O'Connor, who had made a small fortune unexpectedly, did not go home directly. This time he went to the Oak Bar on King's Road.
This kind of unexpected wealth cannot be kept, and it is said that it must be spent in time, otherwise it will bring disaster.
Although O'Connor scorned this kind of superstition, he put it into practice. The Oak Bar not only had performances to enjoy, but there might also be unexpected surprises. Although O'Connor had a thick face and a beard, his body was as densely hairy as
It's like an atavistic phenomenon, but there may be beauties who are pure in appearance but wild in heart who like O'Connor's style, although O'Connor has never encountered it.
No matter what time of year it is, the Oak Bar is always bustling.
What makes O'Connor a little disappointed is that today's Oak Bar is holding an arm-wrestling contest. The rule is that as long as five people win in a row, they will get a long-range bomber cocktail provided by the Oak Bar. This cocktail is known for its strong effects.
The cup will inevitably fall, and it often lasts until dawn, which is really a weapon for breaking up with friends in the same city at dawn.
Of course, single men should still be careful. We are all adults and should be responsible for our own actions.
O'Connor is a frequent winner in arm wrestling competitions. His slaps are as thick as bear paws, and his arms are about as thick as a normal person's calf. So when O'Connor walked into the Oak Bar, the bar girl immediately invited O'Connor warmly.
Na participated in the arm wrestling competition.
"No arm wrestling today, just drinking -" O'Connor was rich today, so he gave up the opportunity to drink for free to others.
"Handsome guy, there are free ones——" The bar girl is enthusiastic and enchanting, but don't be fooled by her charming appearance. The bar girls in Oak Bar always sell wine but not kidneys. If you have the ability to take it away, you can pretend to be crazy.
He was about to be beaten up by a group of regulars at the bar.
"Hmph, stop talking nonsense, let me have a glass of Long River Sunset first -" O'Connor is not short of money. Long River Sunset is a very affordable wine. It is actually beer with raw eggs. Many people think that this way of drinking is very nutritious.
, in fact, this statement is very unfounded. Eating raw eggs is unscientific. Brothers who like to eat candied eggs should be careful. The risk of premature baldness is very high, and you should also be careful of Salmonella.
Bar girls don't pester, they just change the target with a wink.
Don't think that this wink has any special meaning. This kind of flirtatious behavior is the same to everyone.
O'Connor paid no attention to the group of strong men who were competing, and sat on a stool by the bar to look for his target.
In fact, there are not many goals. The social status of women these days is not high enough. There are even fewer women who take the initiative to go to bars for entertainment. The few people they are familiar with are working. O'Connor doesn't want to save all sentient beings today. He wants to see how he can use his own charm.
, can the purpose be achieved.
Not so with the two beauties at the other end of the bar. They looked like they were together at first glance, and they even had Rand Bank badges on their clothes. O'Connor couldn't afford to offend this kind of white-bones O'Connor, who would look away immediately after just one glance.
There was a beautiful woman in the booth area with a glass of water in front of her. She seemed to be waiting for someone. Just when O'Connor was about to make a move, a strong man who felt good about himself came over to flirt with her.
The beauty didn't even raise her head, but the strong man hit a snag. He probably didn't like the bear-man style.
Then keep looking, there will be plenty of opportunities during the long nights of unintentional sleep.
The opportunity came soon. A girl with short hair and a black suit walked into the Oak Bar alone and happened to sit next to O'Connor.
O'Connor immediately stretched out his arms and chest muscles, trying to attract the girl's attention.
The girl did notice O'Connor. Looking at O'Connor's bulging chest muscles that beat faster than her heart, the girl covered her mouth and smiled with her eyebrows arched. O'Connor's mood suddenly surged.
So when the bartender brought the wine the girl asked for, O'Connor immediately took the initiative to pay for it.
"Thank you -" the girl politely thanked her - it was a joke.
In a place like a bar, anyone who walks in on their own initiative should know it well. Don't accept someone's kindness if you don't like them. Don't blame someone for being reserved while taking advantage. Especially in a place like Southern Africa where guns are not allowed, there is no guarantee.
There is someone out there who is really out of their mind. If something bad happens because of a glass of wine, who can they talk to for explanation?
"Alone?" O'Connor was looking for a topic. There is no need to be polite in a place like this, just be simple and direct.
The girl nodded and said nothing.
"Then a cup of Long Island iced tea is suitable for you -" O'Connor's second sentence revealed his straight male nature. You really can't expect an action officer to have high emotional intelligence. O'Connor never beeps when he can do it.
"Aren't you also drinking Changhe Sunset -" the girl retorted fiercely. The combination of beer and raw eggs is a bit healthy.
"Give me a cup of long-range bomber!" O'Connor immediately got into the mood. The sunset over the long river was an appetizer, and even O'Connor could drink three cups of long-range bomber.
Those who only drink two cups are ordinary people. Guys with abnormal physical fitness like O'Connor are more resistant.
