61 The Football Hooligans Part 2

Like Burns' bar, red was also the color scheme of the bar. But it was brighter, more like blood-red. The Victorian building stood tall on the open corner of the street, with the Forest team flag hanging at the door to let people know from afar which fans were gathered there. Standing outside the door, he could hear the talking and laughter coming from inside. The shadows of the people flickering against the orange light which penetrated through the windows and the door looked like flames.

"Robin Hood Pub." That was the name Bill had given Twain. He read the name on the neon signboard and sneered, "Do they bloody think they are outlaws?"

He stepped forward and flung the door open.

Bang! The slamming glass door made a sharp sound.

The lively pub immediately quieted down. The alcoholics turned their heads in surprise to look at the intruder.