Conan's winery play house

Chapter 574 Bourbon VS Ireland

Ireland was busy up and down, and sat on the bedside worriedly after everything was over.

It's not that he has never encountered an emergency, but it is the first time he has taken care of a sick person, and it is a child, which makes many of the methods he is used to not suitable for the other party.

But when Avek Lear was seriously ill and he was in a hurry, Bourbon was out of tune with the restless atmosphere, and he was leisurely and carefree in his own way.

He even switched to a handheld game console and continued playing games.

In the quiet room, only the sound effects from the game console can be heard from time to time.

It has to be said that Bourbon is indeed quite talented in making people angry.

Ireland stared at the white-haired and dark-skinned man with heavy eyebrows and eyes. Although he was a little dissatisfied with Bourbon's performance, he was not too surprised.

He never expected that Bourbon would care about Aveklear, nor did he expect that the other party would give so-called sincere feelings.

Members of the organization, it is too embarrassing for them to do this.

So he didn't use Avik Lear as an excuse, but changed another way of saying it.

"You're disturbing me, Bourbon." The man with an unkind face looked majestic and cold after removing the kind expression he had made in the past, like a piece of cold steel.

"Is that so? I'm really sorry." Bourbon looked at the game console without looking up, and responded perfunctorily.

Ireland's eyes sharpened suddenly, and at the same time, as if sensing the sharp danger, Bourbon raised his head.

He met Ireland's eyes.

Gray blue eyes and dark blue eyes, like the rainy sky and the deep and quiet sea facing each other far away.

A storm is coming.

"Why do you look at me like that? Haven't I already apologized?" Bourbon asked with a relaxed smile.

The tone was straightforward, as if as long as he apologized, Ireland would accept his apology calmly as if nothing had happened.

The man's smile was a little naughty, but more of pure malice.

He is obviously a man who has grown up for a long time, but he looks like a youth who never fades.

Always enthusiastic, always wanton.

This is very rare.

And he is also like a common bad boy in adolescence, keen to provoke everyone to get pleasure.

No reason, just because I wanted to.

The difference between a natural born bad guy and other bad guys is... he does bad things just because he wants to do them, it's as simple as wanting to eat and drink water, there is no need for a reason, and there is no other reason to do evil.

Bourbon is difficult to deal with and difficult to get along with.

Just by talking, it is impossible for the other party to listen.

Ireland stretched out his hand and turned his watch, and in the next second, he rushed to Bourbon without warning.

Punch.

The heavy force even brought out the sound of breaking through the air.

Tilt your head and raise your hand to block.

Bourbon easily dodged the fist coming towards his face, blocked the punch with his arm, and kept his body steady.

"Do you want to practice your hands?" He even challenged with ease.

Ireland didn't make a sound, just remained silent, like a fierce machine that only knew how to attack, punching punch after punch, with agility and great strength.

The sound of fist-to-flesh collision made Aito, who was "fever and unconscious", feel puzzled.

Why are Uncle Ireland and Brother Bourbon fighting all of a sudden?

If you want to practice your hands, you should go to a professional training ground. Although the room here is not small, it is not enough for a fighting scene.

In order not to touch the furniture, the two tried to limit the fighting area to one area as much as possible, and even made very few evasive movements.

Instead, he chose head-to-head.

Ireland once again swung his fist at Bourbon and was abruptly accepted by the opponent, even the playful and provocative smile on his face never disappeared.

Bourbon looked so young, so full of life.

Whether it is fighting level or reaction ability, they are at their peak.

Ireland, on the other hand, doesn't look young enough anymore.

"In terms of physical strength, young people always have an advantage, don't they?" The white-haired and dark-skinned man raised his eyebrows and smiled, his tone full of jokes.

Ireland is still in his prime, but Bourbon is also in his prime, if not younger, and...

After Jiang Gu Ling died, he could feel that his soul and even his body had become stronger.

Ireland's loss to him was an inevitable outcome.

Ireland is not weak, but not strong enough either.

The man with a fierce face had deep eyes, deep sea-like eyes that seemed to contain emotion, wonder, helpless self-deprecating, but also seemed to be calm.

"It seems that I am indeed old." He withdrew his hand, stood aside, and said as if sighing.

The world is the world of young people, and old people who cannot keep up with the times will eventually be eliminated.

His adoptive father, Pisco, has already been eliminated. He doesn't need to do the tasks of the organization, and he no longer accepts the training of the organization, but has become a member of the support organization.

All the money paid will be used to organize the next generation.

Even after death, all of Pisco's legacy will be inherited by the younger generation of the organization.

Whether it is Pisco's property left in the organization or in the eyes of outsiders.

And now, he seems to be eliminated.

Ireland looked at the figure on the bed with gloomy eyes.

With exquisite eyebrows and eyes, he is not embarrassed even when he is ill, he is still a beautiful and lovely boy.

It wasn't long before he met Aveklear, and even... he made up his mind to protect him, watching him grow up not long ago.

But with his current strength, he might not be able to protect Aveklear well.

Since Bo can beat him, there will be more people who can beat him.

After all, Bourbon is not the only confidant of Rum's subordinates.

"If you're old, how about learning how to organize those old people?" Bourbon's voice was light and light, with a rising end, full of ridicule.

If members of the organization realize that they are old, after being defeated by the younger generation, they should consciously withdraw from the front line, like Pisco, staying at the back is the correct solution.

but……

Ireland looked at the palm of his hand.

His palm is not as delicate as Aveklear, after all, he is not a child.

His palms were rougher than Bourbon's, full of calluses, and even the fingerprints were no longer clear, or... no fingerprints at all.

Do you want to admit that you are not young enough and not strong enough, and retreat from the background?

Bourbon looked at Ireland, who was silent, and understood that the other party might be struggling with a major choice at the moment, so he didn't make a sound to disturb the other party.

He identifies with strong colleagues.

Ireland's strength is above the standard, but it just met Toru Miyamoto today.

If it was earlier, if it was Toshi Amuro...

Maybe Ireland won't have such a big hit.

But he will not speak out to enlighten the other party.

Bourbon sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, propped his head on one hand, and waited interestingly for Ireland to end the silent gesture.

He saw that the man with a stronger figure than him and a fierce face finally spoke after struggling in silence for a few minutes.

"I don't accept it," he said.

　On the birthday of the Dragon Boat Festival, my friend also had a holiday, and then I went to play with my friends, but... the money was spent, and the people were wasted.

　　I vomited three times in one day due to motion sickness, which made me exhausted.

　　Physically disabled and determined to continue, he ran to climb the mountain and his feet were worn out, and he had to walk against the wall. Then he went to Guangzhou to eat authentic morning tea. From morning to noon, he vomited again on the way back.

　　To be honest, I have played very fulfillingly these past few days, but I was so tired that my limbs twitched while lying down.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)