The bartender immediately handed over the long-range bomber. The young man had great vision and a bright future!
O'Connor drank it all in one gulp and slapped the cup on the table, not satisfied: "One more cup!"
The bartender immediately brought a second glass.
This time O'Connor was not in a hurry. Drinking one drink is polite, drinking two drinks means being stupid. What if the pretty girl doesn't take the bait?
"Long Island Iced Tea——" The girl used softness to overcome her toughness. Being so obedient, her hopes immediately increased.
O'Connor was overjoyed and was about to show off his masculine charm when he suddenly saw the man sitting opposite the single girl in the corner who seemed a little familiar.
This was almost a professional habit. O'Connor took a few more glances and finally determined that the man opposite the girl was an executive from Nyasaland Airlines.
O'Connor has a very special ability. As long as he has met people, O'Connor will have a very deep memory. This ability can be acquired through training, and O'Connor is particularly good in this aspect.
"What are you looking at?" The short-haired beauty was very dissatisfied with O'Connor's absent-mindedness.
"Don't make trouble——" Once O'Connor enters work mode, no matter whether she has short or long hair, all beauties are red and pink skulls.
The short-haired beauty bit her silver teeth secretly, and immediately a handsome boy with oily hair and pink face came over to strike up a conversation.
O'Connor was leaning on the bar with a cup in hand, seemingly facing a row of long legs performing on the small stage. His peripheral vision was always focused on the beauties and executives in the corner.
The beauty and the executive were chatting in a low voice, as if the executive had told some terrible joke, and the beauty was laughing so hard.
O'Connor keenly noticed that the beauty took out a handbag from her purse and placed it on the table.
Immediately afterwards, the executive took out a similar handbag from his arms and placed it on the table.
Then the beauty seemed to casually put the handbag the executive took out into her purse.
O'Connor slammed the glass on the bar, threw the 20 rand that had just been warmed to the bartender, got up and walked towards the beauty and executive in the corner.
The executive and the beauty were shaking hands to say goodbye. O'Connor directly grabbed the executive's hand and clicked the handcuffs.
"What?"
"What are you doing!"
The beauty and the executive exclaimed at the same time.
O'Connor grabbed the beauty's wrist as fast as lightning, and lifted the cuffs directly up.
The beauty picked up the water glass on the table and threw it into O'Connor's face.
O'Connor showed no mercy to the beauty and punched the beauty hard in the stomach.
"Ouch--" The beauty screamed in agony, just like the agent in the interrogation room.
O'Connor didn't give any room for resistance, so he punched the beauty in the neck, knocked her unconscious, knocked her down and put her in handcuffs.
The executive came back to his senses at this time and looked at O'Connor trembling: "You, you, who are you?"
"I am Senior Agent O'Connor from Brad's office, and you are Randall from Nyasaland Airlines, right? We met at the annual meeting of Nyasaland Airlines, do you remember me?" O'Connell
Na's words are teasing.
Randall nodded subconsciously, and then shook his head, indicating that he had no impression of O'Connor.
"It's okay if you don't remember. Just remember me next time so that we won't have similar misunderstandings--" O'Connor was not polite and searched the beauty with extra detail.
"Yes, yes, it's all misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding-" Randall's face turned pale, and he nodded repeatedly as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
Only then did the others react, the music in the bar was paused, and a few strong men who had been wrestling with each other just now came over with fists clenched and grinning.
O'Connor didn't talk nonsense. While showing his ID, he lifted up his clothes and revealed the pistol on his waist.
The strong men were stunned. The leading strong man responded quickly: "Sir, do you need our help?"
"No, I can handle it myself!" O'Connor didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Everyone here is talented. It would be a waste to go to the bar to fight with each other.
Finally no one interfered, O'Connor was satisfied, and the search for the perfect girl began to search O'Connor's body.
As a senior executive, he was obviously financially strong, and he had a thick stack of cash in his wallet. O'Connor put it into his wallet without any ceremony.
"Please, please--" Randall's heart was bleeding.
O'Connor was not in a hurry. He knew there was a siren blaring outside the bar, so he patted Randall's face gently: "Is this a misunderstanding? Let's go to Brad's office and chat slowly -"
Randall was now like a puddle of mud, sitting on the ground without any reaction.
Several policemen rushed in at lightning speed and took Randall away with the unconscious beauty.
The inspector leading the team also joked with O'Connor and asked O'Connor if he wanted to return to Brad's office together.
Only then did O'Connor think of the short-haired beauty. When he turned around, he found that the short-haired beauty was holding a cup of Long Island ice tea and smiling at O'Connor.
O'Connor was not polite. When he returned to his seat, he found that his wine glass was gone.
Before O'Connor could call the bartender, the bartender directly pushed a glass of long-range bomber to O'Connor: "Please take your time, Mr., this glass is a gift from our manager. By the way, you were so handsome just now. This is from
My personal respect——"
:Today’s third update, if you don’t ask for votes, you really won’t vote for one, you have no conscience——