Chapter 319 Time Thief, Fords

Two figures strolled in the rain. To be honest, Will still cared more about Alan's. He hid the short Alan's raincoat. Because the raincoat itself was not big, Will could only reluctantly prevent Alan from getting Allen from getting wet in the rain, but his trouser legs were lifted because of the rain. The raincoat got wet by the rain.

It keeps raining heavily, and it has to cross two streets from Will's house to Allen's place where he lives. Will walked very slowly. Although he rarely walked so slowly after the watch in his hand began to turn, he still chose to waste his time, or not much life.

"Allen, what does that man do?" Will asked Allen in a low voice as he walked slowly. The noise of raindrops on the ground made Allen hear it several times before he understood what Will said.

"I am a plumber and a lazy adult. For days, I have never seen him find even a job!"

Alan raised his head and said to Will, and the rising arc on his mouth could hang a thermos bottle.

"I haven't found a job for a few days! Oh, my God, how did he survive!" Will shook his head and couldn't imagine what he would be like if he didn't work for a few days.

Looking at Will's disapproving appearance, Allen pulled his arm and said uncertainly, "Will, can you do it!" That uncle looks inconspicuous, but he is really strong! After the water on the road, I saw him lift my house and put a few stones under the pipe!"

"What do children know! I have eight abdominal muscles, you know, eight!" Speaking of his figure, Will looks proud, because few people in Dayton D. are willing to spend time on their own fitness.

"Song about wine, how is life! For example, the morning dew is full of hardships. It should be generous and unforgettable. What can I do to relieve my worries? Only Du Kang."

Just as Will looked proud, a hurried drunk came out of the bar, talking loudly about Cao Cao's short song.

"Blay!" Looking at the drunkard who came out, Will recognized at a glance that this was his good friend since childhood, a drunkard who liked to read ancient Chinese poems.

"Hey, Will, you came in time. I'm going to your house to find you for a drink!" Blair walked towards Will step by step. He was a drunk with a bearded face. Whether it was drunkenness or messy hair on his face, no one would believe that he was really only twenty-five years old, not forty-five.

Looking at Blair who walked in front of him, Will pushed away the sleeve on his arm and saw that he had more than a day left.

"Blair, go home, you're drunk!" Looking at the time on Blair's watch, Will shook his head helplessly, because Blair still had two days this morning, but it took him more than half to go to a bar. And unlike the single Will, Blair has a wife and children. It is impossible for the whole family to be hungry when he is full alone.

Will, I will go back, but not now. My good brother, I'll buy you a drink, a glass of milk, promise me, and I'll go home after drinking!" Knowing that Will would not drink, he took Will's arm and walked to the bar. His blurred eyes did not see Alan's hidden in the raincoat.

"Madman, stop it, don't you see me here!" Looking at the stiff Blair, Allen's little head poked out of the raincoat and shouted at Blair.

"Oh! Little guy, it's you! Let's go. How about I buy you a glass of orange juice?" Blair, who was born bold, looked at Alan and never thought that he had more than a day left.

"This... All right!" Alan, who wanted to avenge Qin Hui, immediately threw Qin Hui to Java under the ** of orange juice and walked into the bar like a fart bug.

"Will, come and play a few games? We haven't played cards together for a long time!"

As Will and others entered, several young people playing cards at the door of the bar smiled at Will and raised the poker cards in his hand with a friendly invitation.

"No, I have quit gambling!" Will looked at Brecker, who was talking to a young man, and said without raising his head as he took off his raincoat at the door.

"Thank God, I finally started to win since you didn't play cards. Today I won more than 70 hours a day!"

After hearing that Will did not play cards, a young man in a green coat on the card table dropped the card on the table with a smile, and then waved his hand and began to collect the time gambled by others.

Looking at the four days on the young man's arm, Will swallowed and handed his hand over and said in a low voice, "Then you should thank me, so I'm going to charge an hour for my retirement salary!"

Looking at Will's outstretched arm, the young man held it with a smile and said without mind at all; "Well, as long as you don't play cards here, not to mention an hour, I'm willing to give it to you three hours!"

"That's three hours!" Will glanced at the card table, and then uploaded it from the young man's watch for three hours without saying a word. And for Will's progress, the young man smiled careless and began the next game of gambling.

