I’m A Detective In The Beauty World

Sister Margaret Bar.

Just like countless other small bars in New York City, there is an anonymous small bar hidden in a dim, unnamed alley. If it wasn't because of being drunk or being introduced by an acquaintance, a normal person would never walk in.

It's just that this bar is different from other bars. After all, no matter how nameless other bars are, there are always so many beautiful women dancing on the dance floor. If they can't, they have to be female sex workers.

However, there is not a single woman in this "Nun Margaret Bar". In the bar, there are only sturdy big men with big waists and full faces, except for tattoos, which are hairy.

"Jerry, I have said many times, you should really hire a few more beautiful and hot waiters. Every time you come in, it's all these old men. I don't feel it anymore."

A good-looking white man who was just mean, was complaining to the bar owner: "Do you know which aspect I'm talking about doesn't feel? Yes, it's my heart, I don't have any feeling of heartbeat. ...What do you think I'm talking about?"

"Shut up, Wilson!" the bar owner said helplessly. "Don't you see that Smith is upset? Don't add fuel to the fire nearby."

"It's okay, Jerry, it's good to listen to Wilson's trash talk when you're upset, just listen to a talk show."

Mr. Smith picked up the glass and drank it in one go.

Jerry refilled Smith again: "Man, you are a member of a large company, you are equivalent to a staff member. Life is much better than those of us lonely ghosts. Why do you sigh?"

Before Smith could speak, Wilson leaned in and shook his head: "I know, it must be because of women, right? I said it a long time ago. Men only think about getting married if they have all their brains out. So don't blame me. When you got married, you didn’t follow suit, man, mainly because I was preparing for your second single party night."

"Shut up, Wilson!" Jerry frowned. "Brother Smith's marriage is envious of everyone in the circle. First, the bride is beautiful and unreasonable; second, the bride or the bride’s family, friends, and herself Deep hatred; the third and most important thing is that the bride and herself are not the same!"

"Such a perfect family combination, so many killer mercenaries can't even dream of it. So Brother Smith must be worried about work, Wilson, you are a single dog, know what marriage and family, go and play by yourself."

Listening to Jerry's words, Smith didn't say a word, he just drank from the sky again.

"..."

Jerry squinted his eyes, and quickly filled Smith again, cautiously said: "Does Wilson have the right words?"

Smith sighed and said weakly, "Recently... we have separated."

"what?"

Jerry and Wilson stared at the same time.

"Don't think too much, just sleep in separate rooms."

Smith explained with a dry cough.

"what?"

Jerry and Wilson's eyes widened.

Smith rolled his eyes helplessly: "Although I know you two are purely gloating, can you not be so obvious, the gossip fire in your eyes will burst out."

"Ahem, sorry," Jerry took off his glasses subconsciously and wiped it off, "No way, it's not easy to hear this kind of news in my place."

Wilson leaned in front of Smith with a look of excitement: "Then you two have been separated, or will you separate afterwards..."

Smith simply lifted his foot and kicked Wilson out.

There was a good whistle shout in the bar, such as "kill this turtle grandson", "brother, fuck you, fuck him", "kill him tonight, I will treat him" and so on. Roar shouts endlessly. .

Wilson got up again and raised his middle finger at the others. Amidst his boos, he sat back next to Smith and said in a low voice: "Don't be discouraged, man. Although my wife won't let go to bed, we men still have other solutions. It really doesn't work, we still have two hands... …"

Smith shook his head and said, "Wilson, if you hadn't saved my life in Serbia, I would definitely have shot you now."

"It's okay, Smith, you can do it now." Jerry pointed to the small blackboard above his head. "In the bar right now, this guy is the one who wants to die the most."

Smith and Wilson looked up at the same time, only to see the words "Dead Pool" written on the blackboard, below is the life and price list.

Sure enough, the first place is Wade Wilson, whose price is-120 dollars.

Smith took out a green bill and photographed it on the table: "I'll add another 100."

Jerry quickly took the banknote and stuffed it into his pocket happily.

"You are jealous, red jealousy." Wilson said with disdain, "Anyway, I have made up my mind. No matter how beautiful a girl I meet, I will never marry her... Aw, Walter Malefack. !"

Wilson's eyes were straight.

Jerry and Smith followed his gaze and turned their heads, only to see a short-haired girl with a sense of body and surname walking towards this side.

"Hello, handsome guy, do you want to be sucked?"

The girl looked at Wilson simply.

Wilson opened his mouth, before he had time to speak, a strong man with a height of 200 and a weight of 200 came from behind and slapped the girl below the waist: "Tsk Tsk, Wilson, this girl is really strong!"

Seeing that his goddess was being teased, Wilson became very angry: "Stop me, Piccolo, apologize immediately, otherwise..."

The man with a beard almost reaching his belly button smiled disdainfully and shrugged his shoulders and said, "Otherwise, Wilson?"

Before Wilson could take a shot, the girl suddenly moved and grabbed something between the man's legs.

"Oh, my goodness," Wilson was full of spirits, like a frightened quail, looking at the grinning guy, and quickly roared, "Quickly apologize, damn it, Bick, quickly say those three words. Could it be possible? Don't you want your three words anymore?"

At the moment, the sturdy man who was dragging two to five to eighty thousand dollars just now, at the moment, said to the little girl who had just been ruined, "I'm sorry!"

The girl snorted, let go of her hand, turned her head to look at Wilson who had been petrified, and stretched out her hand generously: "Vanessa!"

"Uh..." Thinking that the girl's hand had just touched something that shouldn't be touched, Wilson blinked and grabbed the girl's other hand, "Wade Wilson."

"Then Wilson, if I'm willing to spend the night with you, what price would you like to come back for?"

"Wait, let me see..." Wilson quickly took out his wallet, "A total of... 152 yuan, plus a dessert shop experience card?"

"Well, 48 minutes from now, I belong to you."

Vanessa picked up the dessert shop experience card and stuffed it into Wilson's mouth, then pulled his collar and left the bar.

"What's the situation?" Jerry looked silly on the side, "I feel that my eyes and IQ have been insulted. Such a beautiful and characterful girl actually looks at Wilson's mean skin. And an honest, kind and smart man like me. , But no girl is willing to talk to me... No reason, Smith, people want to talk about sweet love too!"

Smith picked up the wine glass and said quietly: "Wilson is right, Jerry, you really should hire some beautiful waiters."

But Jerry obviously didn't hear Smith's words. Instead, he opened his mouth wide and looked behind Smith in surprise: "You...you are, John Wick?"

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