Infinite: Starting from Resident Evil

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"Can I have another drink?"

She then took a big gulp and drank half of it. Looking at the little liquid left in the glass, the girl asked Shen Ye.

Shen Ye nodded and said to the bartender, "Please give her another drink."

"Thank you!" Helena nodded very politely to Shen Ye.

Then, he added, "I'll give you the money."

"It's on me," Shen Ye waved his hand.

He then ignored the delighted girl and turned to ask the bartender.

"Excuse me, ma'am, is your boss named Joan or King?"

"How did you know?" The bartender shook the shaker and nodded in confusion, then stared at Shen Ye: "You need to see our boss?"

"Yes."

"Are you here to apply for a job as a resident singer at the bar?" The bartender remembered the small blackboard by the door, but that blackboard had been hanging there for several days and no one had been hired yet, probably because they felt the boss wasn't paying enough.

Thinking of his boss's sick younger brother, the bartender sighed. His boss really couldn't afford to hire more singers for the bar.

"No, I'm here on someone's behalf," Shen Ye said after taking a sip of his drink. "I'm inviting her to participate in something very lucrative."

Upon hearing this, the bartender narrowed her eyes. She looked to be in her thirties and was quite experienced, knowing that there's no such thing as a free lunch.

"Gambling? Or working as a henchman? Or perhaps..."

She knew her boss was quite skilled; a while ago, when some drunk people caused trouble at a bar, her boss personally took care of it, fighting off more than a dozen people in less than a minute.

Shen Ye shook his head: "It's not about being a thug, but it's still related to fighting. Have you heard of the KOF tournament?"

"Of course, the KOF tournament ads are everywhere. Look... it's playing right now." The bartender pointed to the TV on the counter behind Shen Ye, where a football match was interspersed with ads for the KOF tournament.

Shen Ye glanced back at her, then turned to the bartender and said, "I'm here on someone's behalf to invite her to the KOF tournament."

The bartender looked incredulous: "Really? I heard you need an invitation."

"of course it's true."

"Then let me see the invitation." The bartender placed the prepared drink in front of Helena before speaking to Shen Ye.

"Uh... I don't have the invitation," Shen Ye said awkwardly, not expecting the bartender to be so wary.

"Then you're lying." The bartender gave Shen Ye a disdainful look: "I think you're here to harass my boss. Last time, someone from America harassed her."

America...is she from South Town?

Shen Ye was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that Shen Ye remained silent, the bartender thought he had guessed correctly, and his face immediately turned cold.

"Listen, sir, you can drink here, since you paid for it, but don't get any funny ideas, or I'll call the police immediately."

After hearing the bartender's words, Shen Ye was speechless.

Hey, don't make wild guesses.

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Chapter 645! The Innocent Girl Isn't Foolish

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Unfortunately, before he could even offer an explanation, the bartender ignored him and went off to do something else.

"I've been mistaken for a bad guy with ulterior motives!"

Shen Ye was somewhat helpless. He clearly looked harmless, and the female bartender's eyes had even lit up when she saw him earlier. However, her impression of him completely reversed after just a few words. It seemed that he only had a special attraction to named female characters...

As he was lost in his own thoughts, Helena suddenly tugged at his sleeve: "Shen, you're a good person."

Well, although what you said was very pleasant to hear, after what just happened, I feel like something's not quite right, like I've been friend-zoned.

With a sigh, Shen Ye gave Helena a kind smile; the girl was still very understanding.

Then he heard Helena whisper, "Can I have another drink?"

Uh… Shen Ye looked at her face and saw that it was relatively normal, with only a slight flush. So he nodded and said, “As long as you don’t get drunk, you can drink as much as you want.”

He then snapped his fingers and called out to the bartender, "An Alexander..."

At this point, he glanced down at his glass and added, "Another vodka on the rocks, please."

The wine Shen Ye ordered was delivered quickly, while Helena's would have to wait a little longer. Looking at Helena, who was resting her chin on her hand on the table and whose face was getting increasingly flushed, he drank his wine and chatted with her.

Although I didn't meet Joan, it wasn't a wasted trip. Helena is quite strong; among the heavyweight female characters in King of Fighters, she's in the upper echelon, and she can even overpower Mai Shiranui... I'm referring to her figure here.

Of the female characters Shen Ye knows in this world, only Nyotengu can overpower her, but she belongs to the same fighting system as her. In the King of Fighters system, there are not many who can beat her, but she is still a long way from appearing.

Shen Ye chatted with Helena, which was essentially waiting for Joan. After all, as the bar owner, Joan couldn't possibly not come, because she was genuinely poor, and the bar's business was related to her brother's life.

They chatted for a while. The mature young woman was almost completely unguarded around Shen Ye. It was 94, and her father's company was still thriving. Her parents had not yet been murdered, so the young woman was still in a particularly innocent and optimistic state.