"Will, come here quickly!" Blair, who had been sitting in the seat with Alan, shouted and knocked on the milk glass on the table beside him.

"Listen, buddy, you can only drink another cup today, or your wife will worry about you!" Will walked to Blair, picked up the milk and took a sip.

Blair smiled and let Will look at the three days on his watch and whispered, "Don't worry, buddy. Blair is a useful person. I'm never worried that my time will run out!"

"Where did you come from? Did you borrow money again!" Will looked at Blair's watch angrily, because he had just seen it. Blair's hand was only right for more than a day, and it was impossible to have two days to enter the account in a few minutes he had delayed.

"Shh, don't talk so loudly, is it time? Isn't it just for consumption!" Blair covered his watch carelessly, picked up the glass and touched Alan, who was drinking juice, without any worry.

Will pulled Blair up from his seat and roared loudly; "You're crazy! You need to repay the loan for three days. If this is not good, those lenders will kill you!"

Blair looked at his angry brother with a smile, patted him on the shoulder, and said affirmatively, "No one will kill Blair. I'm revenge. I won by drinking!"

"Winning!" Will looked at Blair motionless. In fact, Blair is a popular figure in the tavern. His favorite thing is to drink with people. Once he even drank as many vodka as three draft glasses in one breath and won a week.

"Of course, I bet with that person that I can bite the mouth of the bottle and blow off three bottles of beer without holding it with my hand!" Blair raised his hand and pointed to a young man in a suit sitting opposite him.

"Hey, I won. I not only drank three more bottles of beer, but also lost me two days. Am I awesome? By the way, I'll tell you a secret. That man has had a lot of time in his hands for a century!"

"One world!" After hearing Blair's words, Will couldn't help looking at the young man in a suit opposite him and found that there were two * accompanying him, and on his exposed watch, one was slowly beating for more than 100 years.

"Man, drink, hurry up!" The young man glanced at Will, slapped the table, and shouted orders to the bartender with two * smiles.

"Oh, my God! This is really a century. How can he spend so much time!" Will withdrew his eyes and looked at Blair in disbelief.

Bar is a crowded place, even some rich people usually don't come here for more than a week, because so much time is simply talking to others... Come and grab me. I have a lot of time. Those who rob me are yours.

Will lowered his head and drank milk, but even a conceited and upright person like him couldn't help looking at the young man's watch, because the time was so tempting that no one could refuse time**.

"Will, your eyes are going to fall out. Don't make such a fuss, okay? I've seen a person hundreds of times more than him!"

Looking at Will's big eyes, Alan, who was drinking orange juice, couldn't help complaining in a low voice.

"Hundreds of times! How is that possible!" Will's eyes swept over the watch that had been written for more than a hundred years again and said disapprovingly.

Allen put down the orange juice in his hand and whispered in Will's ear, "I won't lie to you. That man is the uncle who robbed my house. I've seen his watch. His watch has twelve digits, which has more than 9,000 years!"

"Yes! A person with more than 9,000 years will repair the water pipe and rob your nest!" Will couldn't help laughing as he spoke, stretched out his hand and rubbed Allen's head, which made Alan angry.

"Will, it's not good. Look over there!" Just as Will and Allen were laughing, Blair, who was beside him, suddenly grabbed Will's arm.

"They are, bandits of time." Will looked in the direction Blair pointed and saw a man in a leather jacket and a pair of revealing gloves in his hand constantly looking for something in the hall.

"Black, stop drinking. Someone told the time robbers. You have to go home quickly!" Will pushed Blair beside him, and then stood up and walked towards the young man before Blair could react.

"Friend, you should leave!" Will kept coming to the young man's side, pushed away the young man's *, and whispered in the man's ear.

"Yes, I should leave!" The man nodded affirmatively, and then picked up the wine glass beside him and took a sip.

"Man, I don't think you understand what I'm talking about. I said it's time for you to leave. Someone stared at your watch. You should leave!"

"I'm sober. I know I should go!"

The young man is still drinking, as if he were a fool.

