The Pirate's Cute Cat Tavern

Rumble, crash, crash...

The thunder is still roaring, the rain is still pouring down, and the natural weather changes are still continuing irreversibly.

But the pertinence of all this was not as serious as it was at the beginning. The ship stabilized, and Locke and Baccarat safely returned under the umbrella.

His body was wet, but looking at the people who had finally been rescued and the huge waves in the sea that finally calmed down, Locke breathed a sigh of relief with a sense of accomplishment.

"Thank you! Thank you very much..."

Baccarat bowed to Locke with lingering fear and thanked her for having the power of the lucky fruit.

She had never thought before that one day she would be tricked by her own abilities, and she had never thought that her power of misfortune could be so terrifying.

The idea in her heart has silently changed, and she will never use her abilities easily in the future, whether it is to make people lucky or unlucky.

Whether it was Tezzolo's order or the fate of ordinary people she had never met before, she would consider her actions carefully in Chapter 177 Pain and Joy.

"Ahaha, no need! After all, your bad luck started because of my stupid cat..."

Locke responded humbly and politely, and it was only at this moment that he stood still and no longer got wet in the rain; he suddenly realized that he was still holding the girl's two little hands.

What was even more embarrassing was that a heavy rain had soaked their clothes. The long skirt Baccarat was wearing was completely stuck to her curvy figure due to the wetness. The alluring devilish curves were undoubtedly highlighted, making her People's eyes are always drawn in unconsciously.

"Ahem, sorry!" Locke said, letting go of Baccarat's hands.

At the same time, in order to cover up his embarrassment, Locke also turned his attention to the side. He ran back early and was not even wet by the rain. He was not even aware of his mistake of almost pushing the person off the boat. He was holding Zheng Xiang while eating the grilled fish. Dumb.

"You foodie, don't be so reckless in the future! If you hurt a customer again, be careful of me..."

Locke was educating Ah-Dai. Just as he raised his hand and pretended to beat Ah-Dai, there was an overwhelming scream from the table and chair.

The chair shook a little, as if some of the inlaid parts were shaking and about to fall off.

Locke looked confused, and when he still didn't react, Baccarat rushed forward in a panic and grabbed his hands again.

"You passed your luck to me, and your luck value is also negative! So, that was your bad luck just now..."

Baccarat was very embarrassed and hurriedly explained. After all, the scene just now seemed a bit like she was using Locke's sympathy to absorb Locke's luck.

Fortunately, she reacted in time and grabbed Locke's hands in time, so that the luck and misfortune continued to alternate between the two, forming a state of equal distribution, making both of them temporarily Be safe and sound!

Locke understood after hearing her explanation, and also knew from her actions that she didn't mean it.

Locke could only ignore the embarrassment, grabbed her hands, and sat stiffly at the dining table, with a blank face, not knowing what to do.

"Um? How long can your luck last? We can't be tied together like this forever, right?"

Seeing Baccarat's face turn red, Locke, as a man, began to find some topics to take the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere.

"Logically speaking, it should be Yong

old! "

Baccarat's answer made Locke despair: Damn, even though the person tied together is a beautiful woman, isn't it too much to be together every day?

How inconvenient it is when you or she wants to do something!Of course... luckily the one tied together is a beautiful woman!

If he was a rough guy, even if he could do anything easily, Locke would rather be cheated than die with him every day.

After all, his orientation is normal!

"However, if the lucky state I exerted can be removed, then my luck will return and we can be separated!"

After Baccarat arranged her clothes so that her body was not so exposed and attractive, she gasped and said.

Locke's eyes suddenly lit up: "What kind of lucky state? How to break it? You are the owner of this ability, so you should have your own way, right?"

"Hey, hey, store manager! I can be considered a beauty after all, right? Even if you don't want to stay with me, don't act so impatient, okay?"

Seeing Locke's look, Baccarat actually laughed as a joke. It seemed that her mood had recovered well.

Seeing Locke's expression of embarrassment, she did not continue to pester him. She thought for a moment and decided to tell the truth and let Locke think about it himself.

"Remember at the dinner table just now? Tezzolo invited you to go to the Golden City and start a gourmet restaurant that is popular enough!"

Locke nodded, indicating that he hadn't thought it through yet, and Baccarat continued.

"In order to increase the chance of successfully inviting you, Tezzolo ordered me to impose good luck on him to ensure that he will be lucky and smooth sailing in this matter!"

"I didn't have the courage to refuse his order, so I gave him my luck! Then I was riddled with bad luck, and the series of bad things happened just now!"

"It is very simple to solve this situation. All you need is Mr. Store Manager, if you agree to Tezzolo to go to the Golden City, so that he can be lucky enough to complete his mission, and he will no longer need that kind of luck. Then This kind of luck will return to me, so that we can separate safely!"

"Well... you are a good person, and Tezzolo's purpose of inviting you is not as simple as what he said: for the mutual benefit of both parties!"

"Let me tell you the truth, 90.00% of the people in the Golden City did go there to have fun and enjoy themselves at first, but in the end they all became Tezolo's ability slaves. The Golden City is actually a, A huge trap designed by Tezolo!"

"So, I hope you can think carefully... think carefully whether you want to go or not, and whether you can avoid Tezzolo's control if you go!"

Baccarat said a lot, and what she said was true, at least consistent with the vague memory in Locke's mind.

Obviously, on the question of whether to be forced to surrender to the cruel boss or to prefer the kind store manager who treats her well, Baccarat chose to prefer Locke!

Hearing this, Locke frowned and began to think. After thinking for a long time, he did not make a choice. Instead, he asked Baccarat curiously.

"Well, it seems you don't agree with Tezzolo's various methods!"

"Then I'm curious, how did you get together with a guy with such a twisted mentality? Well, I'm just asking out of curiosity... don't mind!"

"He...saved my life!" Baccarat answered honestly without hesitation.