By this time, the young lady from the wealthy family had already finished her third glass of Alexander. Although the alcohol content of this cocktail, which was made with a lot of ingredients and drinks, was not high, the large quantity and strong aftereffects made it difficult to resist. After three glasses, Helena's eyes were a little blurry, but at least she was still relatively clear-headed and her speech was not incoherent. However, it seemed that she would not be able to last much longer.

Helena poured the last bit of milky white liquid from the glass into her mouth, let out a long breath, and unconcernedly wiped the white liquid from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. She then called out to the bartender, "Could I have another one?"

"You're a guest, of course you can have whatever you need." The bartender gave her a strange look, then took out a shaker and mixed her a drink.

At that moment, she noticed that Shen Ye suddenly gestured to her, indicating that she should come closer.

"What do you want?" The bartender thought Shen Ye was there to harass her boss, so she was rude and didn't approach him as he had suggested.

However, when she saw Shen Ye subtly show her a roll of 100-yuan euro notes in his hand, she shamefully gave in.

Shen Ye glanced sideways at Helena, who was leaning on the bar counter, clutching a wine glass, and whispered to the bartender, "When you're mixing her a drink..."

"Don't even think about it." The bartender lowered his voice and said coldly, "No matter how much money you offer, I won't add any extra alcohol to her glass."

Okay, I've been misunderstood again. First impressions really do matter.

With a forced smile, Shen Ye said in a low voice, "That's not what I meant. Let me finish what I have to say."

"What do you say."

"What I mean is, when you're mixing her drinks, don't add any alcohol to them, just make her a simple beverage."

The bartender paused for a moment, realizing he might have misunderstood him, then frowned and said, "That wouldn't taste right."

“She can’t tell the difference,” Shen Ye laughed, then handed the roll of banknotes to the bartender: “Consider the extra as a tip.”

Since Shen Ye didn't intend to get the girl drunk, the bartender pondered for a moment before accepting the banknotes. Only after watching Shen Ye sit back down next to the girl did she unfold the banknotes, and then she was stunned again. It was a roll of ten 500 euro bills, which was equivalent to two months' salary for her.

The guest's generosity put her in a dilemma. As a woman, she always carried a mirror with her. She took it out and looked at herself. The woman in the mirror was very feminine, but in terms of looks and figure, she was far inferior to the girl next to Shen Ye, not to mention she wasn't as young.

Does he have a peculiar preference for older men?

A strange thought occurred to the bartender, making her blush. But when she saw that Shen Ye had paid the bill and was just chatting with the girl without even glancing at her, she realized she was overthinking things.

The bartender's complicated emotions caused her to make a mistake, almost causing her to drop the shaker. Fortunately, she caught it in time, which relieved her.

After a while, the bartender handed the girl a glass of "Alexander" without any added alcohol. He stared at her nervously, afraid that she would notice the difference in taste. But when he saw her nod in satisfaction after taking a sip, he realized that Shen Ye was right; she really couldn't tell the difference.

"Perhaps I really misunderstood him."

The bartender thought to herself, while her hand hanging under the bar clenched the ten bills. She wasn't rich; in fact, none of the people working at this small bar were wealthy, so she didn't think about returning the money.

After a fierce internal struggle, the bartender finally gave in and said to Shen Ye, "Our boss won't be coming tonight; she's at the hospital with her brother."

This did not surprise Shen Ye. Qiong was so poor, but if she didn't come to work, then she could only be spending time with the people who made her short of money.

Nodding, Shen Ye said, "I'll come again tomorrow."

After saying this, Shen Ye downed the wine in his glass in one gulp, then patted the girl next to him on the shoulder.

"Miss Helena, we should go."

"So fast!" Helena seemed to have had enough to drink and didn't want to get up.

"If you want a drink, you can come back here tomorrow, and it will still be on me."

Upon hearing this, Helena immediately stood up and said, "How could I possibly accept that? I'll treat you tomorrow."

Shen Ye was taken aback: "You're not drunk yet?"

“I’m a martial artist, how could I get drunk so easily?” Helena said to him with a smile, then she looked at the bartender: “Next time, put less cocoa in, you can’t even taste the alcohol.”

"Uh..." Upon hearing this, Shen Ye and the bartender were both speechless for a moment.

The girl wasn't stupid; she was also wary.

After all, she is a girl from a wealthy family. No matter how naive and innocent she may be, it's impossible for her to be completely ignorant.

While Shen Ye was in a daze, Helena grabbed his arm and took out her phone as she walked out of the bar.

"I'll call the driver and ask him to take us back."

"Then trouble you."

"No trouble."

As they were talking, the two had already reached the door. However, at that moment, a tall woman carrying a guitar case and with her bangs covering half of her face walked in from outside and brushed past Shen Ye.