Vol 2 Chapter 1119: Blind Pig Bar

At 124 Markdog Avenue, the three Knox family apparitions moved here. This is a dirty alley, and a step leading to the basement connects the entrance to their destination.
The three people climbed down the stairs holding the handrails. Under the steps was a dead end. The door was bricked to death. On the brick wall was a chronological poster with blond hair and blue eyes in a red evening dress. The modern girl with flaming red lips is applying makeup to the mirror. A red lipstick is under the mirror. The poster says Blind Pig Bar-as these wizards approached, the eyes of the characters in the portrait began to move calmly. Looked at them.
Ian and Leonard both raised one hand and pointed their wands at them. As a flash of silver-white brilliance flashed, their black magic robes turned into more decent old-fashioned suits, and Ian also changed them for himself. Wore a small blue bow tie.
Jessica stood in front of the brick wall with her hand bag, waiting for them to transform, her makeup was exquisite and she was glamorously dressed. The long hair that had been shed during the previous dinner was turned into a cute bun, which was fixed with a pearl hairpin. , Is wearing an ice blue light gauze dress shining with blue light.
　　 Ian looked at her sister and complained: "Jessica, you can see that you only need to use magic spells to complete the change, every time you have to spend time at home to dress up..."
"I don't want to be relieved of the curse by accident." Jessica looked at the woman on the magic poster on the brick wall. The woman's eyes looked up and down Jessica's delicate dress, her eyes narrowed and she nodded. Smiled.
　　 Jessica raised his hand and tapped rhythmically on the poster four times. The modern girl's eyes were suddenly pushed aside, hollowed out into a rectangle, revealing a pair of eyes with heavy eye bags and tightly frowning brows. This look made this beautiful poster beauty instantly become very violent and ugly.
　　 Then, the brick wall door separating this noisy bar from the outside was opened by the entrance security. They walked into the smoky bar, and densely packed wanted orders were proudly posted on the four walls, full of dirt. Everything here looks dirty and dilapidated, forming a gloomy atmosphere of joy.
　　 Leonard frowned and looked at the environment: "It's still so smoky here, but it always makes people want to come here for a drink, put on a swagger, and relax."
　　The short-bodied fairy waiter in a black tuxedo, holding a large tray full of beer with hops in his hand, walked among the wizards. Some seemingly insidious wizards sneaked up in the corner, seeming to be doing some secret bargaining. In the corner of the bar, there was even a giant who drank a beer barrel directly as a glass.
The wizard’s TV screen hanging on the bar was showing images of Allen rising from the floating city and the Misser Energy Core. At this time, people’s attention in the hotel has shifted from those repeated TV programs to the narrow ones. On the stage, a maroon-haired wizard stood on the stage and gave a speech. His tone was quick and he looked a little excited.
"Sir, the change in the situation is already obvious." The wizard on stage paused, sorted out his thoughts and continued to express his opinions, "The road before us after today, the road that allows us to get the most benefit, is He Huo Gewarts cooperated and tried to bring their advanced magic and core technology back to the United States. This is the wisest approach... Otherwise, technology such as floating city, I suspect that our Magic Congress will not be developed in a few decades... …"
　　 "Fack!...why should we bow our heads to those arrogant Englishmen for these things?! He made it out...this bastard, go to hell..."
　　 "But he was right. Not only the Congress, but also the Ifamoni, it has been too rigid for so many years, and there has been no innovation. However, the Congress has not stepped up its efforts to support the Ifamoni."
　　 "The United States is a free country! We don't need Britain's energy nucleus or their tea!"
　　 Ian and the three who just walked into the tavern were looking at the situation in the hall to find a place. They saw this messy scene, but before Leonard made some complaints, a young man walked towards them.
　　 "Hey, Ian is here!"
He is the protagonist who invited Ian today, Stiff Fox Graves, the wizard’s short black hair is combed neatly, and the two impressive ones are that he has a pair of thick and black eyebrows and the bridge of the nose below. It is tall, with a tight jawline and a well-defined chin, which makes the whole person look very firm. The mage's robe on his body is not luxurious, but his back is straight so that he walks in this darkened side hall. The wizard seemed very graceful.
