Chapter 22

The expressions of the two beer-drinking uncles were complicated. It felt that Merlin was particularly irritable when he was betting on horses, as if he would overturn the table at any time. He was indeed a grumpy gambler, completely different from the gentle and gentle appearance before.

Although Merlin was emotional and screamed, he could not reach the scene.

The boss looked at the trembling table that was smashed by Merlin, heartbroken. The one bought last month will be broken.

Merlin glared and stared at the live broadcast of the racecourse. When it came time to gamble, he was like this. He wanted to go to the racecourse and run two laps instead of the horse. He was so angry.

The horse No. 6 did not live up to it. Halfway through the run, horse dung sprang from the back butt. It is estimated that the stomach was diarrhea after eating badly, and the horse ran slowly, and finally started walking on the field.

It's like what the two uncles said, the horse No. 6 looks sloppy, just like a small rocket stuck in its butt, but it has no effect. Instead, it runs slower and slower.

Merlin's face was extremely ugly, he obviously knew that he had lost, and he didn't even have a consolation prize, but a silver coin.

He was trembling with anger, his teeth rattled and he couldn't help but yelled, showing his bad temper to the extreme

"Nima!"

"Sister's three stinks!"

"No. 6 definitely ate croton before the court!"

"Shady! Absolute shady! Don't push your face on the Royal Racecourse!"

"The whole world is preventing me from turning over! The evil capitalism knows that it is exploiting me! I will kill you if I get the opportunity!"

"Lao Zi Binima's Zhang Sanfeng Tai Chi Tai Chi Sword Technique Popeye Pikachu Digimon Fat Monster Snake..."

Merlin's old problem was committed again, he hated society as soon as he lost a bet, scolded the entire Great Britain all over, and all kinds of discriminatory conspiracy theories flew up.

Moreover, his behavior was as intense as his words, the dining table was clanging, as if he would take a sword to revenge the society at any time.

The restaurant owner was very worried, afraid that this neurosis would go wild, and silently picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to work hard.

The two beer-drinking uncles kept laughing, feeling that Merlin's bet loss was all expected.

After a while

Sitting on the chair, Merlin looked at the table in a mess, seemingly calm.

Fortunately, Merlin's gambling state didn't last long, just a short while, after the grumpy state ended, he would look at reality like he is now.

It’s still the same problem. I lost a bet on horses. I really have no hope of paying the bill now. Is it true that I really use force to eat the king’s meal?

Please don't, my dignified first demon king, would actually do such a low-level thing, which is detrimental to my reputation.

Merlin thought a lot, but in fact, how famous is he?They were all taken out by the Holy See to exaggerate and cheat money.

The restaurant owner was wiped away, staring at Merlin, waiting for him to pay the bill.

Merlin was stared at in a cold sweat, feeling that she was looked down upon by others, and she was hurt in her heart.

He thought for a while, felt that he couldn't rely on force and couldn't afford to lose that person, so he decided to use his own wisdom to get along.

"Pop!" Merlin snapped his fingers pretendingly, "Check out!"

The boss wiped his hands and walked over suspiciously, wondering if he really has money?

"Hello sir, there are two gold coins in total."

"So expensive?!" Merlin felt that he hadn't eaten much. The boss killed him as a big head.

"Turkey and suckling pig are our specialty dishes." The restaurant owner explained.

"Oh, it's okay, the taste is average." Merlin said with a cheeky face, "Actually I think your store has a good environment, but the popularity is not high, what's the matter?"

"This has something to do with the location of our store, it's too close to the back of the market." The restaurant owner answered truthfully, knowing the truth.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with this." Merlin shook his head, pretending to say profoundly, "It's because your store lacks cute elements~"

"The cute element?" The restaurant owner was confused.

"Yes, look at the maid coffee shop, the cat girl coffee shop, everyone has their own cute elements, either this sauce or that sauce, high society and bunny girls, those black silk thighs are very charming, these are all cute elements. "Meilin Tan started to explain.

"Guest, what do you mean..." The restaurant owner seemed interested.

"Your store needs to add cute elements, do you know Tsundere?" Mei Lin said solemnly.

"Audience... Jiao?" The restaurant owner was very puzzled and didn't understand at all, but he felt that what Merlin said was somewhat reasonable, and every store should have its own characteristics.

"That's right, it's Tsundere. Tsundere who speaks of integrity is often contrary to what I said. I will teach you now, for example, what are you going to do now?" Merlin looked serious, like a pious missionary.

"Sir, please pay the bill." The restaurant owner answered honestly.

"Yes, if Tsundere said, it's not like this, but, I won't let you pay the bill!" Merlin imitated a little, and then urged, "You try too, it will be very helpful for your shop. , Can attract a lot of popularity."

"I... I won't let you pay the bill!" The restaurant owner, an old man in his forties, actually became a slapstick, his moustache trembling.

Merlin gave a weird smile, looking very sinister and gloomy, and the essence of the devil was sharp.

