The Pirate's Cute Cat Tavern

Chapter 122 The holy product in wine (please subscribe)

Hawkeye was quite disappointed and was ready to pay and leave.

It seems that despite the great reputation, there are also hypocrites. The wine in the cute cat tavern that is rumored to be magical in the East China Sea is nothing more than that.

"If it only reaches this level, then this tavern can only be admired and praised by so many people in the weakest East China Sea!"

As Hawkeye spoke, he stood up and picked up his black knife. When he stood up, he was still as sharp as a sharp blade.

The few glasses of wine he had just had had no impact on him at all.

As a veteran drinker and a skilled swordsman, he is the type who never gets drunk.

Obviously, these kinds of wines, such as Cute Cat Dining Boat, which can only attract middle-level and lower-level warriors, are not qualified to make him drunk.

Hawkeye picked up his black feather hat and was about to put it on and leave when he happened to see Locke slowly walking over with the last kind of wine.

He stopped putting on his hat, put it on his chest, bowed his waist, and apologized slightly.

"I suddenly have something to do and I'm going to leave! So, don't bother..."

Due to the rules of the dining ship, Hawkeye had already paid the [-] beli he spent before, so there was no problem for him to leave directly like this.

The reason for expressing apology is as a gentleman's polite response to wasting the fruits of other people's labor.

But fortunately, Hawkeye hasn't touched the last glass of wine and can continue drinking, so this waste is not too much.

Locke's brows furrowed even more when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he walked to Hawkeye's table without stopping, and then placed the wine on the tray on the table.

"You have already paid the money, and this glass of wine is already yours! As long as you are still there, I should serve it to you!"

"As for how you want to deal with it next, that's not what I need to care about! So, you don't need to apologize...it's just a business!"

Locke kept a professional smile on his face and his tone was calm and indifferent, showing no dissatisfaction or anger at all.

After putting down the drink, Locke turned and left. He really would not care about the fate of this drink again.

Even if Hawkeye is not interested in drinking it and pours it away, that is his personal matter and the wine has indeed been sold!

Hawkeye was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Locke to handle the matter with such an attitude.

Looking at Locke who turned around and left freely, looking at the owner of the famous cute cat dinner boat in the East China Sea, a look of admiration rose in the eyes of the eagle.

He decided to drink this glass of wine that might continue to disappoint him purely as a tribute to a young man who had just set sail and a conscientious tavern manager.

Lowering his head, the eagle's eyes fell on the 'awakening cocktail'. When his eyes touched the drink, the curiosity in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

I saw a glass cup with a wide mouth and a narrow bottom placed on a dark orange wooden table with clear lines. The cup was filled with colorful liquids.

"Is this a drink?" Hawkeye put down his hat and sat down with a curious face. He came closer and observed the new glass of wine that had just been served.

I saw that the liquid in the cup had three distinct colors, and the liquids of different colors were stratified.

The scorching red color settled at the bottom of the cup, rolling and jumping slightly like a flame, occupying a quarter of the cup's capacity.

An icy blue floats in the center of the cup, with clearly visible textures like ice cubes. It occupies one-half of the capacity.

The top liquid is white, like a cloud trapped in the cup, pure and clean, bright and fascinating.

Hawkeye had never seen such a fancy drink before, and even said that he had never heard of the name of the cocktail before.

Hawkeye looked forward to it. He didn't

No matter how purely because of Locke's attitude, he reluctantly drank this glass of wine as if he was fulfilling his duty.

Now because of the extremely attractive appearance of the cocktail, he couldn't wait to taste the taste of the three-color wine.

"It seems that I made a mistake! There is indeed no such thing as a good reputation... There is still something worth looking forward to in this tavern!"

Hawkeye said as he sat down firmly.

He first took a sip of water to rinse his mouth. After the other flavors of alcohol in his mouth were washed away, he carefully picked up the cocktail.

After observing and preparing for a long time, Hawkeye finally brought this beautiful glass of wine to his mouth, which looked like a work of art, and then took a sip.

Hiss!

The thick, silky liquid slid down the throat into the stomach, and then exploded in the stomach.

The alcohol in the wine exerted its power, and the pungent and exciting feeling spread from the stomach and went straight to the forehead, making the person dizzy.

In just that moment, Eagle Eye was a little drunk, not physically but mentally. He was intoxicated by this beautiful and exciting feeling.

This intoxicating feeling stimulated him to keep his mouth from the cup, drinking up all the transparent liquid in one mouthful after another.

Soon, all this clear liquid full of stimulating taste was drank by Eagle Eye.

The spicy wine was like a ball of fire in his stomach, burning his eyes with intoxication and spitting hot breath from his mouth.

In this case, Hawkeye drank the blue liquid in the middle layer of the cup, which was as cold as ice!

Gudong!Gudong!ah……

Hawkeye took a big gulp of the blue liquid and felt as if he had swallowed a large piece of ice crystal.

The fire that was ignited by the spicy food in his belly was instantly suppressed by the cold feeling.

Just like heavy rain ushering in the scorching heat, Eagle Eyes narrowed his eyes in comfort.

After the coldness suppressed the spicy heat of the alcohol, more and more blue liquor entered his stomach.

The cold power became stronger and stronger, the feeling of comfort disappeared, and a cold feeling that made my heart and liver tremble spread.

Hawkeye was caught off guard and shuddered.

When his internal organs couldn't bear the coldness, the fiery red wine entered his stomach, and the fiery power finally exploded.

Fire and ice are intertwined, cold and heat are neutralized, and the sense of comfort that returns to calm after the sudden change comes again, and finally returns to complete calm.

After finishing the glass of wine, Hawkeye sat there as if in a dream.

His body completely returned to calm, as if the constant alternation of cold and heat he had just experienced was an illusion.

However, the aroma of wine remaining in his mouth told him that everything was true. This wine was really so exciting and delicious.

Yes, it tastes great!

The smooth, silky taste is top-notch, and the constantly alternating, undulating alcohol stimulation is unprecedented.

After drinking it, the lingering fragrance and evocative taste in your mouth is rare in this sea.

This wine allows Eagle Eye to find a sense of surprise that he has not had for a long time, so it is really delicious!

Eagle Eye had to sigh: "Wine is a holy product, a rare one!"

Moreover, Eagle Eye discovered that this wine was not just delicious.

He was sitting there blankly, subconsciously savoring the feeling and taste of the wine.

His senses were in an unprecedented state of clarity, and he seemed to feel many details that he had never noticed at ordinary times.

For example, I have already developed my ultimate understanding of the way of swordsmanship...