The drunkard's speech

"Boss,where to?"the driver asked after they entered.

"To the man..."

Dean lazily cut in,"don't tell me I am going to where that mother fucking torturer is,I swear to santa,now that I am drunk I won't hesitate to smash his head with anything...or everything..."Ace couldn't help but chuckle.This lawyer is one of a kind.When he had arrived to save him,he heard him talking to the gangsters,and because it felt funny seeing him talking,he decided to watch for a while.Deep inside his thoughts,he was promising to chop out each part of the one who wanted to kill his man,"especially if I had a bottle, I would hit him with it and I wouldn't care.Just like I hit that dickhead."

"You just came back not long ago and you've started having enemies!?"Ace couldn't help but ask.

Dean lazily raised his hands and pointed at his chest,"me!?I have enemies everywhere, I have taken a lot of people to jail and each one of them is holding a grudge against me.Even in this country I might have more enemies than where I was,so,I had to learn how to fight."

Ace gently looked at the man whose head was leaning at the back of the car seat and couldn't help but ask,"how did you offend him?"

"Me!?Offend him!?No."he flattened his palm infront of Ace's face making Ace turn look at him and wonder.He liked his childish behavior."do you have some water?I am still thirsty."

"The only water remaining is the water from my bottle."Ace said

He stretched his hands again,"It's okay,give that!"he said grabbing it from Ace's hands then took a sip.After swallowing,he continued,"that man started it first.I was at peace with my drink and he decided to offend me."He looked at Ace with lazy eyes,"He bought a bottle of dark rum for me, asking a waiter to give it to me...Was it a must I drink it!? First of all,I don't like rum,dark rum."He was silent for a while then said,"He started sending his men to call me,that was offense number one, invasion of privacy,then he sent a second man,offense number two.Later he came by himself.He went silent for a while as if to recall what happened at the bar.

A few hours ago,at the bar...

After the waiter placed the rum at the counter,he left to serve other customers, Dean just continued to drink his whiskey without taking a glance at the rum.

Suddenly, someone patted his shoulders,he turned to look at the man in a tight fitting buttons up shirt and black trousers,"may I help you?"

"My boss wants to see you."he said pointing at a certain corner.

"No one can see anyone clearly in this club,there are dim lights,but that doesn't mean we should go showing our faces in order to be seen!"He looked at the man,those eyes gazing straightly at him."Tell your boss I came to drink,and not to auction myself.."

The man went back and reported to his boss,then minutes later he came again "My boss said, since he bought you a drink,you might as well join him and enjoy it together."

"Tell him I did not ask for it.Secondly I didn't accept his drink,he might as well join the counter and share the moments with it."Dean watched as the man left then he sneered,'foolish man,he thinks buying me a fucking rum is a favor?!'He gulped the last shot from his bottle then was about to stand when both sides of his shoulders were forcefully pressed back to his seat causing to be irritated.He hated being pushed or forced into something.

He turned to check whole they were,on one side,was the one who kept delivering the messages and on the other side was another face but dressed almost the same as the former,"is it that you like tight shirts,or your boss likes watching your bodies through those shirts?"

"I will pick the former,I enjoy watching their abs."Another man spoke,but with different aura,he seemed to be their master,"young man why are you refusing me?I can give you anything you want!"the man spoke with a smile on his face.

"You called me a young man,which means you're old and I don't go out with people older than my grandpa it will be shameful."He indirectly insulted the man.At the corner of his eyes,he saw those two men wanting to make a move but were stopped by their boss.

"I didn't know you are sharp-tongued,but I like it.My offer still stands!"The man continued,still smiling,"I don't go back on my words.So what's your choice."

"Did you see a poster on my back that said I need someone who can offer me anything?"Dean was becoming more and more impatient.

"I'd really love it if you agree willingly.Because either way you..."Pang!No one knew how fast Dean moved,he hit the man with the bottle of rum that was on the counter and gave the two guards a blow catching them off guard and causing them to bend.

"I don't like being forced and I really hate your smile."He turned to see one of the guards getting up and he started running,but before he went further he turned to the man who was bleeding seriously,"thanks for the invitation!"then he ran.Little did he know there were a group waiting at the ground floor.

Back at Ace car...

After he was done explaining,he turned to Ace and said,"you see,I was very polite to them and they were being rude."Everyone in the car sneered inwardly except Ace who was trying his best not to smile.

'He seriously called the man old, wasn't that impolite!?Who would like to be called old!?'the driver thought.