John returned to the United States at noon the next day and found the small California town where Bard settled that night.

As Sophie said, Bud's whereabouts were very easy to find. John went to the town to inquire and easily obtained the information he wanted to know.

Because the residents of the town are very impressed by Bard, who always wears that stupid cowboy hat.

In the eyes of the town residents, the old cowboy has been in and out the most in the past four years, which is the bar in the town. He drinks day and night, and is a very bad person, and has no idea of ​​time. It is common to drink from daytime to night, from night to daytime.

He drank until he had nothing, and when he had sold the house, he was the only one who was his stupid and stupid cowboy hat.

Now, he has to work for his next meal of wine.

The place where I work is in the Sky Dance Hall at the end of the street.

John wore a hat and walked into the gate of the Sky Dance Hall.

The interior of the dance hall is dim and the furnishings are relatively simple, which is too far from the night scenes in big cities.

There were no people in the dance hall at this time, only a bartender stayed behind the counter to clean the cup.

"Hey, what do you need? I think it's better for you to come here in two hours. Of course, if you want to find a girl, maybe it's a little later."

The bartender greeted John kindly.

John shrugged and said, "Give me a beer."

The bartender filled John with the rubbed cup.

John took a sip and said, "Well, it tastes good. I'll go there and sit for a while. Anyway, I'll pass the time, it's the same as coming early and coming late."

The bartender said: "Please enjoy it slowly first. The band will not come after an hour."

John nodded, took the beer and came to the corner and picked up a seat to sit down.

As the saying goes, knowing yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle. John wants to come here in person to observe Bud up close and see what kind of person the so-called Californian sword god is.

Not long after, John saw a shabby scooter driving at the door.

A man in a cowboy hat got off the car and walked straight into the dance hall.

John took a closer look and found that the middle-aged man wearing a cowboy hat that came in was Bud.

Although John had never met Bud himself before, it was difficult to recognize him after the descriptions of the townsmen and Sophie, coupled with his stupid and stupid hat.

"Hey, Bud, you're late again, twenty minutes late. Man, do you really have no idea of ​​time?"

The bartender was a little disappointed with Bard.

Bard chewed the tobacco leaves indifferently, "Isn't there any guests coming to the door yet?"

John was sitting in the corner of the bartender, "Brother, isn't that?"

Bud looked back.

Sure enough, there was a person sitting in the corner, but the man also wore a relatively wide hat. In addition, the light was dark, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Is it Bud?! Tell him to get in!"

There was a clamor from the other side of the office.

The bartender gave Bud a "good luck" expression and said to him: "The boss has called you."

Bard spitted off the tobacco leaves in his mouth and walked towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Boss, are you looking for me?" Bud leaned against the door frame and looked at the boss.

The boss was also looking at him.

After seeing Bud for ten seconds, he said, "I don't know which car wash you worked in before. I'll let you in twenty minutes late. Of course, I think this car wash is definitely not mine, although I also have a car wash."

Bard argued: "But... there are no guests outside."

"No guests? Do you open your eyes widen, or do you want to prove to me? Or do you need to find yourself a different reason."

The boss looked at Bud and said.

Bud looked back at John sitting in the corner again and said to the boss: "I mean, I am a bodyguard, I am responsible for the security here. You see, no one is causing trouble here now."

The boss said, "Then what you mean is that you took my money but didn't do the work you should do?"

Bud said: "I didn't mean that."

"Don't that mean? OK, let's take a look at your schedule."

The boss said while taking off the calendar hanging on the wall, "Do you have a job tomorrow?"

Bud said: "Yes."

"You don't." The boss crossed out Bud's name, "because you don't know that you're going to work tomorrow. Do you have it tomorrow? Don't tomorrow. What about the day after tomorrow?"

Bud said: "I have it the day after tomorrow."

The boss crossed out Bud's name again, "No, you don't have it the day after tomorrow. You don't have it the day after tomorrow, and you don't have it in the future..."

The boss kept crossing out Bud's shift for the next week on the schedule.

“…”

Bud was speechless.

The boss threw away the pen, "Now please go home and wait for my phone number. In a week, you will be sure that you remember the time you go to work, and we will talk about it."

"well……"

Bud sighed silently.

"And," the boss looked at Bud's hat, "I remember telling you not to wear that silly, stupid, donkey-like hat in me."

Bud looked back at John sitting in the corner and said to the boss: "But the guest also wore a hat."

The boss said, "But, I am not the boss of the guest. I am your boss. Therefore, I hope you keep this stupid and stupid hat at home."

Bud had to take off the hat on his head.

The boss said: "Very good, now you can leave. By the way, Luo Ji still has something to look for you before leaving."

Loki is the madam in the dance hall. She has many girls under her command, but there are almost no beautiful women, at least so what Bard thinks.

When Bud came out of the boss's office, he happened to meet Loki coming out of the bathroom.

Loki said to him: "Sorry, Bud, the toilet is blocked again, and the water flows all over the ground. I hope you can get it as soon as possible before the peak of the human flow."

Bud nodded, "Okay, I'll clean it up."

John sat in the corner and saw Bard take cleaning supplies into the toilet. He spent half an hour until the number of customers gradually increased, and then he came out of the inside while wiping sweat.

John was sitting near the office, and he could hear clearly what he had said just now.

John thought to himself: The former California sword god would have fallen to this level. He was scolded by the boss and dared not to have an attack. He was also assigned by the madam to sweep the toilet. He didn't know if his strength was severely reduced. I don't know if he could get so much experience, specialization, and characteristics.

It’s better to kill him directly with a gun and sign for his brother Bill’s big express delivery earlier.

It is easier for the Americans to get a gun, far from redeeming an ordinary gun on the Japanese (*) side, it actually costs fifty hotel gold coins.

John only spent two gold coins to exchange for a good hand (*) gun and fifteen rounds (*) bullets.
Chapter completed!