Roy Cobb couldn't find his companions and ultimately didn't go out.
In fact, everyone knew that the reason the previous fight was exposed so quickly was mainly because Cobb was called in by Lieutenant Sobel for a talk early the next morning.
Of course, this didn't stop Parks and his friends from having fun outside.
It was just that after the last fight, Parks and his friends became more cautious, trying to avoid conflicts with the people in Town.
"Hey, Parks, I just saw that guy!" White nudged Parks, who was sitting next to him, with his arm, "Do you think he'll still cause us trouble?"
At this, Ed Heffron looked ahead, his face tensing up, and he couldn't help but say, "I think... I'm afraid you're very right this time."
Because he saw Clint and two companions walking towards them.
Obviously, Clint also saw Parks and his friends.
"What do you want?" Before Clint could speak, White stood up anxiously and glared at Clint.
At this moment, Parks and Heffron also stood up.
Besides Parks, who could calmly look at the three, Heffron also seemed very nervous.
His hands couldn't help but clench into fists.
"Hey, don't be nervous, buddy!" Clint saw the three of them, remembered how formidable Parks was, and couldn't help but take a step back, quickly waving his hand and forcing a smile, "I'm not here to cause trouble."
"Speak, what is it?" Parks frowned.
"It's like this, we'd like to buy you a drink!" Clint's expression was a bit awkward, looking a bit embarrassed.
"Is it an apology?" Parks looked at Clint, "Or do you want to show reconciliation?"
Clint's face was a bit red; a big man actually stood there feeling a bit helpless, and he forced another smile: "It's like this, it was just for a girl, why hurt our harmony?
I want to buy you a drink, and it can also be considered our apology.
Of course, if you are willing to accept it."
"Alright! We accept!" Heffron quickly said.
Parks glanced at Heffron, and at this moment, White also nodded, then smiled and said, "Alright, there's a Chinese proverb: 'It's better to reconcile with enemies than to keep them.'
So, for our reconciliation, let's have a drink!"
Saying that, Parks picked up the beer on the table and gestured to Clint.
"Beer, Auntie Emma!" Clint was overjoyed and quickly shouted.
Six people raised their beer glasses.
"To reconciliation!" Parks smiled.
"To friendship!" Heffron said.
"To peace!" Clint's remark almost made Parks burst out laughing.
Of course, this was just an interlude.
Clint couldn't possibly become friends with Parks and his group immediately because of this.
They finished their drinks and went back to their own tables.
"Alright, one more drink, and I'm heading back!" Parks ordered another beer.
"Parks, do you never stay out overnight?" Heffron asked, somewhat puzzled.
White laughed at this moment: "Perhaps he hit his head that time; ever since then, he's never stayed overnight outside the camp.
Oh, this isn't good news for his old flames!"
"Although Clint apologized this time, I still don't want the last incident to happen again; don't forget Sobel!"
"Damn it, Parks, in such a joyful place, why do you have to bring up Sobel?" Heffron was a bit displeased, "You almost ruined a passionate and joyful night for me."
As the three were chatting and laughing, White suddenly nudged Parks's hand again, then looked at Parks's back with a grin, and whispered, "Parks, I think your good fortune has arrived!"
"What?" Parks sat sideways and followed White's gaze.
A curvy blonde bombshell walked gracefully over; it was Jennifer Raich, the bar owner's daughter.
"Do you mind if I sit down?" Although Jennifer Raich asked this, she had already taken the opportunity to sit down, across from Parks, and looked at him with a smile.
"Yes, no problem, completely!" Parks shrugged his shoulders; he had only spoken half of it when Jennifer had already sat down, so he just awkwardly spread his hand.
"What would you like to drink? Beer?" White was always very attentive to pretty girls.
"No, I'll get it myself!" Jennifer Raich turned sideways and shouted, "Auntie Emma, a brandy for me!"
"Wow!" Heffron whistled.
