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Chapter 20 Enrique Arrives

Whether the iron tree will bloom, whether the sow will climb the tree, Fidel did not find the answer in the end, because after Fan Bizhuang came down from the attic, he sat in the bar and dozed off again with his head propped up.

This is the normal state of Fan Bizhuang. He basically doesn't care about the business situation in the Tongs bar. As long as the drinkers don't make trouble and consciously play coins for drinks, such a big thing doesn't seem to be as important as his sleeping.

Fidel is also used to it. Originally, he still had a lot of doubts that he wanted to ask, but seeing Fan Bizhuang's appearance, he didn't bother to go forward to make fun of himself.

At this time, the wooden door of the bar was pushed open from the outside, making a "creak~" sound, and then the wind chimes hanging on the door wall also "jingled" and made a pleasant and crisp sound.

No one pays attention to the people who push the door. People come and go in the bar very normally. The drinkers only focus on drinking, chatting and farting, and don't care about who comes and who goes.

Fidel didn't look up, but took a newspaper by himself, sat by the bar, and looked down at the news and gossip in the newspaper.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that the new customer looked around, and then walked straight towards the direction of the bar—this is also nonsense, everyone in this bar is chatting and drinking, only the fat man in front of him is sitting There is nothing to do in front of the bar, with a scarf on his body, counting everyone here, only this fat man fits the dress of a bar attendant.

"Excuse me, is this the Tongs Bar?"

A deep and majestic voice rang in Fidel's ear, but Fidel didn't lift his head, his attention was still on the newspaper in his hand.After staying in the strange place of Tongs Bar for a long time, or because of the influence of Fan Bizhuang, Fidel's attitude towards people is also a bit lukewarm.

"The wine barrel is on the left, and the coin box is on the right side of the bar. Find what you want, just remember to put the money in the coin box. There is a price on it."

"..."

Enrique was dumbfounded.

After the training, Enrique returned to his residence, but Fan Bizhuang's magical pass was always lingering in his mind. In the end, he was so tortured that he couldn't stay at home anymore. He took off his sunglasses and coat and went out the door.

Barcelona is such a big city, and there are countless bars of different sizes like shells on the beach. Although Enrique knew that Fan Bizhuang was working as a bartender at Tongs Bar, he had never been there. After asking around, it took a while to finally find this unassuming dilapidated little bar.

I thought that if I found the Tongs bar, everything would come to an end, and my doubts would be answered, but it turned out... Nima, are the people in this bar crazy? When there are guests, there is no one at all Concerned, he went to the bartender, but the bartender's distasteful attitude made him almost go crazy.

It's not like he hasn't been to a bar before, but any bar is not like this one. The guests don't have any other entertainment except drinking and chatting.What's even more weird is that the bartender doesn't provide any service. You have to drink by yourself, and you have to do it yourself if you want something.

What kind of bar is this?Shouldn't the bar be full of feasting lights, noisy and noisy?Even if there are no sexy Aladdin girls dancing, at least there must be hot and dynamic music!But here, Nima, there is nothing!
"Ahem... the degree of modernization here is a bit high, everything is self-service, really..." Enrique couldn't find words to describe it, and looked at the bartender who still had no response but was seriously browsing the newspaper, Suppressing the unhappiness, he repeated the previous inquiry.

"Excuse me, is this the Tongs Bar?"

"Fuck, are you so annoying? Are you blind? Isn't there a sign at the door? Could it be that you don't know how to read? I say you...f*ck!"

Fidel finally reacted. Facing the voice that disturbed him from reading the newspaper, Fidel was extremely irritable. He raised his head and was about to spray, but he was startled when he was only halfway through speaking.The guy in front of him is wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of large toad glasses on his face. It's dark at night, and you still wear sunglasses when you go out. Isn't this a snake spirit?
Well, Fidel took back what he said. It was dark outside, and his vision was even more obstructed after wearing sunglasses. It is normal to not be able to see the signboard. It is true to say that he is blind.

If Enrique knew that the fat man in front of him attributed him to blindness and snake spirit disease in his heart, he would be so depressed that he would spit out a big mouthful of blood. In fact, he is also a celebrity in Barcelona. After all, he used to play for Barcelona. Now that he is the head coach of the reserve team, his exposure is not low. If he is recognized by fans on the street, he will be in great trouble under the siege.So wearing large toad glasses at night is just to cover people's eyes and ears.

Enrique looked at the startled fat bartender, and felt that this guy was a little abnormal, but he patiently said again: "Excuse me, is this the Tongs Bar?"

