chapter 121 Every move is a killing move, every move is a mercy move

Lisa opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of whiskey and placed it on the coffee table, then poured a small glass for Cairbre Taylor. "Why, do you want to get me drunk so you can do something bad?" Cairbre Taylor took the whiskey, raised his eyebrows and looked at Lisa teasingly. "No! I just want to give myself some courage. I'm afraid of running away from the battlefield. Only when I get drunk can I indulge myself without any care." Lisa decided to go for it. She leaned against...