Tatia pulled Roger to a remote little street and finally walked into a small bar that looked dilapidated outside.

"Is this where you want to bring me to an eye-opener?" Roger looked outside, with a tone of doubt.

Tatia snorted and said, "Don't underestimate this place, you can't behave like a person, you'll know when you go in." After that, he pulled Roger in.

As soon as Roger walked in, he realized that there was a unique world inside. The owner of this bar definitely spent a lot of money to decorate. Although it was not as magnificent as it was, it was also very good.

"How is it? It's not bad!" Tatia said proudly at Roger.

Roger nodded, indeed a little beyond his expectations.

"Miss Tatia, what should I drink this time?" Tatia and Roger sat next to the bartender, and a bartender came over and said.

"Two cups of bloody Mary." Tatia said familiarly.

Two cups of bloody Mary were quickly prepared and delivered to the two of them. Roger took it and drank it all, smacked his lips, and said, "It doesn't seem to taste?"

The bartender looked at Roger in amazement. This was the first time he saw someone drinking like this.

Tatia looked at him speechlessly and said, "Wine is delicious, why are you so old-fashioned!"

Roger smiled foolishly, pushed the wine glass to the bartender, and said, "Refresh!"

The bartender nodded quickly and added a glass to him.

Roger sipped in a small sip this time, "Ah!" He moaned comfortably and said, "I didn't expect this wine to be quite delicious, it's really good!"

Tatia covered her face and lowered her head, keeping her lying in her mouth, "I don't know this person, I don't know this person."

But Roger was so happy. Tatia paid for the bill today, so he was going to let go of it.

Just as Roger was about to drink happily, a big man with muscles came over, "Tatia, this kid is not your boyfriend, right! I think such a little white-faced person is not very good!" The big man said rudely.

Tatia glanced at him and said nothing, and Roger ignored him either.

The big man felt a little embarrassed, grabbed Roger and said, "Boy, you dare to suck our cute sister Tatia. You're so brave! I have to see if you have the qualifications to be worthy of our sister Tatia."

Roger frowned slightly, turned around and said, "What do you want?"

"It's very simple. We all know that Sister Tatia's alcohol tolerance is. At least you have to beat us in terms of alcohol tolerance. I just don't know if you have the courage?" said the big man provocatively.

Roger sneered and said, "What's the matter!"

Tatia grabbed him and said, "This guy is famous for drinking in this area, so you should not compete with him."

Roger chuckled and said, "Do you think I will definitely lose to him? How can I know if I don't try?"

Tatia was very helpless. Roger stood in front of the man face to face and said, "I'll take your challenge! Come here!"

The big man grinned and said, "It's a man, Jervis, come here with the wine. Today, this account is on my head!"

Two bartenders came over with wine of various colors, "Boy, drink this first, I'll do it first." The big man pointed to a bottle of white wine, then bit open the bottle cap and poured it directly. After a while, the bottle of wine had already bottomed out.

Roger sneered, and opened a bottle of wine and drank it all. The man nodded with satisfaction and said, "No, but this is just the beginning."

After saying that, he opened two bottles of wine and blew it directly. Roger was not willing to be outdone and poured two bottles of wine directly.

Half an hour later, there were already a row of dense wine bottles in front of the two. The man was already seventy-six-six-six-sigh. When everyone looked at Roger, Roger still had a leisurely expression, as if the wine had no effect on him at all.

"Come on, don't stop, keep drinking." Roger handed the big man a bottle of wine, picked up a bottle himself, and said to the big man with a smile.

The big man looked at Roger in horror. Could this guy be possessed by the God of Baccarat? He couldn't even pour him down. The big man swallowed a mouthful and insisted on drinking the bottle of wine in front of him. However, when he smelled the wine, he could no longer help it and covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom with a "wow" sound.

Everyone could only hear a burst of vomiting, and Roger still looked at them with a smile.

In fact, Roger's belly was already surging, but he was just holding it back.

Roger left his seat and walked towards Tatia. Seeing this, Tatia quickly supported him.

The two of them slowly walked out of the bar, and the big men looked at Roger with awe, so fierce.

As soon as Roger arrived outside the door, he couldn't help but leaned against the roadside and started vomiting. After a long time, Roger felt that he was exhausted all over, so he straightened up, but turned around and ran into a tall and thin man. A suitcase in the man's hand was knocked to the ground, and something was exposed inside.

"Gun?" Roger's eyes condensed, and his drunkenness disappeared a lot. The tall and thin man quickly closed his suitcase, glared at Roger fiercely, and ran out quickly.

Roger wanted to figure it out and wanted to catch up with him, but his feet seemed to be filled with lead and could not move.

Tatia walked out of the big and small shops on the side, held Roger, and said, "You've finished vomiting, give it, this is the water I bought, rinse my mouth!"

Roger took it, but he didn't expect that he suddenly fainted. In his last consciousness, he could only hear Tatia's scream.

After Roger woke up, he was in a hotel. He touched his swelling head, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and sat up.

Roger thought about what happened yesterday carefully. Why did the tall and thin man have a gun in his hand? The kingdom government strictly prohibits the people from holding guns, so it shouldn't be! Is there any conspiracy?

Roger still couldn't figure it out, "Forget it, maybe I'm thinking too much!" Roger comforted himself like this, but he always felt a palpitation in his heart.

Roger shook his head vigorously. At this time, Tatia pushed the door and walked in.

"You wake up, give me some water!" Tatia handed Roger a cup of hot water.

Roger took it and pecked it gently, "By the way, Roger, the day after tomorrow is St. Patrick's Day. You have to prepare. The Kingdom should make you dress more handsomely at that time. Don't let me down!" Tatia said.

After she said this, Roger remembered that St. Patrick's Day is the legal festival of the Kingdom and the birthday of the first king of the Appalachian Kingdom. At this time of year, it is the time when people are most excited. The whole people of the Kingdom will celebrate together and the Kingdom will hold grand parades, which are usually organized by the royal heirs.

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