Fidel didn't dare to care about the snake spirit disease, otherwise he would become the most direct victim when he got sick, so he nodded: "Yes... yes."

"Then is there an oriental man named Fan here?"

Enrique was overjoyed, and then asked.

"Have."

Fidel heaved a sigh of relief, he dared to say that the snake spirit came to look for Fan Bizhuang, he nodded again, then looked over the bar counter, and looked at the figure who had already fallen asleep with his head shrunk under the bar counter .

Enrique followed the gaze trajectory of the other party. Although he couldn't see the face of the figure behind the bar, Enrique recognized him at a glance.

The joy of "after all the hardships and dangers, I finally found the treasure after climbing the snow-capped mountains" appeared in Enrique's heart. He took two steps forward and knocked hard on the bar: "Fan...Fan!"

"Hey, Fan is sleeping, you..."

Seeing the opponent's movement, Fidel was startled, and hastily uttered a sound to stop him, but it was too late, a horrified expression appeared on his face, and the guests in the bar lobby finally saw this scene, and some of them gaped. Mouth, some people covered their mouths, while others were gloating and watching the show.

"Fan...Fan!"

Enrique was still knocking on the bar, yelling Fan Bizhuang's name, but the next moment he couldn't say it, his mouth almost opened into an "O" shape in horror, and then a huge fist It appeared in his pupils.

"Bang~"

After a dull sound, the fist hit Enrique's face heavily. The head coach of the reserve team screamed in pain and fell to the ground on his back.

Fidel smashed his mouth, looked at Enrique, who covered his eyes and screamed in pain, his sunglasses fell to the other side, and then curled his lips sympathetically, without saying a word.

The drinkers laughed loudly and pointed at the man in the windbreaker on the ground. The idiot who ran out of nowhere actually disturbed Fan Bizhuang's sleep. He was looking for shit!
At this time, Fan Bizhuang stretched his head out of the bar with sleepy eyes, glanced at the ground, and muttered: "Oh, it turned out to be you, or an acquaintance, I'm really sorry, I accidentally injured..."

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"Oh, it really hurts. I said, Fan, you are so cruel, you just beat me like a pig's head..."

At the edge of the bar, Enrique rubbed his bruised right eye and kept complaining.His majestic head coach of the first team was beaten into panda eyes by someone, and the one who hit him was still a player under his command, which made him feel extremely depressed.What made him feel even more embarrassed was that if he appeared on the training ground with this panda appearance tomorrow, he didn't know how he would be laughed at by his colleagues and young players in private.

"I'm sorry, Coach Enrique, I was sleeping and I didn't know it was you..."

He said he was sorry, but Fan Bizhuang didn't feel any guilt at all, he just spread his hands helplessly and shrugged.

But Fidel, who came over, couldn't help laughing, handed him a handful of change happily, and explained with a smile: "Every guest who comes here knows that they can do whatever they want, as long as they don't disturb Fan's sleep, otherwise this guy will If your six relatives don't recognize you, you are considered unlucky, haha..."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner..."

Enrique grabbed the change on the table, didn't count it, put it in his pocket, gave the fat man who was laughing hard, and grabbed the wine glass depressedly, "Gulong~gulong~" Fill the neck.

He really hated this fat man named Fidel so much, if you had told me that Fan Bizhuang had a quirk like "getting up", he wouldn't have foolishly come forward to beat him up.

"You're moving too fast, I can't do anything about it." Fidel chuckled, pointed at the wall, shook his head and said, "Besides, it's written on it, if you don't pay attention to it, what can I do. "

"..."

Enrique now naturally knows what the note on the wall is. It's all weird regulations. For this, he also paid fifty euro cents - because he disturbed Fan Bizhuang's sleep , Even if it is an acquaintance, the fine is still not discounted.

The change that Fidel handed him just now was to supplement him after paying the fine.

Enrique really felt that he was unlucky. It took so much time to find a bar. After finding it, he was punched inexplicably. There is an urge to burst into tears.

"Okay, Fidel." Fan Bizhuang stopped Fidel, who was still laughing non-stop, and looked at Enrique, "Coach Enrique, what's the matter with coming here so late? Could it be possible?" Are you really here just to drink?"

"My fart is here for drinking, why can't I drink, and I get beaten for drinking, there is something wrong with my brain!"

Enrique yelled a few words in his heart, but when he got to the point, he straightened his body, his expression became extremely serious, and he stared at Fan Bizhuang with burning eyes.

"Fan, tell me honestly, did you intentionally pass the ball to that place today?"

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