"Charles, please ask your baby to mix me a drink too. I also want to experience the feeling of going from hell to heaven." Everyone started to make a fuss when they heard this. "Don't even think about it. Just wait for the news. I'll let you know when it's online." Charles was also very happy that drinkers were interested in the new wine that Wright had accidentally mixed. But launching a new product is not something you can do just because you want to. There are still many details to adjust for Wright's Paradise, and the most important thing is whether this wine has any side effects. Wright was more or less talented in this area, and perhaps he should get himself another workbench. Wright cleared the bar and went back to his work. In a blink of an eye, it was closing time again. Wright was about to close the door, but this time Charles stopped Wright. Charles put on his clothes and looked at Wright.
"I'm going out to buy some things. Please look after the house and lock the door when I leave." As he spoke, Charles knocked three times on the table. Two long and one short, Wright also started to learn. I probably understood what Charles meant. Charles didn't say much and just walked out. Wright hung the bolt after Charles left. Soon after Charles left, Wright began sweeping, mopping, and arranging the tables and chairs. Just as Wright was about to arrange the tables and chairs, there was a knock on the door. Wright looked outside the door. The knocks were rhythmic, but not two short and one long. "Charles, open the door, I know you are in there." Wright ignored him and continued to arrange the tables and chairs. Suddenly there was a movement and the bolt on the door fell off. Wright looked at the door of the tavern warily, and the door was pushed open from the outside. The first person to enter the room was a bald dwarf who was less than meters tall. Although his head was hairless, he had a woolly moustache. His whole body exudes a shrewd and calculating look, and his rosacea is also very impressive. Following closely behind him were his two bodyguards on his left and right. The ferocious-looking wolf-headed orc with blue and gray fur, broad shoulders, a big waist and a big belly formed a sharp contrast with the bald dwarf who was less than meters tall. The bald dwarf walked into the tavern with his head held high and an air of superiority.
Wright continued to clean up the tables and chairs. The bald dwarf looked at Wright. "Where's that kid over there, Charles?" Wright glanced at the dwarf and shook his head. Continue to fiddle with the tables and chairs. The bald dwarf frowned slightly when he saw Wright's reaction. The wolf-headed orc rushed forward and kicked with a high kick. Wright picked up the table to block it. The table was shattered by the powerful kick. Suddenly, the tavern was in chaos. Wright watched the fruits of his hard work destroyed in an instant. Take a deep breath. But the wolf-headed orc did not stop and headed straight for Wright's throat with his claws. Wright leaned back, then did a backflip and kicked the orc in the chin. Adjust your body backward. Although he didn't know why this orc attacked him, he had no choice but to fight back in this situation. The bald dwarf was amazed by Wright's backward dodge and backflip counterattack. Furthermore, from the beginning to the end, this human being showed no concern and was at ease with the attacks on his bodyguards. "Degu, don't kill him. This kid is quite interesting. Let's test his skills." The wolf-headed orc nodded after hearing this: "Got it, boss." The wolf-headed orc called Degu was extremely fast, but lacked some strength. But with those sharp claws, it doesn't matter whether it's lacking in strength or not. Degu performed a roundhouse kick, and Wright could dodge it, but if he did, the table would break again, so he had to bend his arms to defend. After blocking the kick, De Gu quickly moved away. If he doesn't keep some distance, Wright will take the opportunity to grab his feet. Wright loosened his collar, and Wright and Degu looked at each other, both of them with each other in their eyes, and began to circle around. It was Degu who took the lead in launching the attack. He approached Wright with a big slam dunk, and Wright blocked it with one hand. Degu's mid-position side kick changed direction and launched a high-position whip kick. Wright blocked it with both hands, one in the middle and one up, preventing Degu's change of direction kick from taking advantage.
