Jack's Old Man was half-paralyzed on the dilapidated sofa behind the counter, his short, stubby fingers like turnips, he pointed to the back room and began to grumble in a voice hoarse from smoke and alcohol: "You're only good for your strength. Get moving! Bring out ten cases of Si Lu sparkling water.","You're a regular here, aren't you" Heather nodded to Essie. "That must be tough.",With three sickening cracks, the three robbers were sent flying backward like they'd been hit by a locomotive!。