小画家 77

The man was rather loud, though he couldn't apologize. Isaac frowned at the drunkenness. But he didn't speak to the man anymore. As it began to get noisy, the bar's staff quickly approached. If you wait a little longer, the staff will take Chihan with themselves.….

"Are you ignoring me, you son of a bitch? Argh-!"

aac's idea of drunkenness has not been finalized. It was because he screamed and broke his nose on a plate where there was still food left.

When I turned my eyes to see what was going on, Felix, who is resting his chin, comes into view. Sitting nonchalantly, he held the drunk's hand on the table with his left hand, which had already twisted in a strange shape.

In other words, Felix mercilessly broke the drunk little finger. Isaac couldn't shut up about what had happened for a short time. The man's scream grew louder.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

While Felix, who was staring at Chuihan, was frowning, an employee approached him and looked at the man crying with a puzzled look.

"What's the matter?”

"As you can see, this drunk guy tripped over and fell to the table. I guess I fell and hit my hand on the table."

Felix kicked his tongue and explained to the staff. Isaac lamented at the sight of him still spit on his lips and spitting out lies.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"You don't bump your hands! You-- ah-ah-!"

When the employee apologized immediately, the drunk man's face became red and shouted. However, the drunken man, who was screaming with food all over his face, never finished speaking. The burly man who appeared suddenly weighed on his shoulder. Again, the drunken man, bent over the table, groaned, distorting his impression.

"If you lift a finger at me, my bodyguard will break your arm. You should've thought it through and talked. What if he splashes poo anywhere? If the shot is so dirty, don't drink it at all."