"Do you want a drink?" Jennifer took a sip of the brandy that was brought to her, looked at the three of them with a smile, her eyes lingering on Parks, and raised her glass, "My treat!"
Parks looked at the expectant eyes of Heffron and White, and couldn't help but nod: "Alright, one drink!"
After one drink, Jennifer's fair face showed a blush.
She looked at Parks and smiled, "Clint came over to apologize just now, didn't he? He's just a brute, don't bother too much with him!"
Parks understood.
No wonder Clint came over to apologize as soon as he entered; it turned out to be because of Jennifer.
He couldn't help but be curious about this girl, who could actually make the unruly Clint so obedient.
"You must be wondering why Clint listens to me, aren't you?" Jennifer's captivating blue eyes seemed to see through people's hearts.
She smiled slightly, "Because he's been my friend since we were little, and he protects me very much!"
"Got it!" Parks didn't know what to say, after all, he had made Clint suffer a big loss that day.
It was no wonder Jennifer had stopped him that day and demanded compensation; thinking about it, there was also a reason for her to stand up for Clint.
"Don't look at me like that, I know Clint is an asshole! But that doesn't mean I am too!" Jennifer was displeased with Parks's strange look at her, a bit upset.
Parks argued, "I didn't mean that."
"Don't deny it!" Jennifer glared at him fiercely.
Parks raised his hands, surrendering to a woman's unreasonableness.
"Hey, Miss Jennifer, our Parks is a good boy!" White said, "Don't make it too hard for him!"
"Good boy?" Jennifer looked at Parks with sudden increased interest.
"Oh, White, that was originally your name, don't use it on me!" Parks retorted, looking at Heffron, "Heffron, tell me, is this a frame-up, or not?"
"None of my business!" Heffron stood up at this moment, "Alright, I'm going to find something to do.
It seems I can't accompany you back to the barracks tonight, good boy, Parks!"
Before Parks could react, he quickly ran off.
His eyes were fixed on a busty girl by the bar, it turned out he had already set his sights on a target.
Parks gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do.
"What reason is there for Heffron to get a head start? Is my charm not as good as his?" White chuckled, also standing up; he too had found a target.
It seemed that while Parks and Jennifer were talking, the two of them weren't idle either.
"Hehe, are you just going to abandon your brother like this?" Parks wanted to stop them, but it was futile.
Jennifer blinked her beautiful eyes: "Are you scared, Mr. Reese Parks?"
"Scared?" Parks could only look at her, "Why would I be scared?"
"Aren't you afraid to be alone with me?" Jennifer looked at him playfully, "Oh, I remember, last time I said that if five hundred dollars wasn't enough to cover my bar's losses, I would come looking for you again!"
"Five hundred dollars isn't enough?" Parks was a bit awkward.
"Of course not, it's far from enough, don't you think?" As Jennifer said this, her face moved slightly closer to Parks, her breath, smelling of alcohol, fanning his face.
"I think..." Parks was no longer a virgin.
Whether it was the former owner of Parks's body or Zhang Xiang, the later substitute as a secret agent, it wasn't their first time dealing with matters between men and women.
But this was the situation in America, where men and women might go to bed after a good first impression.
Parks was clearly somewhat tempted.
"I think... it's indeed not enough; do I need to compensate you again?" Parks extended a hand, gently caressing her fair and beautiful face, and said with hazy eyes.
Parks didn't know why he was so energetic, perhaps it was because he hadn't been with a woman for too long.
He was very invested and very fierce; he vigorously thrust against her fair body, and the small wooden bed in the room creaked and shook.
"Oh, God, God!" Jennifer, beneath him, her two fair long legs tightly crossed and clamped around Parks's strong waist, gasped, "I'm going to die! Parks, Parks, my God! Oh—"
This was Jennifer's room; their clothes were scattered all over the floor, and the room was filled with a decadent atmosphere and the sounds of male and female bodies colliding.
Early the next morning, when Parks opened his eyes, the sunlight had already streamed in through the plain curtains of the window, shining onto the bed.