John solemnly took out a dozen cocktail bottles and started the process of mixing ancient music cocktails with ease, although he was a little stiff.
The bartender girl stood aside in great surprise, looking at her father who hadn't mixed drinks for a long time. She then secretly glanced at the handsome young man sitting at the bar, and her cute face shrank back with redness.
Five minutes later.
"Okay." John exhaled lightly, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the handkerchief handed to him by the bartender, placed a glass of prepared wine in front of Caesar, and placed another glass on the table in front of Apocalypse.
"Please try it, sir. I haven't mixed drinks for a long time, so I'm not very good at it." John looked at Caesar in awe.
"Let me try it." Caesar picked up the wine glass, shook it slightly, and then took a sip. His eyes lit up slightly, and he simply tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
He put down his glass with a smile, "Not bad, really good, still tastes the same as it did more than ten years ago."
John smiled happily and looked at Tianqi, "Old man, you try it too."
Apocalypse ignored him and looked at Caesar.
"You try it too." Caesar said with a smile.
"Yes, sir." Tianqi took a step forward and took the wine glass. He took a sip and commented softly, "I didn't expect that the current cocktail making technology is getting better and better. It's just that it's still a little worse than the fine wines that were presented to me before."
Hearing Tianqi belittling the drinks her father made, the bartender said indignantly: "This old man, who are you? And you're paying tribute..."
"Shirley!" John was shocked.
This cannot be said carelessly. Especially the one who followed Caesar, and at this old age, it is very likely that he was the one who almost destroyed the world!
That man had lived for an unknown period of time, had received offerings from all over the world, and had tasted countless wines, so his evaluation was naturally reasonable.
Tianqi put the wine glass back on the table, not minding it. If it were in the past, with his violent temper, the people in this city would probably be gone. But now, he was just a servant beside his master, and before doing anything, he only acted for the benefit of his master.
"Uncle John. So you have a daughter. Why didn't I know that before?" Caesar smiled and looked at the bartender girl next to John.
"Her name is Shirley." John responded with a smile, looking at the bartender lovingly. "She has been in my hometown before. It was only in recent years that I brought her to New York to study. From time to time, she would replace the bartender and help out here. Don't look at her young age, she is much better at making drinks than me."
Feeling Caesar's gaze, Shirley lowered her head shyly, clenched her hands together, and almost buried her head in her chest.
"You're not usually so shy." John looked at her in surprise.
"Dad!" Shirley stomped her feet and almost hid in the kitchen out of shyness, but she was reluctant to leave the front desk.
"You..." John looked at his daughter who was different from usual. He finally realized something, frowned, and sighed deeply in his heart.
Caesar continued to drink and chat with John from time to time.
Suddenly, Apocalypse behind him whispered: "Master, there are several mutants coming."
"Yeah." Caesar nodded slightly without paying too much attention.
With a "bang", the wooden door of the bar was kicked open, and three non-mainstream young people, with dyed hair, earrings, and punk-style clothes, walked arrogantly into the bar, causing the guests inside to look at them in astonishment.
"It's them again." Shirley was like a frightened rabbit, and hurriedly hid behind John. John's face was not very good either, but when he saw Caesar and Apocalypse at the table, he touched Shirley's hair with relief.
"We are from the Band of Brothers. If you don't want to die, get out of here!" The red-haired young man looked around at the guests in the bar and chuckled. He stretched out his left hand from his trouser pocket, and after lighting a metal lighter, a large ball of flame suddenly rose up from his right hand, making the air inside the bar continue to heat up.
The guests in the bar turned pale and stood up in unison. They left their seats and left through the wooden door behind the three non-mainstream youths.
It will only take a short while.
The originally bustling bar was now deserted with only John and his daughter, Caesar and Apocalypse, and three new mutant youths left.
"What a bunch of cowards!" Shirley spat.
However, she also knew that she couldn't blame the guests, because the three mutants who came were very strong. Even if the army and organization that controlled mutants came, they would probably not end up well.
Shirley, hiding behind John, secretly glanced at Caesar, who was sitting motionless on the bar stool. While she admired and appreciated Caesar, she wanted Caesar to leave here with the other guests.
"Boss Aaron, there are two more." The two mutant youths next to the fire man Aaron Stanford looked at Caesar and Apocalypse coldly, "A young man and an old guy."
"Don't you understand what I'm saying?" Aaron took a step forward, and the burning flame on his right hand became even hotter.
"Boss, don't be angry. Just leave this small character to us." The mutant young man on the left smiled, and gray spikes appeared all over his body, including his face, like a human-shaped hedgehog.
"Yes, let's just do it." The mutant young man on the right smiled indifferently, his body suddenly swelled up, and his body and clothes turned into earthy brown rock, like a stone man.
The hedgehog man and the stone man persuaded Aaron to stop and walked forward at the same time.
John's face turned bitter, and he shouted, "Aren't you asking for protection money? How much do you want? Can't I give it to you?"
"Oh, old man, you agreed so readily this time?" The hedgehog man grinned, his eyes fixed on Caesar and Apocalypse who had their backs to them. "However, rules are rules. We said to clear the area, but they refused to leave. This is not in line with the rules of our Band of Brothers!"
"If we let them go this time, how can we maintain our prestige?" the stone man seconded.
Just as the two were about to move forward, Shirley suddenly came out from behind John, her face flushed, and she summoned up the courage to shout, "They are not guests!"
She pointed at Caesar and Apocalypse, "This is—my boyfriend, that's my grandpa, they're from our bar!"
"Oh?" The Hedgehog Man and the Stone Man looked at each other, and then looked meaningfully at Aaron Stanford behind them.
Aaron's expression was extremely ugly, and he looked at Caesar coldly: "Teach him a lesson for me."
"Okay!" The hedgehog man and the stone man walked towards Caesar.
"Master." Apocalypse did not turn back, but looked at Caesar inquiringly.
"Don't kill." Caesar took a sip of wine and said softly.
"Yes." Tianqi nodded respectfully.
He didn't make any movement, but a cold white light flashed in his eyes. Then the hedgehog man and the stone man who were approaching them were both bounced back violently as if they were attacked by an unknown attack!
PATTA!!!
Aaron was stunned when two figures passed by him at high speed with screams.
He looked back and saw that most of the hedgehog's spikes were broken, and he was lying on the sunken wall, covered in blood. The stone man had one arm broken, and his stone skin was cracked and deeply embedded in the wall. Both of them were seriously injured and lost consciousness instantly.
Second kill! Real second kill!
Chapter 693 Caesar, Apocalypse
Looking at his two companions lying on the ground with serious injuries, Aaron the Fireman's handsome face turned very ugly, "You deserve to die!"
Following the anger in his heart, the flame on his right hand continued to burn and grow, causing the temperature in the bar to rise.
"Old man, so you are a mutant too, turn into ashes completely!" Aaron roared, pushed his right hand forward, and the flame in his hand turned into an exploding fireball, blasting towards Apocalypse who still had his back to him.
"Too young." Tianqi shook his head, still without any movement. The flame was about half a meter away from his thin and short body, and was directly blocked by a layer of protective shield, and then extinguished at a speed visible to the naked eye.