"!!!" After listening to Luna's report, Han Feng instantly felt weak all over his body... A deep sense of powerlessness and fear came over him like a tide. Who... is she?!

After a few minutes, Han Feng regained his mood and picked up the supply box to observe.

"Huh???" Suddenly, Han Feng noticed that the touch on the back of the supply box was different. When he turned around, he saw that there was a note stuck behind the supply box.

"Well... you performed well today~ I'm very happy~ In return, I will grant you a small wish~ You're welcome~^.^" At the end of this paragraph, there is a cute smile painted on it...

Han Feng looked at the content on the paper and didn't know what to say for a moment...

Raising his head and looking around, Han Feng tried to find the girl. But the result was doomed to be in vain... Turning his head, Han Feng saw the bartender still wiping the wine glass, and asked tentatively: "Brother, who was that girl just now?

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"Ah? Girl? What girl?" The bartender stared at Han Feng as if he were looking at a fool.

"That's the girl who was sitting here just now?! The pretty one in the white dress!" Han Feng pointed to the high stool next to him and described it with a "dancing expression".

"Are you okay, brother? You are sitting here alone from the beginning to the end. How can there be any girls? If you need it, there are special services in the safe area. There are many beautiful girls." The bartender put down his glass and said,

There was a hint of sarcasm in the joking words.

Seeing this scene, Han Feng said nothing. But the lemonade beside him, the Bloody Mary on the bar, the supply box in his hand and the elegant font on the back all confirmed the girl's existence.

After thinking about it, it seems... it was the girl who made the bartender lose his memory. Standing up, Han Feng pointed to the lemonade and Bloody Mary on the bar, and asked in a pretentious manner: "How much wealth do these two cups cost?"

Seeing Han Feng's actions, the bartender curled his lips and said, "Half a glass of bloody marry with a temperature of less than 30 degrees Celsius really made you drunk? Didn't you pay just now?"

"..." After the bartender finished speaking, Han Feng pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Welcome next time~" When Han Feng lifted his legs and left the night bar, the usual welcome words of the bartender behind him came.

"Simon...you guys should withdraw." After giving Simon the remote order, Han Feng left the bar. After getting on the Hummer, he motioned to Thain to "go home."
Chapter completed!