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Chapter 766 Return to DC
In a bar in the metropolis.

Soft music kept playing, and the slender fingers of the girl sitting in front of the piano were like dancing elves. Every rise and fall was like a dance, which was very pleasing to the eye.

In addition, she is also very beautiful, with the unique deep facial features of Europeans and Americans, making her look like an extremely delicate doll, and the freckles on both sides of her nose make her even more cute.

Logically speaking, girls should be harassed a lot in a place like this, but this is not the case.

No one would dare to do that except that damn, stingy, lecherous boss.

At most, it's just some talk, but there won't be any real action.

For a college student who needs to work and study and does not want to sell his or her body, this is acceptable even if the hourly wage is a little lower than other places.

The bar is called Lover, a strange place that should have closed down but for some reason has remained open.

"Catherine, your piano playing is getting better and better. If possible, I think I can play a song with you. You know, I used to be in the choir in school."

A young man who looked to be at least 300 pounds, with the flesh on his face sagging like a bull, raised his glass and said, "This is a gentleman's request."

The girl who was playing the piano rolled her eyes and ignored him.

"Jerry, this is the twelfth time you've approached me. If it were anyone else, they would have been torn into pieces by the money-hungry Amber. But you, my friend, are an exception."

The black guy with the afro smiled and drank the whiskey in the glass. "Do you know why?"

"Of course I know."

Jerry put his fingers into his hair with a bit of narcissism, and then combed it back: "A gentleman will not embarrass a gentleman."

"That's right!"

Before anyone else could burst out laughing, a calm voice came from the stairs.

This forced them to shut up, and even if their faces turned red, they dared not make a sound.

Amber was already accustomed to this scene. He set a lot of rules for the bar, but the most important one was that he had the final say in everything here, and any attempt to refute would lead to some bad consequences.

"Jerry, you are a true gentleman."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Hearing this compliment, Jerry's mouth cracked at the corners, and the flesh on both sides squeezed into a ball. Combined with his short and flat nose, he looked more like a bulldog.

Amber didn't say anything else, but came to the place where she usually sat, which was a recliner by the window, specially made by a master craftsman in Chinatown. Its value was... well, about the same as this bar.

"Dear boss, what would you like to drink today?"

The skinny, tall bartender asked very sensibly, "Is it still the same as before?"

"Ah."

Amber closed her eyes and digested the memories she had just received from the newcomer in the space, her body swaying slightly with the chair.

It took less than ten seconds for the bartender to get what he needed.

It’s actually just water with ice in it.

"Boss An, I've always wanted to ask you, why do you open a bar but never drink?"

Most drinkers wouldn't dare to ask this kind of question, because they all knew that Amber had a very bad temper and was very unstable, and the same words might give completely opposite results at different times.

Jerry was also aware of this, but he was also more aware that he would not encounter the same situation as others.

Like I said, he's a gentleman.

"My friend, you should be enjoying the liquid in your glass instead of talking to me about this nonsense."

Amber pinched the quilt with her fingers and lay comfortably in the chair.

"Well, maybe we can change the subject."

Jerry shrugged.

The black guy at the side finally calmed down the urge to laugh, "Speaking of this, you all paid attention to what happened a while ago, right? Those damn aliens actually controlled all electronic equipment and announced to the world that we humans on Earth should hand over Superman Clark. Damn it, that's the only superhero I like. I hope those idiots in the White House don't do stupid things again." "Your news has been delayed. According to the latest report this morning, Superman has surrendered. I watched the live broadcast at the time. Fuck, it's really infuriating."

Topics about Clark always attract a lot of attention. Ever since this guy started doing good things everywhere on Earth as Superman, people have become accustomed to his existence.

Aside from a certain bat freak who always thought he was a destabilizing factor, his reputation was comparable to that of the biggest stars.

Therefore, the White House's compromise with aliens made them very unhappy.

"I hope Superman can return safely."

Jerry took a sip of his wine, put the money on the table, then stood up on his knees and staggered outside.

He was so heavy that every step he took was a torture to his knees and feet.

"Hey, if I remember correctly, Clark is your friend right?"

Catherine had stopped playing the piano and came to Amber and whispered, "Aren't you worried about him?"

"Superman is invincible."

Amber said with her eyes closed.

After his training, Clark has gotten through his period of confusion early on. However, due to the profound teachings of his adoptive parents, his kind side has not disappeared, but has become even more.

"hope so."

Catherine shrugged: "You should pay me, boss."

"Hmm? Is it Wednesday already?"

Amber opened her eyes and said, "You money-obsessed little girl, can't you wait until tomorrow?"

"Oh, dear boss, just like you never give me a raise and your salary is 10% lower than other places, if it weren't safe here, I wouldn't work for you, a vampire!"

Catherine rolled her eyes coquettishly.

"Go get it from Joseph yourself."

Amber waved her hand and then smiled: "Actually, if you want to make money, it's very simple, just promise me before."

"Don't think about it!"

Catherine gave a middle finger and said, "I'd rather play by myself than let you men have it!"

"Oh! That's a pity."

Amber stopped talking.

Of course he was not that anxious, it was just some spice in his boring life.

As the guests gradually left the bar, the bartender Joseph began to clean up.

That’s two jobs for only a penny and a half.

However, he did not feel that there was anything wrong with working more, because as an illegal immigrant, he would be satisfied to have a good job without having to worry about being visited to check the water meter one day.

"Boss, see you tomorrow."

"Well, there are some steaks in the kitchen. You can take them back."

Amber was still lying in the chair. He had been here for nearly four hours without getting up even once, and he kept drinking water.

Joseph looked at it with envy, because it meant that his boss had very strong kidney function.

"Thank you."

Just as he walked into the kitchen, there was a sharp brake sound outside.

(End of this chapter)