Chapter 164 Gangster Boss and Wine Culture

"Miss Anqi is a woman that the master likes. The scar face actually hit Miss Anqi's idea and doesn't pee to take a picture of herself. It's really a toad who wants to eat swan meat!"

"That's right, I don't know what ability he has. He is ugly and wears strange clothes. The master actually looks at him differently, hum!"

With sarcastic cold hums and ridicule, two American Indians came towards them. They are the two people who slapped Locke twice but failed to win - Phil. Nanke's personal bodyguard.

Locke trembled with anger. He covered his face and suddenly turned around to escape. Bang", there was a burst of Venus in front of his eyes, and his forehead hit a hard thing. He looked up and saw that it was Fell. Nanke. Phil. Nanke's forehead was a little red, and it was thought that he had bumped into him.

Fell. Nanke's face was gloomy.

"You two, stop!" A fierce shout scared the two Indians to stop their footsteps. Who let you chew your tongues?" Brush", a flash of cold light, Phil. Nanke had an extra knife in his hand. The short knife is quite exquisite, and the golden handle is inlaid with glittering gems. The body flashed, as fast as a ghost. Phil. Nanke has arrived in front of two Indians.

"Help... Master, I know what's wrong!"

"I don't dare to do it anymore!"

The cold sweat flowed down the cheeks of the two Indians.

"Do you think you are outstanding? The tongue is so long, aren't you afraid of flashing? A cold dark color flashed in his amber eyes.

"Puff", two Indians knelt down together.

"Lord, spare your life! Lord, spare my life!"

"For the sake of our two brothers who have been with you for many years, spare our lives!"

Is he going to kill them just because of two words? Locke is a little confused about the person in front of him.

"It is because you have been with me for many years that I show mercy, otherwise..."

"brush", two cold lights flashed, and a bloody knife appeared on the faces of the two Indians, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Have a long memory and chew your tongue, and you won't have a chance to speak. Go and see a doctor." Phil. Nanke still has a gloomy face.

"Thank you for not killing!" The two Indians stumbled up and hurried to see a doctor.

"What does a big man look like crying? Like a little woman." Phil. Nanke put away the golden knife and walked towards Locke.

"You're too cruel. Aren't they your men?" Locke hurriedly wiped his tears as if he touched his forehead.

"They rely on me to spoil them and become more and more arrogant. If they don't give them some color, they won't know how to restrain them."

"This is also called Enwei, right?" Locke smiled reluctantly.

"It's not all. Don't you find that the two of them are very special?

"Special?" Locke shook his head.

"No wonder you can't see that they are all wearing sunglasses. You don't know that they are twins.

"Twins?"

"Yes." Phil. Nanke smiled strangely, "In the past, I always confused the two brothers, and I have always been distressed that I don't know how to distinguish them. Fortunately, now there is finally a chance to identify it.

Locke understands. It turned out to be Fair. Nanke hurt the faces of the two brothers in order to distinguish who was the eldest and who was the second.

"You...you can figure it out, aren't you afraid that they will retaliate against you? Hit your black gun while you sleep; poison you while you drink water; while you..."

"Did you kick me into the pit at my convenience? Hahaha..." Phil. Nanke laughed, "My punishment for them is the lightest. In the past, I have cut my eyes, cut my tongue, and chopped my hands and feet."

Rock suddenly remembered how he treated Phil before. Nanke's attitude. A cold chill spread all over the body and went straight into the bone marrow. Locke secretly congratulated himself: Fortunately, he didn't carry on with him. In case something was cut by him, he couldn't survive and die, it was not miserable.

Locke was silent. He thought to himself: Tomorrow is the third day, and it should be time to meet the 'ghost'. You can't stay here all the time. There is no sense of security in such a place.

"Why, aren't you going to have a drink with me? I'm the one who helped you out." Phil. Nanke laughed.

"It's okay." Locke agreed.

The two of them are drinking and talking about the topic. THIS TIME THEY DRINK A BOTTLE OF BACARDIRUM. Locke looked at the trademark on the wine bottle. The symbol of Bakkad is a bat that is ready to fly. Phil. Nanke followed Locke's eyes and saw the bat trademark.

"When I first saw this trademark, I also felt very strange. Later, I learned the origin of the bat trademark. Fakundo, the founder of Bakkad, and his brother Hosea built a small brewery on February 4, 1862, putting previous experimental discoveries into commercial production. Their first copper and cast iron distiller can produce 35 barrels of fermented molasses a day. Fruit bats live on the beams of the workshop house, so bats have become the bat trademark of Bajiade. In Cuban culture, bats are regarded as a symbol of good luck and wealth.

