Chapter 1786: How is the relationship between gin and vodka a bit weird?

Although Bourbon felt very uncomfortable, but the expression was still a serious, gently sip a drink, and nodded to the side of the gin, vodka:
"Gin, vodka, are you here?"
The gin was cool and nodded, pointing to the position behind him, indicating that the vodka next to him helped him pull the stool.
Vodka stunned for a moment, then suddenly opened a stool and sat down. At the same time, the gin was also a natural windbreaker, sitting down and feeling the "warm" coming down the buttocks. After that, the whole person was a little bit forced and turned around without a word.
Mommy! What kind of ghost do you have in vodka? I just let you pull the stool for me, how do you sit?
And why do you sit down and scream, what do you mean by sitting on your lap?
The gin and vodka "deep love" looked at each other. After a few seconds, vodka said weakly: "...big brother, what are you doing on my lap? So you are not sitting very stable, do you want me to hold you... ..."
The vodka didn't finish, the gin had already "brushed" and stood up, and the painting wind snarled toward vodka: "Vodka! You shut me up!"
I am going to your uncle vodka...
What is "hold me"? What do you want to do to me? !
"Oh... ok, big brother."
Vodka heard the words, stood up with a grievance, and the ginqen barely maintained his own style of painting, and said: "Vodka, you call two glasses of wine!"
Anyway, let's send this mentally retarded younger to the side!
This is standing next to it, looking at the trouble...
"Okay, big brother!"
Vodka responded with a bang, turned and walked away, and the ginqin finished his own windbreaker with a look of his face. He gently turned his hat and said: "...Bobben, you call me and come over, what's the matter?"
"Well, this is..." Poben sat seated, resisting the anomaly from the Chrysanthemum area, and looked at the martial arts with a strange expression. "Jinji, you and vodka are..."
In other words, how do you feel a little weird when you look at the "relationship" between gin and vodka...
"This thing has nothing to do with you! Also, this guy of vodka has always had problems recently, don't think about it!" Qin wine explained helplessly, and then pulled the topic back again, "...say, you are looking for What the am I doing?"
Recently, it is because the mental retardation of vodka is always wrong, and his nonsense is more than before...
Hey! His high cold image...
"Oh..." Bourbon’s expression was still weird, and then he smiled and asked, "Gindy, rye guy, do you remember? As far as I know, this guy seems to be in Tokyo recently..."
"You mean, Akai show one?" Qin wine supported his hat, the painting style slowly recovered, and his expression gradually became cold and haze. "... Of course I know! In fact, we have encountered that guy before!" It’s just that he’s pretty, let him escape...

"... Of course, the traitor can't escape! One day I will be picked up and killed!"
"Is it?" Bourbon nodded, then said faintly. "I just got the news. Today, when the spirit team won the parade, Akai Hideyoshi once appeared in the area of ​​Omaha Road in Mihuamachi. If you are interested If you want, you can investigate it."
Bourbon’s voice fell, the gin was slightly stunned, and then nodded:
Dabin Road? Ok, I know... I will go back and check it nearby...

"That's bothering you!" Bourbon nodded, then gnashed his teeth. "In addition, if you find the guy, you can't bother me to tell me... By the time, I want to grab the traitor!"
"Oh... I almost forgot, you guys hate traitors." Qinqin nodded nodded, and promised to come down, then asked again, "What is the injury on your face?"
"Oh... accidentally fell."
Bourbon’s mouth twitched twice, and at this time, Volt stepped over and pulled the seat next to the gin and said:
...Boss, I have already ordered the wine!

Qin wine is too lazy to look at his mentally retarded younger brother, nodded and said that vodka continued to swear and said: "Boss, I originally ordered the wine and wanted to come back immediately. I happened to hear two bartenders say gossip there. By the way, I heard a few words... I heard them say that the Central Hospital of the Cup received a stunned male wounded today. I heard that he was fainted by a pervert, and then he was blasted. He was pitiful..."
Vodka said here, turning to look at Boben: "Yes, I heard them say that the man has a tan hair, just like Boben's hair..."
Vodka fell, and Bourbon’s mouth twitched twice, then he couldn’t help but growl:
Shut up! That person is not me!

Mommy! Didn't the nearest hospital know how to keep patients confidential?
How long has this speciality been, and the gossip has been sent to the bar?
Is there any privacy right in the end?
"Oh... I certainly don't know you, I just said that your hair color is just like the poor guy." Vodka gave a slight glimpse and then explained, "...the people we organize are elites in the elite, how? May be fascinated? In other words, the unlucky one is sure that the is hurting, hiding in a place where I don’t know where to cry..."
Mmp! That bad luck is me!
I am sitting in front of you now!
Boben’s heart snarled, and he moved his buttocks in a difficult position, then stood up and said:
...Yes, Qin wine. I suddenly thought that my return ticket has not been bought, now I will buy the ticket first. Let's see you later!"
The sound of Bourbon fell, the surface of the piano was expressionless, and Vodka said, "Ah," and asked strangely: "Bobbon, are you going to book a ticket? You didn't say that you came to Tokyo for a holiday, this is just a day. And already..."
"Oh, the plan has changed. I am going to go back tomorrow afternoon!"
Bourbon’s footsteps, then barely maintained normal steps and walked outside the bar. Vodka said something strangely:
It’s weird, it’s strange that Bourbon’s guy looks like...

"Don't worry about him! Let's drink two small drinks, wait for another thing to investigate..." The wine shook his head slightly, and the waiter also sent the wine.
The gin and vodka each picked up their own wine and drank. At the same time, outside the bar, Bourbon was hunting the cold wind and looking vicissitudes.
Wait, Aki Hideki! I will not let you go!
I! hair! oath!