Yes, all of this is a routine, as long as the boss says no money is needed.

Merlin lifted her ass and walked out of the restaurant, then nodded and said

"Ok, I won't pay the bill as you wish."

"Thank you for your hospitality, let's Sa Yunara!"

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Chapter 14:

The restaurant owner was stunned for three seconds, and then he recovered, only to realize that he had been stunned, goddamn arrogant!I just want to tell myself that I don’t want money.

"Come on! Stop him!"

The restaurant owner threw the towel on the table. He hated two things about opening a store. The second hatred is credit, the first hatred is eating the king’s meal. The former has the possibility of taking it back, and the latter is prostitution.

The door of the restaurant was knocked open. The gold medalist at the market had been waiting for a long time. Hearing the call from the boss, he could not wait to come in.

"Master, I'm here, where is the little thief who eats the king's meal? I will clean him up and let him sell the kidney to pay the bill."

The gold medalists in the bazaar are a group of mercenaries who do not have any special abilities, but they are hired to earn some money to survive.

The man in front of him was muscular, attached to him like a rock, and the bright forehead seemed to be waxed, shining extremely.

Although the appearance is very deterrent, but Mei Lin only feels that this gold medalist is a low-level warrior, a little salted fish that is not worth mentioning.

Of course, Xiao Xianyu is only for Mei Lin. In fact, the lower-level strength is already very good in this small village. I don't know how many people can't cultivate a trace of grudge or magic, and can only be ordinary people.

"Just... it's him." The restaurant owner pointed at Merlin, with a moustache trembling, "I have been in a restaurant for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've encountered a Bawang meal!"

"I didn't eat Bawang's meal, didn't the boss say that you don't need money?" Merlin was cheeky and didn't mean to pay the bill.

"Who said I don’t want money anymore! Don’t use some tricks to lie to me. Now you just have to pay for the meal, and I can let you leave safely." The restaurant owner said quite bluntly, saying that he didn’t want to cause trouble. Just pay for the meal obediently.

"I eat and drink for nothing with wisdom, why should I pay for it?" Mei Lin said lightly, flashing her own sword, and looking dark like a burnt stick, "Don't force this uncle to defend himself. Pulling a knife even scares me."

"Hahahahaha..."

The gold medal thugs laughed boldly, feeling that there was not a trace of power fluctuations in Merlin, and she was just an ordinary person.

Don't have a broken stick around his waist, he doesn't look like a swordsman, but a villager in the country.

The gold medalist didn't pay attention to Merlin at all, thinking that he was a habitual offender of cheating.

"Don't you just bring a fire stick, this is also a swordsman?"

"It's a swordsman, a swordsman, a lonely and wandering swordsman." Merlin emphasized that he didn't like being called a swordsman, but preferred a swordsman, because it gave people a sense of depression and was cool.

"Then your honorable Jianhao, may I ask your surname?" The gold medalist's eyes were disdainful, and he deliberately fooled Merlin.

"Nobody, don't mention it, get away, don't get in the way!" Merlin waved his hand, thinking that if he didn't control himself well, the whole village would disappear from the map of Great Britain.

"Huh!" The gold medalist blocked the door like a city wall, and didn't intend to let Merlin go. "Even the guy who didn't dare to report his name is worthy of calling himself a swordsman? It's a laugh off other people's teeth, you I have seen too many kinds of people, it's nothing more than learning a few tricks, and come out to bluff and lie.

"Emmmm..." Mei Lin's expression was complicated, and she really didn't want to be too forceful with a lower-level miscellaneous fish, but the other party didn't want to let herself go.

"The uncle is Dushi Johnson, a lower-rank martial artist, a gold medal mercenary, and he can take care of everything, from debt collectors to unblocking the toilet. If you have nothing to do, you can help others take care of his wife." The gold medalist showed himself His muscles were so powerful that they seemed to want Merlin to retreat.

"Oh, although I don't know what the situation is, but it means to do a fight, right?" Merlin stood with his hand and hooked the gold medalist with one hand, very provocative.

"Come on, give you a hand."

"My time is precious."

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Chapter 15:

The gold medalist looked down at Merlin, dissatisfied with his very arrogant attitude, and the blue veins on his forehead jumped.

Generally, when the squad sees his stalwart body, and the lower-level vindictive coercion, he will retreat again and again in fright, or obediently settle the money.

But Merlin in front of him was very special, and seemed to have no sense of his own military deterrence.

This made the gold medalist very angry, and the villagers who didn't even have a trace of magic vindictive these years dared to clamor with themselves!?Simply outrageous.

"Boy, your tone is not small! You also gave me a hand to know the name of the uncle Dashi Johnson, and dare to speak such big words, admire~ admire~"

The restaurant owner felt that Merlin really had no eyesight, a scavenger who had no power at all, how could he fight a lower-rank warrior?Wouldn't it be over if you pay the bill obediently?In case of a broken arm and a broken leg, it is not worth it.