Chapter 7 Real Men!

Yelo wasn't stupid, anyone who could make a name for themselves on the streets wasn't stupid. Seeing Arlo take the hits without a word, he understood he was facing a tough guy. People like them, the last thing they wanted to provoke was a tough guy. There was once a boss who crossed a tough guy, and in the end, that boss simply disappeared, leaving no trace of his body. He thought about backing off, but with so many of his buddies around, how could he lower his boss's prestige by backing down? "Kid, I admire your character, how about joining me?" Looking at Arlo's sturdy build, he entertained the idea of recruiting him. Arlo rejected without hesitation, he didn't want to be a thug. Those thugs in the village were detestable, he used to deal with them a lot back in the village, how could he possibly want to become one of them? Squinting, Yelo picked up three bottles of liquor and sneered, "Fine, if you're not willing, I won't force you. How about this, you drink these three bottles of liquor, and we'll call it quits for today." Nora looked at the three bottles of liquor, they were highly alcoholic, let alone three bottles, an ordinary person would be knocked unconscious by one bottle. If he drank all three bottles, he might lose his life! "No!" Nora frowned coldly at Yelo, "No trouble is allowed in the bar, you settle your matters outside!" Yelo glanced at her and said, "What if I don't agree?" Nora didn't indulge him either, immediately taking out her phone to call the police. But Yelo remained fearless, he chuckled and said, "Call the police? The chief of the police station is my uncle, do you think calling the police will work?" Without waiting for Nora to speak, he continued, "Do you believe I can smash this bar of yours and get away with it?" Nora narrowed her phoenix eyes, she was about to speak, but Arlo stopped her. Picking up a bottle of liquor, Arlo said coldly, "Are you sure if I drink these three bottles, we're done?" "I have only one good quality, I keep my word." Yelo took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, the roaster head hurriedly came forward to light it for him, he took a deep drag and exhaled, saying, "As long as you drink these three bottles of liquor, I'll leave with my men, and from now on, no one will bother this bar again." "Good!" Giving him a deep glance, Arlo tilted his head back and chugged the liquor down. Unlike the fiery taste of other fierce wines, this foreign liquor tasted very peculiar, somewhat sour and somewhat bitter. Drinking all the liquor in the bottle in one go, his stomach immediately churned. Arlo's face visibly reddened, but he didn't stop, instead, he picked up another bottle and started drinking again. After finishing the second bottle, Arlo felt like there was a fire burning in his stomach, making him want to vomit. Taking a deep breath, he forcefully suppressed the urge to vomit and picked up the third bottle. Yelo's eyes flashed with surprise, an ordinary person would struggle to finish two bottles of mineral water in one go, let alone two bottles of liquor. Seeing Arlo open the third bottle, Yelo smiled wryly, "Bro, forget about this bottle, you're a real man!" But Arlo insisted, "I said three bottles, not one less!" Yelo opened his mouth, then chuckled helplessly, "Alright, alright, as long as you finish this last bottle, I'll recognize you as my brother from now on!" He saw a kind of heroism in Arlo, although Arlo was just a small security guard in the bar for now, he believed Arlo's future achievements would be extraordinary. Having foresight is crucial in the underworld, he thought it wise to befriend Arlo in advance, even if they couldn't be friends, they could still avoid becoming enemies. Arlo's speed in drinking the third bottle slowed down, not because he was drunk already, but because he was full. And young people metabolize quickly, at this moment, he already felt dizzy. He forced himself to finish the bottle, then burped without saying a word, just staring coldly at Yelo. He dared not speak, afraid that he would vomit as soon as he opened his mouth. Yelo tilted his head, licked his lips, and gave a thumbs up, "Man enough, I, Yelo, keep my word. Brothers, let's go!" After Yelo and his men left, Arlo couldn't hold on any longer. He felt a dizzy spell, everything seemed to be doubling. His legs gave way and he fell backward, feeling himself being cushioned by something soft, a fragrance like orchids and musk wafted into his nostrils. "Arlo! Are you okay?" Barely supporting Arlo, she was shocked to see his pale face, and angrily scolded the security guard who was still watching, "What are you looking at? Call an ambulance!" Arlo tried to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited, his eyelids feeling unusually heavy. In a moment, his consciousness began to blur. When he woke up again, he found himself in Nora's car. The scenery outside the car window, constantly retreating, momentarily stunned him, and a throbbing headache made him feel incredibly thirsty. "Ms. Marsh..." Nora, who was driving, looked pleasantly surprised. "You're awake? How do you feel? Any discomfort?" Arlo rubbed his forehead and said, "Nothing much, just a bit of a headache." Nora gave him a playful glare and said, not without irritation, "What were you trying to prove? People say two bottles are enough, but you had to play the hero and drink three, didn't you?" Hearing this, Arlo chuckled and scratched his head. "It's not about being a hero. I was afraid if I only drank two bottles, he would back out." "Let him back out. I'd rather not open this shop at all. If something happens to you because of drinking, I'll be responsible." Arlo hesitated for a moment. Although he hadn't attended college, he understood the basic principles of integrity. Moreover, as a security guard at the bar, encountering such a situation was unacceptable. "Ms. Marsh, I'm a security guard. If you're paying me, I have to live up to that salary." Nora was taken aback. She chuckled and said, "Are you silly? Are you going to risk your life for a few thousand bucks a month?" After a pause, she added, "Anyway, thank you for helping me today. Does that mean I owe you again?" "Ms. Marsh, why are you saying this? As a man, if I see someone bullying a woman, I'll definitely step in." Arlo smiled foolishly as he looked at Nora's unbelievably beautiful face. Noticing Arlo's gaze, Nora wasn't upset. She could tell that Arlo's gaze was very pure, filled only with admiration for beautiful things, unlike Yelo's greedy eyes. Every woman cares about her appearance, even Nora, a great beauty like her, is no exception. She even felt somewhat pleased inside. "I've decided. From today onwards, you're the head of security at Dreamy Bar. You'll get a monthly salary of ten thousand, plus a share of the bar's monthly profits." "How... how much?"