"Can bats also bring good luck and wealth?" Locke shook his head with a wry smile. He also thought of the blood princes in different worlds. They are the embodiments of bats. As long as they are there, there will be bloody killings. Of the four princes, only Veer did not die in his own hands, but where did Ville go is still a mystery. Is he still continuing to harm the world...

"I don't know that. Anyway, Cubans think so. I bet you haven't drunk this kind of wine. Phil. Nanke smiled and filled the cup for Locke.

Locke put away his thoughts and smiled indifferently: "I haven't drunk it, but it's also the first time I've seen it. Presumably the president of any country gave it to you?"

"No, you are wrong. This wine is Dulo. Peres went to San Diego to buy it in person.

"I think it's better for me to leave early. If I stay with you for one more day, you will have to lose a bottle of top wine. Then you have to be heartbroken to death?"

"Good wine is easy to get, but it's hard to find a bosom friend!" Phil. Nanke suddenly sighed.

"Ha ha, who is your bosom friend, me?" Locke laughed dryly, "I don't understand. A godless death who has lost his divine power is not even as good as an ordinary human being. What else is worth your appreciation?"

Fell. Nanke's eyes became ethereal and blurred. He looked out of the window and said quietly, "I don't know why. I always feel like I owe you something, so I really want to make up for you."

"Oh, it turns out that you chased me to pay off the debt. If I can still go back to the underworld, I will definitely check what you owe me in the last life. At that time, I will ask you to return it with the profit, so that you won't feel uneasy.

Fell. Nanke withdrew his eyes, stared at the cup in his hand and said, "Don't be in a hurry to leave. You can't deal with those two siblings with your own strength. Don't worry, I said I would help you, and I will definitely help you. I have received a report that Pananya and her two siblings were rescued by an ocean cruise ship after falling into the sea. My people are checking their whereabouts, and I believe there will be news soon. I'm going to send Anqi and Ye Feng to Florida tomorrow. You stay here and wait for me to come back.

"Tomorrow, go to Florida? What's the matter? Is Ye Feng's injury healed?

"Well, it's no big deal. Uncle Ann will be relieved to send them earlier."

"Well, I'll go with them. My home is also in Florida. I should also visit my parents."

"Why, do you also have parents in this world?" Phil. Nanke feels very strange.

Locke briefly told him when, where and how he traveled to a different world.

"What happened to you is really strange. Well, you can escort Anqi to Florida with me. Come on, try it. This is the best rum. Phil. Nanke handed the cup to Locke's hand.

Locke took the cup, took a sip, and couldn't help praising: "It tastes fresh and mellow. Well, it's really different!"

"Yes, Baikade rum not only tastes fresh and mellow, but also has a rich body and strong wine flavor."

"I can't imagine that you, a gangster, have a lot of research on wine culture!" Locke joked.

"That's it." Phil. Nanke said proudly, "My headquarters also has several other brands of Bajia, including GreyGoosevodka (Grey Goose Vodka), Dewar'sscotch (Imperial Whisky), BombaySapphiregin (Munmai Sapphire Gin). ), Eristoffvodka (Prince Vodka), Martini & Rossi (Martini and Rossi), Cazadorestequila (Casadore tequila). As long as you don't go, I will let you taste them all. Do you know? The reason why this wine is popular with consumers is that it is stored in natural white oak barrels produced in the Americas to make the wine more refreshing, smooth and fragrant. In fact, it is true. Seriously, I really haven't admired anyone in my life, but there is someone I admire so much..."

"The brewer?"

"Yes. Why don't you say that you are my bosom friend!" Phil. Nanke smiled and bent his eyebrows into a crescent. "Come on, cheers!"

"Bum", the two of them touched a cup.

"You don't know, do you? This wine is also nicknamed 'Pirate Wine'.

Pirate wine? Ha ha, such a mellow wine has been given such a vulgar title, which is too spoiled!" Locke smiled bitterly.

"I like rum because of its wild and domineering intensity. Like pirates in the Caribbean, rum is their favorite. Don't look down on them. In fact, they are all forced by life. If it is not forced, who would like to be a pirate and be shamed by people? However, I am an exception.

Because you are shameless. Hahaha..." Locke laughed loudly.

"You're right again..."

"Hahaha..."

"bang", "bang" and "bang", accompanied by a bright laugh, the two young people frequently touch cups.