Degu launched another mid-section side kick. Because the two sides were too close, Wright couldn't defend quickly and leaned forward to dodge. This was also a flaw. Wright grabbed Degu's leg and dragged him back. Press down hard and do the forward and backward splits. De Gu gritted his teeth in pain. Wright didn't dare to relax at all. He elbowed Degu with a crisp sound, followed by Degu's scream. His leg bone was broken by Wright's elbow. When he got here, Wright thought the matter was over. Unexpectedly, Degu's body began to swell, the claws on both hands began to grow rapidly, and the broken leg bones healed quickly, and Degu stood up intact. Degu is now nearly three meters tall. The clothes on the upper body had long since burst apart from the expansion of the body. There was a circular mark on the chest of the hairy upper body, but Wright had no idea what the pattern was. However, he knew that the form before him was Degu's true fighting posture. Just as Wright was about to summon the Holy Mithril, the fat man who had been motionless suddenly moved. However, he did not help the werewolf to deal with himself. Instead, he locked the werewolf. The werewolf in this form could not break free at all. The werewolf in the combat form was knocked unconscious by the fat man. The dwarf walked forward, pinched his mustache and looked at Wright with a smile. "It seems that my old friend has hidden a good treasure in his tavern." Just as the bald dwarf said this, Charles's teasing voice was heard outside the door. "Tossrey, you keep calling me your old friend, but why do you come here and smash my store and beat up my people?" The bald man waved his hand. "It's all a misunderstanding. This time it's my fault. I'll have someone redecorate your tavern soon, and I'll also buy the shop next door and give it to you." Charles, who had returned, put the fruits and vegetables he had bought on the table, and things started to get yin and yang. "Everyone knows that Master Tossele values money over his life and prefers good fortune to bad. Your money is very expensive for me to spend. I can handle these myself. Master Tossele can go back if there is nothing else." "My old friend, your words really chill me to the bone. I am where I am today, isn't it all thanks to you?" "As long as you can come back, I will give you half of everything I have. No, I will give you as much as you want." Charles lit a cigarette and sat on a stool to smoke. "You've been here every year for more than 20 years. You're really persistent. As I said before, there's no going back." "Old man, this time the situation is different from before." Chapter 64: Invitational Tournament for the Mainland Based on Cities Charles glanced at Tossery and couldn't help laughing. "You seemed to have said the same thing the last time you came. Isn't it normal that the situation is different? You are the top manager in the arena, and you have dozens of top 30 gladiators under your management. Even if you are down and out, you don't have to look for an old man like me who is no longer in the limelight." Tosseri patiently explained:
"My old friend, you are still too modest. The situation this time is indeed different. One year later, in the Holy City, Saint Dinas will hold an invitational challenge for cities across the continent, and the City of Chaos happens to have a quota. In order to prepare for this challenge, the difficulty of the arena will be multiplied several times, and of course the rewards will also be doubled." "You have enough money, don't be too greedy." Charles's warning was cold, but he definitely meant well. "This is not a question of greed. The city lord takes this challenge very seriously. He wants the name of Chaos City to resound throughout Saint Dinas. And you, Charles, who once ruled the Chaos Arena for ten years on your own, are definitely qualified and capable of leading the gladiators to make Chaos City resound throughout the entire continent." "That's it. You can leave now." Tossery knew Charles would be like this. "Well, in that case, I won't force my old friend. But I am interested in this young man. How about giving him to me? I will train him into an excellent gladiator." Charles smiled helplessly. "What's wrong with you? Why are you all attracted to this boy?" Tosseri raised his brows, somewhat alert. "Are there any other agents interested in this guy?" "That's not the case. It was Sally from the Scarlet Rose, crying and shouting to get him." Tossele was relieved to hear that it was Sarika. "So it's that woman who eats men without leaving any bones. I don't mind her falling for your baby. But for a man like him who has talent and good looks, I have the ability to package him into a gold medal gladiator. When the time comes..." Charles interrupted Tossery's speech. "Come on, come on. Old buddy, I finally got an extra waiter, and I usually rely on him to help entertain customers. I'm thinking of passing on my bartending skills to him, so don't covet him." "Old man, gold will always shine, unless you bury it deep underground so that it cannot see the light of day. And this is the city of chaos, so the gold will be dug out sooner or later." "We'll talk about it on that day. Long time no see, would you like to have a drink?" Tosseri shook his head calmly. "No, I still have to go back and report to the city lord. I'll have someone deliver your losses tomorrow. This is what you deserve, and I owe you. I'll talk to you again when I have time. I'm leaving now." Charles smoked a cigarette lazily, watching Tosseri and his two bodyguards leave. Wright didn't know that Charles had actually come back before the conflict happened, but he also wanted to take this opportunity to see Wright's skills. If Wright can't do it, he will appear in time to stop it. After all, I quite like this smart young man. At this moment, Wright is cleaning up the battlefield. He couldn't understand why he had suffered such an unexpected disaster. Fortunately, that group of people did not kill him. Wright is not afraid of fighting alone, but he is also afraid of fighting in groups.
Charles bolted the door again. Go back to the kitchen and start making fried rice. "It's time to eat, kid." Wright looked up at Charles, who was holding a cigarette and a plate, and sat down opposite Charles to eat. The fried rice was good, but Wright had already eaten it for the third time.