Su Ziyu is no stranger to the bar, since he was sensible, he has been working alone outside, and he has been in any kind of environment. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info But since meeting the empty master and embarking on the path of cultivation, the lives of these ordinary people have become more and more distant. There are very few opportunities to actually sit down and relax with a drink. What's more, it's still in a foreign country, and it's a familiar and unfamiliar experience.

Sweeping away these messy thoughts, Su Ziyu took a shallow sip of the draft beer with foaming flowers in front of him, and let the slightly bitter alcohol stimulate his taste buds, Yun Chunyang had already briefly introduced this information with his thoughts.

"This man named Lonard has an ordinary background, and there is nothing out of the ordinary. The clues of the East China Sea Immortal Mountain, but it did come out of his mouth, and he didn't know who was manipulating it behind it. According to the intelligence officer, he also has a strange thing in his hand, and in just a few days, he has been in contact with many people. In order to wait and see, we have not yet controlled him......"

"There are a lot of masters mixed in here, and it seems that they are all coming for this guy. Su Ziyu nodded secretly.

The location of this bar called "Fever" is on the ground floor of an old building, covering an area of at least nearly 1,000 square meters, and there are about two or three hundred people as far as the eye can see, including the bartenders and bartenders. However, just by a cursory sweep of his thoughts, he sensed at least three or four strong aura. With such a high density of practitioners, regardless of whether asked, they should all have the same purpose.

Thinking of this, Su Ziyu's attention was completely focused on the target.

They were seated dozens of meters away from the bar, with several tables of drinkers in between. The roaring music mixed with noisy human voices pierced the eardrums, the smell of alcohol and sweat filled the surroundings, and the environment was chaotic, but it did not have much effect on Su Ziyu. The mind was concentrated, the thoughts were passed on, and the bearded Lonard was firmly locked, and even his voice could be heard clearly. This scruffy drunk, pouring a big sip of beer, spitting and boasting about something.

"So, you've recently made a fortune on Ronard?dear, what's the best way to keep it a secret from me?" spoke a blonde woman, despite her heavy makeup, heavy eyeshadow and lipstick could not hide her beautiful face, and what was even more eye-catching was that she was wearing a white crop top, and her lower body was ultra-short jeans that barely covered key parts, and a black rose could be faintly seen tattooed at the base of her leg. This kind of outfit can be frozen into a popsicle outside when the snow has just stopped, and even inside the bar, it can be said to be extremely cool.

At this time, this beupping woman was sitting on the high chair in front of the bar, slender thighs and leather heels, her tongue licking her hot red lips slightly, leaning forward to approach Ronard, as if she was completely unaware of the snow-white furrow on her chest that made him look clean.

Lonard greedily stared at the magnificent waves of the other party's upper body, secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then grinned to reveal the big yellow and black teeth: "No problem! Listen, Brigitte! I have a message in my hand about the sacred mountain of the sea, which is said to be full of gold and silver treasures, and there is also a magic medicine that can make people young forever and immortal. Now a lot of rich guys come to me to buy news, as long as you spread the news and bring someone to buy the news, I promise to give you a large share!"

As he spoke, he put his big hand on the other's snow-white thigh, stroking it unscrupulously.

"What? If you don't want to say it, forget it, what kind of bullshit is this. The smile on Brigitte's face froze suddenly, and she replied angrily.

"Believe me, it's true this time, I'm going to get rich!" Lonard saw that she didn't believe it, and lowered his voice to emphasize.

"fuck~off! Are you stealing the goods from somewhere? The Hammers know they won't let you go. Brigitte obviously didn't believe a word of what he said, and finally lost her patience, slapped away the big hand that had taken advantage of her for half a day, gave her middle finger viciously, and walked directly from her seat inside.

"Stinky biaozi, if you don't believe it, forget it, when Lao Tzu has money, he will definitely let you kneel on your toes!"

Seeing that the other party turned his face without saying a word, Langnard yelled a little angrily, picked up the beer in front of him and drank it hard, and then turned his head to look at Brigitte's hot body that shook and squeezed out of the crowd, his eyes were almost on fire, and he muttered a few words in his mouth, but he couldn't help but chase after him.

