Super God: One Punch and You're Dead Chapter 638

The price was staggering.

However, what Stark cared about most was why the man before him had no reaction whatsoever.

He possessed the largest intelligence network in all of America, with his influence reaching every corner.

He had demonstrated vision unlike that of ordinary people, capable of locating anyone's whereabouts within twenty-four hours.

This was a display of both power and wealth.

Yet the man before him still wore an icy expression, barely acknowledging him.

"Buddy, one Red Flame. A thousand dollars."

Stark ultimately ordered one. Though it cost a full thousand dollars, Stark did not care.

This should have been the first time he had encountered such a straightforward customer.

However.

The result was not as expected. This... bartender moved with flowing grace, completing the drink in one seamless motion. It was even somewhat pleasing to watch, like an artistic performance.

Yet he did not glance at Stark even once.

This was unusual.

"Make it twelve, then. That's just the kind of person I am..."

Stark did not continue. This was called being low-key—humble and refined.

The twelve Red Flames each resembled burning fire, their blazing colors leaving one dumbfounded.

Stark took a sip, still maintaining his suave demeanor.

"Cough, cough. Hello, I'm Tony Stark. Nice to meet you."

There were several cocktails in total, but not many choices available. This was Lin Yan's decision.

After all, why work hard when he could slack off? Still, it seemed he would remain in this world for some time, so a stable source of income was important.

The facts proved that his luck was not bad.

For example, the sucker standing right in front of him.

Lin Yan finally tore his gaze away from the novel page for a moment and spoke indifferently.

"Lin Yan."

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