"Oh, Mr. Knox, I didn't expect you to come over tonight. It seems that our group of young people are really lucky... Mr. Knox, you just came back from England not long ago. If we are lucky enough to hear your opinion If it is, it will definitely give us a more specific understanding and judgment of the actual situation in the UK..." Stiff Fox Graves greeted Leonard enthusiastically and proactively bowed slightly and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Leonard.
"Mr. Graves... you've been rewarded, but I am mainly here today for a drink..." Leonard gently held the opponent's hand and shook it up and down, although he couldn't help feeling that the other party was indeed not counted. Annoying, but because of the different positions and factions, there is no intention to continue to communicate.
"That's really regrettable... but the cocoa and jazz are really good here." Fujitsu didn't bother, and then he looked at Jessica with some deep and charming eyes, "Jessica, you go I stole a sandwich that I made for Ian this time. It’s soft and cottony, especially the chicken breast inside. It’s not burnt and juicy but very tasty. Can you tell me the secret recipe? I hope my wife Carmen can learn this..."
　　 Ian growled a little annoyed after hearing this, "What?! You stole my sandwich"
"Ian! How about your courtesy?" Jessica smiled blatantly because of her cooking skills. "Please tell Mrs. Echogo, the trick is to marinate with coarse salt for half an hour in advance, but Mr. Graves, you like it. If so, next time I will do more and let Ian bring it to you."
　　 "Call me rigid Fuji, Jessica, don't be so dismissive...you know that I have a very good relationship with Ian." Graves said seriously.
　　 "Please forgive us for having to find a seat first..." Leonard frowned beside him, and then pointed to a little wizard who walked over quickly and combed his small flat head. "It also seems that this gentleman has something to look for you."
"Ah, it must be Mr. Chamberlain's speech that is almost over. The next one to be on stage is me..." Fuji Fuji looked back and said, "It seems to be the case, please forgive me. I will accompany you if you can. Let us if I can. We will have a few drinks together later..." Rigid Fuji Weiwei leaned to the wizards of the Knox family, "But Mr. Knox, this bar provides a platform for wizards to express their opinions and discussions freely... I always respect you very much. Wisdom and qualifications, if you can have this honor, please listen to the heartfelt words of this immature young man. I know that our ideas are often at odds, but I sincerely hope to get Mr. Knox’s guidance... Everything is done for the United States."
　　Leonard exhaled ~EbookFREE.me~ let himself be filled with alienated voices just now and softly said: "All for America."
Rigid Fuji nodded once again, then turned to leave, and the chestnut-haired wizard Chamberlain on the podium had already stepped down. In the gap between Rigid Fuji’s preparations for the stage speech, a man in silver revealing clothing seemed to be a mixed-blood fairy. The female singer boarded this narrow podium, which triggered applause and whistles from some wizards and other magical races who were not interested in current affairs.
　　 The sound of music that exudes jazz freedom, a lazy and slightly sad tone, a slow swaying rhythm, a faint jazz piano sound, and a psychedelic mellow jazz picture rolls over...
The non-human female singer raised her head. She has a long face, half-closed her eyes, and her narrow, pointed ears are raised; the back of her head is stretched out strongly, and she looks like a round long from the side. Worm-shaped eggs-the volume of her cranial cavity seems to be very large, equivalent to one and a half times that of an ordinary person.
On top of her naked head were several silvery, snake-like pigtails. In the middle of his forehead, there were two forked fleshy horns in his heart, those pointed and tall noses and delicate facial features. The female singer still seems to have some alternative charms.
While the female singer sang, many house elves in those shelters on the stage stretched out their fingers, emitting a lot of silver light. In the twinkling of the silver light, some white smoke rose up. All kinds of images sung by female singers are imaginary above.
　　 And Leonard has taken the two siblings to a position slightly off the corner that he just hoped.