The reason why Vegeta Bar is called this name is said to be related to a comic called "Dragon Ball" and the boss is its fanatical fan.

Unfortunately, like One     Republic, they are all tears of the times. This kind of thing that was popular more than a hundred years ago is hard to have a market now. What awaits them is the slowly forgotten fate.

For the vast majority of people who come to Vegeta Bar to drink, they don’t care about the meaning behind this somewhat difficult-to-mouthed name.

When Wei Ze entered the door, he greeted the waiter beside him first.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Weize, welcome back~"

"Well, I've been too full recently. I've been busy making money and I can't get any time." Weize used a toothpick to insert a piece of watermelon from the tray and put it in his mouth.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice came from the side, "Oh, let's see who is here?"

Four punk-dressed boys who were swinging around the billiard table looked up and looked up here. The leading broom head held the billiard club on the ground, put his hands on it, and said with a smile, "Sir, ladies, I am honored to introduce you to a heavyweight big man tonight, known as the butcher on Titan, who has no missed records for four consecutive years. The legend of the bounty hunter world - White Wolf Weize!!!" He deliberately dragged the tail sound for a long time and learned a few wolf calls.

"Thank you, Andre, no one will treat you as a mute if you don't speak." Weize spit out the melon seeds. He recognized the person who spoke. The latter belongs to a small gang called Ye Ya in District 7. He mainly helps some nightclubs to watch the venues and make money by being a thug. I heard that I have somehow recently climbed to the head of a subsidiary of a Deluo Group, and actually started to interfere in some security business and entered the expansion period.

Andre seems to be doing well now. You know, two years ago, he was just a bottom-level man, who helped the boss on his head to take care of his shit and urine. Now he actually has three of his own younger brothers and also found a beautiful student girl as his girlfriend. He looks very excited to meet again.

There was no big holiday between Weize and him. It was just that when he went to the custom shop to catch people seven years ago, he taught a lesson to a burglary. He didn't expect that the other party would hold a grudge until now.

Andre's little girlfriend, who was wearing nail polish next to him, raised her chin curiously, "Who is this person? Is it very powerful?"

Andre grinned, "Seven or eight years ago, this guy was really a corner. The B-level bounty hunter in the entire Seventh District could count with one hand, and he was one of them. Not to mention a mere district, who wouldn't know the name of the White Wolf on the entire Mars?"

My little girlfriend was startled and even her nail polish was almost tilted. "B-level bounty hunter?"

Andrei hugged her in his arms and rubbed the latter's breasts twice, causing his little girlfriend to feel coquettish, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it's said it was seven or eight years ago. Six years ago, he was seriously injured by an accident, and his strength was less than one-tenth. Now he is just a pitiful and sad old man..."

After saying that, he turned to Eisen and shouted, "Hey, waste, am I right? What is your current hunter ranking?"

"Save it, Andre, I can beat you even if I have only one dick left." Weize sat down at the bar and tapped the table with his knuckles, "A cup of bourbon, thank you."

However, the old bartender opposite him was motionless.

"What's wrong?"

"I like you very much, boy, really, but rules are rules. If you don't have a single baby in your pocket, you can't sit here and drink." The old bartender put down the glass halfway through his hand and spoke.

"What are you kidding? Raymond, why can't I have no money in my pocket? Pour me wine quickly. I have a big order to negotiate later. If it turns yellow, I won't be enough to pay for it." Weize scared the old bartender, while lifting his toes and stretching his arms to get the bottle on the shelf.

As a result, the next moment, his wrist was pinched, and the old man said lightly, "Levi just called me a quarter of an hour ago and said that there are only a few credit points left on your bank card. He is likely to come over to find work here and ask me not to believe your nonsense."

Wei Ze shivered, "That woman is so vicious. I just disturbed her date and she forced me to the dead!"

"I think you should listen to Miss Levi's advice."

Weize was about to speak, but a burst of laughter broke out behind him.

"115,012, real?! Hahahahaha, E-level bounty hunter, that's a rookie among the rookies, so has the famous white wolf also fallen into the situation of competing for business with new juniors who have just entered the industry?"

Andre looked at the system rankings just retrieved on the Hunter website and deliberately showed an exaggerated expression. His three maids and girlfriend also cooperated to hold their stomachs.

Weize sighed. He didn't want to cause trouble, but he didn't know why trouble always came to him. Weize was about to turn around, and the old bartender spoke.

"You know the rules here, let's deal with this matter." Raymond nodded to the waiter not far away, who walked towards the pool table, and didn't know what he said. Andre and others then restrained a lot.

Weize smashed his mouth, "Tsk tsk, so majestic, are you still recruiting people here?"

"Can you mix bartenders?"

"Won't."

“Where is the cleaning and service?”

"Do I look like a guy who likes to hygiene and serve people?" Weize spread his hands.

"It's a pity that we can't provide you with a job." Raymond poured a glass of white water to Weize with a rubbed cup. "You look like you need some life advice - I haven't been a bounty hunter, but judging from my experience with bounty hunters over the years, people who do the right thing with their agents usually have no good ending."

"Yes, yes, I'll give you double how much money Levi paid you." Weize dipped it in a little water with his finger, sorted out his hairstyle, and picked up the glass, "Okay, let's stop talking, I'm going to start making money next."

Wei Ze first focused on a group of interstellar smugglers playing darts. He walked to the guys, and the two sides chatted for about a quarter of an hour, shook hands and said goodbye friendly.

Later, Weize went to meet two Caucasians who were playing cards in the northwest corner. They were the crisis handlers of Black Reef, the largest gang in the local area. As a result, this time he only lasted less than five minutes before returning home.

Weize's eyes finally fell on the killer agent on the table next door, but the latter was even more straightforward and shook his head directly to him, indicating that he would not want to be disturbed.

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So Weize walked around and finally slipped back in shame with the glass of white water that he had not taken a few sips of. Raymond was tidying up the wine cabinet behind him.

"Has the public security in the seventh district been improved? Why is nothing happening anywhere?" Wei Ze complained, "How can I start working?"

"I don't know if you've ever thought about it." Raymond spoke like his people, always so orderly and slowly. "It's not that the security in the seventh district has improved, but that Vegetari has no work for E-level bounty hunters to do."

"This is why we always talk about this impetuous society. People can't wait to sort everything they can find, divide it into strengths and lows, and then label them. But in fact, those people don't understand the real value of those things at all. You can judge, Raymond, my fee is only one-fifth of those C-level bounty hunters. Why do those idiots would rather believe in the cold numbers in the BH Guild than believe in an expert with a rich experience standing in front of them?!" Weize drank boiled water while chatting like an Obasan.

The old bartender sighed, "Go and admit your mistake with Levi. She is probably one of the few people on this planet who really care about you."

"No, I will never bow to the cold-blooded capitalist!!!" Wei Ze sneered, "That woman just treats me as a tool to make money."

"Then how much money have you made for her in the past two years?"

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Chapter completed!