Chapter 13

The live broadcast of the game was extremely intense.

Twenty-four horses rushed madly and restlessly.

The narrator explained passionately, with a very persistent tongue, with a London accent

"Look! Now walking towards the judges seat with agile pace is the No. 6 steed of the Midland Plains! It is full of energy and vigorous and ready to go like an eagle. This is a brave and energetic steed that will With perseverance and never-say-failure spirit, we will work hard on the Royal Racecourse, march forward bravely, and strive for success!"

Go away!Damn your mother!Give me a good explanation, what the hell is the opening speech of the Games suddenly!?

Mei Lin gritted his teeth angrily, bounced with blue veins on his forehead, and began to bang the table violently.

"Fuck him on No. 6! Learn to kick No. 4's ass with a violent motorcycle! Roll it to the ground with one hoof!"

The expressions of the two beer-drinking uncles were complicated. It felt that Merlin was particularly irritable when he was betting on horses, as if he would overturn the table at any time. He was indeed a grumpy gambler, completely different from the gentle and gentle appearance before.

Although Merlin was emotional and screamed, he could not reach the scene.

The boss looked at the trembling table that was smashed by Merlin, heartbroken. The one bought last month will be broken.

Merlin glared and stared at the live broadcast of the racecourse. When it came time to gamble, he was like this. He wanted to go to the racecourse and run two laps instead of the horse. He was so angry.

The horse No. 6 did not live up to it. Halfway through the run, horse dung sprang from the back butt. It is estimated that the stomach was diarrhea after eating badly, and the horse ran slowly, and finally started walking on the field.

It's like what the two uncles said, the horse No. 6 looks sloppy, just like a small rocket stuck in its butt, but it has no effect. Instead, it runs slower and slower.

Merlin's face was extremely ugly, he obviously knew that he had lost, and he didn't even have a consolation prize, but a silver coin.

He was trembling with anger, his teeth rattled and he couldn't help but yelled, showing his bad temper to the extreme

"Nima!"

"Sister's three stinks!"

"No. 6 definitely ate croton before the court!"

"Shady! Absolute shady! Don't push your face on the Royal Racecourse!"

"The whole world is preventing me from turning over! The evil capitalism knows that it is exploiting me! I will kill you if I get the opportunity!"

"Lao Zi Binima's Zhang Sanfeng Tai Chi Tai Chi Sword Technique Popeye Pikachu Digimon Fat Monster Snake..."

Merlin's old problem was committed again, he hated society as soon as he lost a bet, scolded the entire Great Britain all over, and all kinds of discriminatory conspiracy theories flew up.

Moreover, his behavior was as intense as his words, the dining table was clanging, as if he would take a sword to revenge the society at any time.

The restaurant owner was very worried, afraid that this neurosis would go wild, and silently picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to work hard.

The two beer-drinking uncles kept laughing, feeling that Merlin's bet loss was all expected.

After a while

Sitting on the chair, Merlin looked at the table in a mess, seemingly calm.

Fortunately, Merlin's gambling state didn't last long, just a short while, after the grumpy state ended, he would look at reality like he is now.

It's still the same problem. I lost a bet on horses. I really have no hope of paying the bill now. Is it true that I really use force to eat the king's meal?

Please don't, my dignified first demon king, would actually do such a low-level thing, which is detrimental to my reputation.

Merlin thought a lot, but in fact, how famous is he?They were all taken out by the Holy See to exaggerate and cheat money.

The restaurant owner was wiped away, staring at Merlin, waiting for him to pay the bill.

Merlin was stared at in a cold sweat, feeling that she was looked down upon by others, and she was hurt in her heart.

He thought for a while, felt that he couldn't rely on force and couldn't afford to lose that person, so he decided to use his own wisdom to get along.

"Pop!" Merlin snapped his fingers pretendingly, "Check out!"

The boss wiped his hands and walked over suspiciously, wondering if he really has money?

"Hello sir, there are two gold coins in total."

"So expensive?!" Merlin felt that he hadn't eaten much. The boss killed him as a big head.

"Turkey and suckling pig are our specialty dishes." The restaurant owner explained.

"Oh, it's okay, the taste is average." Merlin said with a cheeky face, "Actually I think your store has a good environment, but the popularity is not high, what's the matter?"

"This has something to do with the location of our store, it's too close to the back of the market." The restaurant owner answered truthfully, knowing the truth.

"No, no, it has nothing to do with this." Merlin shook his head, pretending to say profoundly, "It's because your store lacks cute elements~"

"The cute element?" The restaurant owner was confused.

"Yes, look at the maid coffee shop, the cat girl coffee shop, everyone has their own cute elements, either this sauce or that sauce, high society and bunny girls, those black silk thighs are very charming, these are all cute elements. "Meilin Tan started to explain.

"Guest, what do you mean..." The restaurant owner seemed interested.

"Your store needs to add cute elements, do you know Tsundere?" Mei Lin said solemnly.

"Audience... Jiao?" The restaurant owner was very puzzled and didn't understand at all, but he felt that what Merlin said was somewhat reasonable, and every store should have its own characteristics.

"That's right, it's Tsundere. Tsundere who speaks of integrity is often contrary to what I said. I will teach you now, for example, what are you going to do now?" Merlin looked serious, like a pious missionary.

"Sir, please pay the bill." The restaurant owner answered honestly.

"Yes, if Tsundere said, it's not like this, but, I won't let you pay the bill!" Merlin imitated a little, and then urged, "You try too, it will be very helpful for your shop. , Can attract a lot of popularity."

"I... I won't let you pay the bill!" The restaurant owner, an old man in his forties, actually became a slapstick, his moustache trembling.

Merlin gave a weird smile, looking very sinister and gloomy, and the essence of the devil was sharp.

Yes, all of this is a routine, as long as the boss says no money is needed.

Merlin lifted her ass and walked out of the restaurant, then nodded and said

"Ok, I won't pay the bill as you wish."

"Thank you for your hospitality, let's Sa Yunara!"