked at the person sitting there.

The little girl on the table said nothing and only pretended to be cute. He seemed to understand something.

If you don't say it, you will definitely become a werewolf!

...

...

Blade did not participate in this conversation.

He looked at the waiter who was hiding behind the bar and was paralyzed with fear.

It was really embarrassing for him. The others ran away, but this little brother was the only one who stayed here.

"Mix me a glass of Amber Dream."

The waiter stood up tremblingly and stammered: "I...I can't..."

"It's okay, you have enough time, just study now."

"No need, I can adjust it." Dao Feng looked at the little girl who appeared next to him at some point and asked, "You can?"

"Yes, I can."

Sylvie walked behind the bar.

She is a bit short and can't reach the table.

"You! Go and bring me a stool." The waiter hurriedly found a stool.

"Don't mind if I don't adjust well."

Sylvie selected several wines on the counter.

——20 ml gin, 20 ml sweet vermouth, 20 ml abbey green wine, plus a large drop of orange bitters.

Blade took the glass of wine.

He doesn't really like drinking what looks like a drink.

"Aren't you going to drink?" Sylvie asked.

Blade took a tentative sip.

It's a bit sweet, but has no other taste. He's not very good at tasting wine.

Amber Dream comes in three colors.

Representing diamonds, emeralds and rubies respectively.

And gemstones symbolize love.

Before kid left, he mixed a cup of Amber Dream for Sylvie, which meant that he was leaving and the other half of his life had already appeared.

Blade thought of Mockingbird.

Maybe I should say hello on the train.

I wonder if she will really come to New York.

Just when the blade was silent in some unspeakable emotion.

Sylvie added a glass of ice cubes to the glass of wine.

She slowly stirred it with a mixing spoon, and the three colors produced some kind of reaction.

Blue (diamond), emerald (green), ruby ​​(red), the three gem colors are intertwined and blended into amber that sparkles with golden light.

This is the real amber dream.

Amber represents eternity and transparency. Giving you amber means that my love for you will never change.

Amber Dream will turn into gold in the end, so this glass of wine is also called Golden Glory.

Blade obviously didn't know what the golden amber represented. He just thought the wine looked good and tasted good.

He took a big sip. It was a little sweet, but a little too bitter.

"Hey! You really drink!!"

Daofeng paused and asked, "What's wrong?! Can't you drink?"

The corners of Sylvie's mouth twitched slightly.

"It's okay, just drink..."

A puff of smoke rose from behind the blade.

His whole body instantly became alert.

An ugly man appeared in the smoke, but Blade was not careless, he would not look down on a person just because he was ugly.

"Hello, I am the assassin Wu Liuqi. I am best at cutting air bangs. I have always been popular for my affordable price..."

Blade glanced at Sylvie, "Where did this funny guy come from?!"

"Don't look at me, I don't know him."