Hu Xier glanced at the man.
Gradier showed a smile that he thought was handsome, and Hu Xier rolled his eyes.
I don’t understand what this guy is so cute about, Mo Cheng is much more handsome than him.
"Boss, give me another drink. That one is dirty." Hu Xier said calmly, ignoring him.
Gradil was stunned and touched his nose in embarrassment.
Without waiting for Hu Xi'er to refuse, he sat directly next to Hu Xi'er and said, "Boss, give our lady another glass of wine. I'll pay for her wine."
The boss looked at Gradier, he was a regular customer here, but every time he came he would either seduce or seduce women.
The hotel owner didn't have a good impression of him, and he didn't have a bad impression either.
Who can be disgusted with a person who gives him money every day?
A cup of Yinzhou drunkenness fell in Gradil's hand. He walked up to Hu Xier and showed his signature smile again: "Miss, your courage impresses me. My name is Gradil, and I want to make friends with you."
Hu Xier couldn't stand such a slippery man.
He said in a cold voice: "No, please get out of here and don't stop me from drinking."
Hearing such straightforward words, Gradil said nothing, but he became more interested in this Dragon Flame woman.
He glanced to the side and saw his younger brother nodded.
Gradier smiled softly and said to Hu Xier again: "Miss, I'll give you a piece of advice."
"If a beautiful woman like you drinks too much in a pub like this, a bunch of jackals will appear around her."
Hu Xier responded indifferently: "It's okay, I have a gun."
Gradier chuckled, ignored it, and dropped a gold coin: "This is the lady's drink money."
Seeing this gold coin, the tavern owner's eyes widened.
Even if his tavern is open for a month, he can't make half a gold coin.
The value of this gold coin can cover his income for more than two months.
Hu Xier glanced at the gold coin briefly, then looked back, as if he hadn't seen it.
Gradier's eyes happened to catch this scene, and he smiled coldly in his heart, still pretending to be reserved in front of him.
A gold coin is enough for him to play with a random girl on the street for a long time.
However, if one gold coin can be collected into the Longyan woman, then the price is not bad.
Gradil showed a very casual expression, stood up and left.
Hu Xier seemed to turn a blind eye to all this. She looked at the slightly yellowish Long Yanzui under the candlelight, thought of Mo Cheng's elm head, and cursed secretly.
"Mo Cheng, you bastard, don't let me, a beautiful woman, do whatever research you want."
"Can research be as fun as me?"
After drinking all the Yinzhou Zui in the cup, Hu Xier's face turned an even more moving red. She used the wine to relieve her sorrow, and she thought of Mo City.
She had been drinking for a long time when she came out, and she didn't know if Mo Cheng was hungry.
"It would be better to starve that bastard to death." Hu Xier whispered.
However, her heart was still full of worries. After paying for the drink, Hu Xier originally wanted to bring back a meal from the tavern, but looked at the food in Britain.
Hu Xier gave up the idea in an instant. There were only potatoes here.
Or it's animal offal processed into various strange things.
She and Mo Cheng once went to a high-end restaurant in Britain and heard the chef there say that when cooking animal offal, salt, wine, cheese, Longyan tea...
Just make sure it doesn't taste too bad.
She collapsed then.
What a magical practice.
"It's better to go back and cook." Hu Xier murmured.
Under the gaze of everyone in the tavern, Hu Xier staggered out of the tavern. Today she had to admit that she drank a little too much.
It’s all the blame on Mo Cheng.
The tavern is not far from Newton's house, but it is getting late now and there are not many people. Hu Xier, an outsider, walks to the street in a swaggering way.
There was no sense of vigilance at all.
Britain, which had just experienced the Industrial Revolution, had increased national strength, but its public security was not good.
This also leads to the fact that few people go out shopping in such a big way at night.
She walked into a dark alley.
Suddenly, a group of people emerged from the darkness.
Hu Xier was stunned, turned around and saw that the escape route behind him had been blocked.
She frowned and shouted coldly: "Who are you? I have no grudge against you."
"No, it's just what you said in the pub that made us feel uncomfortable."
"We decided to let you know if the men of Britain are okay!"
There was teasing laughter in the darkness, and Hu Xier's face was cold. She quickly pulled out the revolver she carried on her waist and fired.
Bang!
The loud gunshots shocked the British people.
Gradil, who was hiding in the dark, was suddenly startled, looking at the extremely small gun Hu Xier was holding in his hand. It still exuded a faint smell of gunpowder.
Gradier had no idea that this Dragon Flame woman actually had a gun in her hand.
Hu Xier looked at the Britons who were frightened by the gunshots and said coldly: "I don't want to kill anyone. As long as you reveal your boss, I will let you live."
The group of Britons swallowed their saliva and looked at the gun in Hu Xier's hand. It was a real gun.
But they had never seen such a delicate and compact gun, and they had no doubt about the power of this gun.
Although the shot just fired was empty, they all saw the extra crater on the ground. Although it was not big, it was very deep.
Everyone looked at each other and couldn't make up their minds.
At this time, someone said something: "The musket can only be fired once. She didn't even load the bullet. She is just a woman. Why are so many of us afraid of her?"
After hearing this sentence, everyone came back to their senses, it seemed like this.
Everyone looked at her unkindly and said coldly: "You Bichi, I will definitely let you know how powerful we are tonight!"
Hu Xier frowned and looked at the Britons rushing up from behind and behind him.
Qing Yangshuo gave her this gun for self-protection, but she had never killed anyone, so she was a little panicked for a while. Although there were still five bullets that could be fired continuously, Hu Xier did not dare to pull the trigger.
Hiding in the darkness, Gradil looked at Hu Xier's desperate situation and smiled.
In his mind, he could immediately see a little white rabbit being torn clean by these hungry Britons.
At this moment, an angry shout came from not far away!
"stop!"
Gradier frowned and looked at the man coming from a distance. Under the relatively bright moonlight, Gradil looked at his handsome face and suddenly felt jealous.
How could there be a man more handsome than him?
Hu Xier's face lit up when she heard the familiar voice: "Mo Cheng!"
