Mysterious Tribulation

　　 "What the hell? Want to mess up my boss's bar?"

　　 Behind the bar, Barkin put down his wine glass and towel, took out a double-barreled shotgun directly from under the bar, and pointed it at Harris: "I don't care whether you are a'silver gun' or an iron gun, don't disturb my business!"

　　 "Boy, you are lucky, but you won't be lucky forever."

　　 Harris grinned, showing ugly black and yellow teeth, and put the revolver into the holster with his right hand like a magic trick.

　　 Soon, he drank the drink in his glass in one sip, dropped a few pennies, and walked out of the bar.

"Are you OK?"

　　 Isabeth stepped forward immediately and checked William's face.

"fine…"

　　William wiped his cheeks with his sleeve and looked at the back of Harris leaving, his eyes deep: "'Silver Gun' Harris?"

　　...

　　 A few days later.

　　 Aaron came to the Hunter's Bar and took a turn, taking away the turnover during this time.

　　 Then, he heard a news from Barkin that slightly surprised him.

　　 "You mean... our waiter provokes a bounty hunter who is known for his cruelty? The other party also put aside his cruel words and wants to clean him first, then clean up the bitch? That's Isabel?"

　　 This is the afternoon, and the bar has not yet opened.

　　 Aaron sat calmly, with no expression on his face.

"Yes, boss, do you want someone to warn Harris?" Barkin asked, "Or, just clean him up. Anyway, he is a criminal, but there is no bounty. Other hunters are too lazy to clean him. I also have something to do in Momora Field. Although it's only at the Superintendent level, there is still no problem in cleaning him up."

　　In Barkin's view, Harris' biggest mistake is not **** or cruelty, but doing it in the Hunter's Bar is equivalent to provocation!

　　铮!

　　 Between Aaron's fingers, a golden pound kept flipping, turning into a stream of light.

　　 Immediately, the streamer bounced high and fell back into his hand.

　　 After a glance, Aaron smiled: "Don't worry about him, I feel that things may develop quite interestingly."

　　 "Yes, boss."

　　 Although a little surprised, Barkin agreed.

　　 Time slowly came to night.

　　 Before the bar opened, both William and Isabel arrived.

　　 "Boss...I'm sorry about what happened last time. If it caused any trouble to the bar, I would resign..."

　　 Isabeth gritted her teeth and came to Aaron to say.

　　 It can be seen that she is a little reluctant to bear the job, but her attitude is still determined.

　　 "This is obviously my problem." William couldn't help but stepped forward and said, "Boss, if you want to fire, just fire me."

　　 Happiness!

　　 "It's a really good friendship, I am a little touched by it." Aaron clapped his hands and said, "But am I the boss or are you the boss? Why don't I go to work!"

　　 "Oh, yes, boss."

　　 Isabette and William retired quickly, and Isabette was even more delighted, and said to William: "It seems that Mr. Porter is quite responsible. We are ready to take this matter for us. We can be considered a good boss."

"Yes…"

　　 William dealt with it carelessly, with a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

　　 The night completely enveloped the sky, and the lights of various colors lit up the streets for the first time.

　　 A guest walked into the bar, and there were many well-informed bounty hunters.

　　 "Have you heard?'Silver Gun' Harris is dead!"

　　 A bounty hunter wearing a woolen coat ordered a large glass of rye beer and said with a smile: "That scum deserves to die! Haha... I am so happy today."

　　 "Harris is dead, why did he die?"

　　 Barking smiled and offered a glass of beer: "I'll take this one."

　　As a bar manager, he has the privilege of inviting customers to drink for free.

"Harris died with neither reputation, bravery, nor evil. On the contrary, it was a little funny... He was drowned in the smelly ditch at the door, haha... That ditch was only two feet deep, and even children were flooded. Not dead, but Harris just face down, drowning himself alive... He probably drank too much."

　　 The bounty hunter laughed and raised his glass aloft: "Honor the great Holy Spirit, and may He drive Harris' soul into hell!"

　　 "Hey, did you hear that?"

　　 Isabeth found William who was carrying the barrel: "That villain is dead, it's great!"

"Yes."

　　 William absently agreed, looking in Aaron's direction, slightly disturbed.

　　 But seeing that Mr. Potter didn't pay much attention to him, he could not help but let out a sigh.

　　 When the number of guests in the bar increased, a brawny man entered the bar, reducing the original noisy decibels a lot.

　　 "Madman" Karl!

　　 He came to the bar and sat down and knocked on the table: "A cup of Tetsago's "Fire"!"

　　Barkin quickly poured a glass for Karl and lit the surface of the drink with a match.

　　 Carl picked up the wine glass and poured the flame and the wine into his mouth directly, his cheeks became a little red: "This is enough flavor, let's have another glass!"

　　At this time, Aaron came to the back of the bar, told Barkin to step away, and smiled and said to Karl: "'Madman', are you interested in taking a task with me?"

　　 Carl glanced at Aaron with a slightly crazy eye, and said in a deep voice: "Don't kill!"

　　 "Well, don't kill, just follow."

　　 Aaron nodded.

　　 "Why are you looking for me?" Carl asked, boring again with a glass of fire wine.

　　 "Bold bounty hunters are everywhere, UU read www.uukanshu.com, but they will soon be able to see their bodies, you can live to this day, not only crazy, but also cautious and careful."

Aaron looked at Isabette and William who were working in the distance and said, "I need you to follow the waiter named William, monitor him for a period of time, and find out his family background, school background, etc., The more detailed the better."

　　 Karl one cup after another, not as if he was drinking, but as if he was drinking water: "It's too cumbersome. I won't pick up if it's less than 50 pounds."

　　 "When the transaction is concluded, the price totals 40 pounds. This is the deposit."

　　 Aaron pushed past a few paper bills, and there was only William, and it was not his turn to do it. Just spend a small amount of money to let the bounty hunter do it.

　　 "Why is it 40 pounds?"

　　 Carl growled dissatisfiedly.

　　 "One-fifth of the handling fee! Business is business!"

　　 Aaron raised his eyebrows and chuckled lightly: "Report to me as soon as possible."

　　 "I hate businessmen."

　　 Karl grumbled, but didn't refute it. This is indeed the rule.

　　...

　　 After entrusting the task, Aaron went to the bathroom of the bar.

　　 To be honest, he doesn't like the entrance location very much, and always thinks that it will be remodeled one day.

　　 It is Mr. Halsey who just arranged the entrance. If the other party's consent is not obtained, rash changes will only invalidate the entrance.

In the bathroom, when he opened the mysterious symbol behind the door, Aaron was still thinking, "Generally speaking, is this door only accessible to men? No, female Extraordinaries can hide their figure and enter the men's bathroom, haha...think about it. Kind of fun."

　　 "Perhaps, this is a door for men, but at other entrances, there are doors for women and mixed passages?"