Super Spender Chapter 235

Chapter 235: Chapter 229: Girl, Where Are You From?

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Finn Lewis called Fishy Wells and immediately listed off a string of things he wanted to eat. Pretty much all his favorites. As for where Fishy was to buy them, that wasn't Finn's problem. Isn't that what an assistant is for?

Finn was too lazy to move. He parked his car directly in a square and waited for Fishy to bring his food. Fishy was used to Finn's demands, but it was already 11 o'clock at night, and all the different dishes Finn requested, many from specific stores, left Fishy speechless.

However, she knew that if Finn wanted to eat, she had to make it happen. The rest wasn't her problem. As for the cost, that's even lesser of her concern. Waiting for food when you're starving isn't an easy feeling. Doing anything while hungry feels annoying.

There were still quite a few people in the square, especially at this time. The weather wasn't too hot, and many people were out walking their kids. Finn didn't even know the name of the square. He just parked his car at a random spot.

Finn was lying comfortably on a chair, watching people walk around in the square. The passing dogs in Finn's eyes were turning into pieces of meat. If Fishy didn't come soon, he felt he might pounce on these small dogs and eat them.

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“Hey.” An abrupt voice rang out. Finn lazily lifted his eyes and followed the sound. A girl with shoulder-length hair appeared in his sight. He couldn't see her face clearly due to her long hair that covered most of her face and the backlight behind her.

However, based on her white shirt tied at the waist, proud chest propping the shirt to bulge, denim shorts, legs long and fair, flip-flops revealing ten mischievous toes painted with pink nail polish, he guessed she must be a real beauty. He just wasn't sure how much of her points would remain once he saw her face.

“What?” Finn was too lazy to move.

“This is a public place. What kind of attitude is this? Sit up. Don't you know to make space for others?” A crisp sweet voice responded, indicating the girl wasn't easy to deal with.

“If you want to sit, sit. There's still half a seat left. I'm too lazy to move.” Finn said languidly. He really didn't feel like moving because he was too exhausted and hungry. Moving would just make him feel worse. Finn had never been this hungry before. It was unbearable.

“Are you even a human?” The girl took her foot out of the flip-flop and kicked Finn's leg.

Finn was somewhat speechless, he weakly responded, “Hey girl, don't tell me you're interested in me?” God, even though he couldn't see her face, the half visible showed soft, glowing skin. She wouldn't be too bad looking. Plus, her attire and the way she raised her foot was just strange, wasn't it?

“Weird your ass, stand up now, I want to sit,” snapped the girl.

Finn leisurely rolled his eyes and chose to ignore her. He moved a little to give her some face.

“Hey, move.” This girl seemed like she was about to go crazy. How could a man like this exist? As a beauty, she had to beg him to share a seat. It was like he was reluctant to sit on a chair with her. Doomed to be lonely forever. She cursed, “May you only be able to jerk off with your hands all your life!”

“If you want to sit, sit. I can't move anymore.” If it was the old Finn, he'd already be jiggling about, quickly straightening himself up. But now, he didn't feel like it. He was surrounded by five beauties every day, and he'd just secured half of all national goddesses in Asuna. He wasn't going to stop in his tracks at the sight of beauty anymore.

When all went quiet, Finn closed his eyes as well. Seeing Finn act this way, the girl was entirely speechless. After a while, she dejectedly sat down. All the chairs in the square were occupied, except for the half of the bench left by Finn. Likely because his posture was so ungraceful that nobody wanted to sit with him, fearing trouble.

Otherwise, this seat would have already been taken by now. Finn sat on his chair with his eyes closed, but he did not sleep. He'd confirmed on his way home that the three robbers were in Zero's hands, so he could see them whenever he wanted.

However, Finn was in no hurry. He decided to rest a little. He didn't want to give away anything to the police. After all, he showed up in front of the police just tonight! The police probably had a detailed record of him by now.

He hadn't seen those three robbers, but they were under Finn's control. Yet, the mission hadn't been accomplished. This meant that those three probably weren't the only ones. So who else was causing trouble for him? Bryski Miller? The only person Finn could think of with the capability to do this was Bryski.

But wasn't that risky? Even if Finn had embarrassed him, he wouldn't risk contacting these people, right? Being able to transport these weapons into the country was not different from committing suicide. If Bryski got involved with these people, wouldn't that be looking for death? The entire Miller Clan would go down with him. He wouldn't be that stupid, would he?

As for others, it seems that Finn Lewis hasn't offended anyone lately, so who would hire these people to give him trouble? The most important thing is, at such a high cost! After thinking for half a day, Finn Lewis didn't figure it out, so he could only temporarily put the matter aside. Then, aside from this task, Finn remembered his other two tasks.

Finn accepted all three tasks. For the first task, heck, he had no choice but to take it, and it was not time-limited anyway, so it didn't matter that he took it up. As for the third task, it was a bit of a headache for Finn, but he still took it After all, he is a man, so how could he not dare to take two tasks about flirtin with girls?

Finn Lewis closed his eyes and let his mind wander, sniffing a faint scent, and his thoughts began to fly everywhere. He didn't know if this could be considered his strong suit. Anyway, he used to drift off. His thoughts were imaginative, and not putting them down in a novel was a waste of his talent.

“Hey.” Finn was jarred out of his thoughts when he felt a strong tremor, and he almost fell off his chair. He sat upright, only to realize that someone was beside him. He was a little dazed and asked, “Who are you?”

“Oh, oh, oh.” Finn finally recognized the girl's appearance. This was the same girl from before, right? Now that he saw her clearly, Finn felt he was very lucky. When he was in college, he had only met one Cora Franklin. Now, he'd randomly chosen a place to sit, and he'd ended up next to a beautiful girl.

This girl also had a decent appearance. What was she doing coming out this late at night? And why did she have to sit with him? Was it because she thought he looked too handsome and wanted to befriend him? When did he become so charismatic? Finn began to daydream again.

Looking at Finn's dazed face, the girl was completely speechless. Was this guy ill in the head? He totally seemed like a lunatic to her. “Hey, did you take your meds?” the girl asked in a delicate voice.

“Huh? What?” Finn snapped back to reality and asked instinctively.

“I asked if you took your meds before you came out?” the girl asked, her face full of confusion.

“You're the crazy one.” Finn rolled his eyes. “I mean, why is it that as soon as we meet, you start insulting people?”

“I didn't say anything. You were the one who said you're crazy. To be able to sit next to such a gorgeous girl and stay unaffected, how strong must your heart be?” The girl looked at Finn, curiosity evident in her voice.

Looking at the curious girl, Finn was speechless. Alright, I admit you're pretty, but isn't this a little narcissistic?

“Isn't this a bit narcissistic?” Finn rolled his eyes.

“Tch! Sitting alone so late, you definitely can't have a girlfriend. And when a beautiful girl strikes up a conversation with you, you completely ignore her, always lost in your thoughts. You're destined to be alone forever. Looking at you just now, you were probably thinking about how to pick up girls, weren't you?” The girl scoffed disdainfully.

It seemed like… I was indeed thinking about the third task? Finn was speechless. True, the third task was that headache-inducing one about flirting with girls. But how was that her business?

“I mean, lady, it's pitch-dark outside, aren't you scared sitting so close to a strange man like me? And how can you be sure I don't have a girlfriend? Perhaps, I'm waiting for a girl to bring me supper,” Finn said, feeling a bit irritated.

“Tch! You, waiting for a beautiful girl to bring you food? You probably also dream of a rich beauty serving you hand and foot as if you're a master, don't you?” the girl retorted.

“You guessed it all!” Finn shrugged.

“…If you really think so, you should go home, get cleaned up, and sleep. Perhaps you will soon achieve this goal,” the girl said, sounding somewhat exasperated..

Chapter end