Will, who was full of positive energy, couldn't help grabbing the young man's shoulder and shaking repeatedly; "Idiot, what I'm saying is that they will * you, and then leave and shoot you in the head! Can you understand? Get out of here as soon as you understand!"

"Yes, I will leave! And leave forever!" The young man leaned against the counter of the bar and looked at himself for more than a century, as if relieved his burden.

"Bumbang..." Just as Will tried to persuade, the door of the bar was roughly kicked open, and as the door opened, a group of people with guns rushed up and banged two shots at the ceiling.

"Will, Will!" Looking at these young men with guns, Blair ran to Will in a panic and said breathlessly, "Let's go. They're coming. Time robbers are really coming!"

Blair took Will's arm without saying a word and couldn't help dragging him to the small door behind him, followed by Alan with a large glass of orange juice.

"Wait, Blair, they will kill him. We can't leave!" Will broke free from Blair's arm in front of the small door and said reluctantly.

Will, what do you want to do! They are looking for him. Why should we be a hero?" Blair looked at the time robbers who surrounded the young people and said to Will.

Will lay on the edge of the door and carefully looked at the situation inside and said without looking back; "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid!" You take Alan away first, and I'll see what they will do!"

"Will, remember not to be strong, I'm a good brother like you!" Blair, knowing that his persuasion would not work, nodded silently and disappeared into the bar with Alan.

"My name is Fords, William Fords. Your watch is so beautiful. I don't know how it works if I bring it!"

Ford, the leader of the time robber, pushed away his men and stood in front of the young man, looking at the watch with a century in his hand.

The young man looked at the 116 years written on his watch, and then clenched his fist tightly.

"Listen to my friend, there are no rules. I like your time very much. I'm going to get him in a duel, just like a warrior!"

There is a cruel way of duel in the world of the Time Planning Bureau, which is the time in which two people hold their arms together and belong to the watches of both sides by wrist wrestling. In this world, if two people's wrists are together and the other person's arm is below, then you can get time from him.

Wrestling is a cruel game, because if your arm is pressed down by the other party, the time on your arm will involuntarily flow to the other party until zero. Once time is zero here, it represents death.

Fords let his men take off their coats, while he loosened the buttons around his neck and said with a smile, "Don't refuse me. To be honest, although I look very young, I just passed my 75th birthday last week, and I'm already an old man at my age!"

"75 years old! Old man!" The young man looked at Fords and slowly took off his coat while he giggled, "I'm 106 years old this year, and you are a child to me!"

"Real! Then let me find the pleasure of bullying the elderly!" Fords gently walked to the side of a table and turned his head and said, "Can we start?"

"Wait, I need a few minutes to adjust..." The young man shook his hand and ran quickly to the toilet under Fords' doubtful eyes, constantly vomiting in the guard of a horse.

"You have vomited for five minutes. Can you go? The boss doesn't like to wait for others!" Looking at the vomiting young man, one of Ford's men blocked the door and asked him softly.

"Immediately, right away! Nausea..." The young man said reluctantly, and then vomited on the ground again with his hand against the wall.

"Well! It's disgusting..." Looking at the young man vomiting everywhere, the little brother in a leather jacket couldn't help taking a few steps back and covering his nose.

"Hi, how are you!" Just as the little brother resisted the pungent smell, a sound behind him couldn't help turning back.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Will looked at the black pistol in his hand and couldn't help sighing gently.

"What are you doing!" The young man put his hands on the wall and stared at Will, who stunned the horse.

"What are you doing! Save your life!" Will pulled up the young man's arm and pulled him toward the back door.

"I don't need your help. I know what I'm doing. I'm going to fight with him!"

The young man kept struggling in Will's hands, but how could the weak young man in front of him break free?

"Shut up, you idiot. Fords has never lost in a duel. How can you fight him!"

Will took the young man's hand and kept running in the path outside the back door. The original sound of rain was also constantly hiding the running footsteps and figures, so that Fords and others who rushed out could not see the situation outside clearly.

"What about people? Where have people gone? I'm going to kill them, kill them!"

Fords held a handful* in his hand and kept roaring in the heavy rain, and with Fords' roar, the six or seven little brothers around him also stood in the rain with guns and cringed.

" boss, I know that man, I know where his home is!"

As Fords roared, a thin horse raised his hand.