The middle-aged man initially looked listless, but upon seeing customers entering, he immediately showed a joyful expression.
"Pedro! Why is it you guys?"
However, when he saw the people who came in, the joy on his face immediately disappeared and turned into a constipated expression.
"Pedro! I don't have any more wine here! The apocalypse has been going on for so many days, all my stock is sold out. You should just leave quickly!"
The man named Pedro instantly slapped two bags of compressed food onto the counter, impatiently saying:
"Stop the nonsense! Lu'an, do you think I don't know? If you really don't have any wine, then why are you still open!? Here's the money, paid upfront! Quickly get me two jars of the best Langke Wine!"
The bar owner, seeing the two bags of compressed food on the counter, didn't refuse any longer, and snatched the items into his arms before muttering:
