One Eyed Monster

Bunan stretched, and it was not a comfortable thing to be suffocated by urine early in the morning.

Bunan shook his eyes downstairs step by step. He was fed up with no toilet bucket in this tavern room. Every time he wanted to urinate, he had to go outside to get cold.

Fortunately, it is morning, if it is night, he will go crazy.

I really don't know how the politician master endured it. He really didn't want to come to this place where birds don't shit.

He originally thought he had gotten up early enough, but when he walked downstairs, he saw a vague figure leaning against the wine table, which looked like the mayor of Barbasa.

Could this old guy couldn't sleep again? Why did he come to the tavern downstairs to drink so early? He was used to drinking the inferior wine in this tavern. I really don't know how this politician was.

Bunan felt that too much time had been wasted in this place where the birds did not shit. He had already proposed to the Guarding Guards of Godin to go back to Rona more than once.

But the Godin defender didn't listen to him at all, and Godin defender still pinned his hopes on the groom, which was really disappointing. How can the groom, how can he believe him? Just by what he said, he can judge that he can get the son of Hussetas back. Don’t be funny, who doesn’t know Qiliu’s ability, isn’t it Shovel horse dung in the stable? How could this kind of thing change? The groom will always be the groom, even if he speaks it nicely, he cannot change that he is the groom's son.

This is a simple truth, everyone understands that there is no change in fate in this world, everything is just the wishful thinking of those fools.

Bunan realized this early, and he didn't have a day-to-day dream to change his destiny. He always felt that he was taking his father's class and becoming a good candy merchant in the future. The reason why he entered Far Travel Academy was also because his father felt that being close to the son of Rostov would be beneficial to the development of his candy business, and he did not consider other things.

That’s why he looked down on Bifu, the freckled face who was walking with him. This guy was obviously a denture seller. He had to play his swollen face to fill up the fat and pretend to be a politician, and he didn’t pee and look in the mirror to see what he was. goods……

Thinking of peeing, Bunan's lower abdomen felt another pain.

After rushing to a remote corner outside the door to release the water, Bunan was relaxed, but the early morning chill made him shiver. He raised his head, and it seemed that the eastern sun had not yet emerged, and the sky was still occupied by darkness. Only the Venus star shone brightly, as if driving the darkness step by step.

The winter in this bird's place is really cold, and the cold makes Bunan miss Ronato even more. At this time, Rona should be collecting firewood to prepare for Chimney Festival and Devil's Day. Think about the crackling in the fireplace at home, lying on the rocking chair and sniffing his father’s plum wine, Bunan unconsciously warms up, that kind of comfort is called life, now this cold experience What is it in the end?

Three steps and two steps back to the pub, Bunan took a sip of the strong wine behind the pub bar, the strong taste choked his heart, and immediately a warmth enveloped his body.

This is the only way he can think of to keep out the cold...

This bird place, I will never come back again. Bunan thought.

No, I still have to convince the Guards of Godin that we should go back now and can't do nothing here. Prince Hussetas has been missing for so long. If he does not go back and explain the situation to Governor Rostov himself, the consequences may be disastrous.

You must think of a way to let Lord Godin Weiwei know that not everything depends on Mailbird. Sometimes Mailbird is not reliable and you must report the situation personally to show sincerity.

This kind of thing can be understood by a future businessman, why the superior professional, Lord Godin, can't understand? Bunan was puzzled.

Of course, this world is sometimes so confused, and the more confused the person is, the longer they can live.

Bunan didn't want to think about it any more, he regretted his original impulse a little bit. Although he was the little follower of Hussetas, and he was the ironest follower, he still felt that his original decision was a bit impulsive at this time. He did not consider this scene of Gulu Mountain, let alone think of it. The winter after leaving the fireplace is so cold...

If he was allowed to choose again, he would never choose to come to Gulu Mountain.

You must think of a way to make Godin defender choose to leave this place, even if he doesn't return to Rona.

After drinking a little wine, Bunan suddenly lost his chill, and his body began to get hot from top to bottom, especially his head, he also started to convulsions, and he started thinking about it.

At this moment, he saw Lord Barbasa lying on the wine table again, lying motionless on the wine table.

That old guy was actually drunk, really shouldn't be, how can a politician get drunk...

"Master Barbasa." Bunan called out softly. Now the sky is not completely bright, and there are still people in the dreamland, especially Lord Godin, who can't wake them up.

After yelling or two, Bunan felt that Lord Barbasa might be more drunk.

In this case, I will help you wake up the bar, Bunan’s hot head suddenly thought of a bad taste...

This bad taste is also formed during the two days of playing cards with the mayor. No one will remember who they are when they play the cards. Everyone is completely immersed in the game of cards, regardless of each other.

This kind of friendship between card friends made Bunan think he could make a joke with Mayor Barbasa.

Just apologize to this adult afterwards.

Bunan took the wine bottle and walked towards Lord Barbasa with a smile.

Spirits are spirits. Just one sip made Bunan's head a little hot, and the heat seemed not small.

Because Bunan dragged Lord Barbasa's head with one hand, and stuffed the mouth of the wine bottle in his hand into Mayor Barbasa's mouth.

He is drinking wine...

This is to help the Lord Mayor sober up, is it a complete mess~www.ltnovel.com~ Hehehe, why are you still awake, Lord Mayor, look at this wine is still very good, don’t wake up, My hands are sore.

Bunan said that he changed into laughter, and the louder he laughed.

This laughter made Bifu, who was also awakened by the bird, suddenly lost sleep.

"Bunan, what are you doing?" Bifu, who came out of his confusion, looked at all this in surprise.

"Help the Lord Mayor sober up, hahahaha." Bunan went crazy.

"You are crazy, he is bleeding!"

"What, hahaha." Bunan still couldn't help laughing.

Bifu quickly ran to the wine table, pushed Bunan hard, and then visited Lord Barbasa, panicking: "You are crazy, he is out of breath and is still bleeding!"

"What!" Now Bunan understood Bifu's words and woke up completely.