Su Ziyu, who was secretly paying attention to all this, couldn't help frowning, this kind of goods actually sold the news of the so-called sacred mountain everywhere, and made a lot of nonsense at the girls, no matter how you look at it, they are characters who can't even reach cannon fodder. But at this time, he vaguely felt that someone had chased after him, but he was not in a hurry, and his thoughts continued to be sensed from afar.

Ronard walked through the restroom area and finally found Brigitte at the back door. The woman was already wearing a thick fur coat by this time, and was standing in the back alley swallowing the clouds, and when she saw Ronard chasing him, she spat out a smoke ring at him with disdain.

The beard full of alcohol has already been on the brain, and the blood is boiling, even if the cold weather outside can't feel it, where can I care about this little provocation, and I have to hug each other in a hurry.

"What are you trying to do, get out of here!" Brigitte wasn't much to mess with, her right foot had been lifted by her arm, and her slender nail heels were already aimed at his instep, but Ronard's next move stopped her.

"Listen, you're cheap today, Lao Tzu has money, let me be refreshed!"

Lonard leaned in viciously to Brigitte's ear and ripped open the zipper, a large stack of green tickets bulging into the pockets of the lining, and her eyes were hot for a while.

"This shit luck guy is really rich! Just think you've been arched by a dog, for the sake of the green Franklin's face, it will make you soft in five minutes!"

Brigitte, who endured the stench in Ronard's mouth, cursed viciously in her heart, and the arms she pushed against the other party had become half-pushed, allowing the drunk to gnaw on her chest for a while.

But just as a man and a woman were about to marry, a loud whistle sounded not far away, followed by a chaotic laughter that froze the two of them completely.

"Look at this old dog!"

"With such cold weather, I doubt he can get hard. ”

"This girl is good!"

I saw that under the dim street lamp, there were four or five strong men with unkind faces, the bald head headed by them was wearing a leather coat, with a thick chain hanging on his chest, and a pair of slender eyes flashing with a fierce light on his pale face, but the most striking thing was that there was a hideous hammer tattooed on the top of his bare head, and the hammer was stained with blood.

"Boss Haroran...... It's none of my business......" Brigitte, who recognized her, pushed Lonard away, looked flattering, and retreated to the wall.

In Yancheng District, where dragons and snakes are mixed, it is impossible for an underground worker to run a single gang, and there will only be no scum left for people to eat, and Brigitte naturally has a local snake as a backer behind her. These backers take a cut of her skin and meat business, and in turn protect their own money-making machines. So she can scold when she opens her mouth in the face of an old gangster like Lonard without fake colors. But Brigitte knows deep down that there are still many characters here that she can't afford to mess with.

One of them is the notorious "Hammer Gang", these brutal thugs can walk sideways in a few nearby blocks, and they have a monopoly on the trade of duke goods, which shows the huge power of the gang. So she recognized at a glance that this bald head was one of the leaders of the Hammer Gang, Haroran, nicknamed "White Ghost".

However, "White Ghost" Haroran was obviously not interested in her skin business, and just stared at the beard that was also a little flustered with a cold gaze:

"Ronard, I hear you've been getting bigger lately. Do you know what happened to the last person who dared to sell goods in Yancheng District without my permission?"

Ronard's mind immediately appeared with a poor creature whose hands and feet were hammered by the hammer, and he raised his hands and laughed dryly: "Boss Haroran, you misunderstood, I definitely don't have the guts to sell goods on the territory of the Hammer Gang. I'm just doing a little bit of business. ”

"Oh, I'm also interested in making a fortune. The white ghost Haroran sneered.

Behind him, several big men had already surrounded him with bad intentions.

"No, no, no...... You're mistaken, Boss Haroran......" By this time, Ronard's wine had long since dissipated, and despite the cold weather, sweat began to form on his forehead, and he waved his hand back again and again.

But then, he seemed to think of something again, and he became bold: "Boss Haroran, you can't touch me, I'm ...... I'm doing things for the big guys!"

The white ghost Haroran raised his hand and motioned for his subordinates to stop, revealing a suspicious look: "Really? If you dare to lie, I promise you'll regret letting your mom come into the world. ”

However, before Ronard could reply, a slightly stiff voice sounded from behind him.

"Do you have news of Mount Kinabalu?"

A strange man in a trench coat came out of the shadows, his body was extremely tall, at least nearly two meters, but it felt a little weak, like a hanger to support clothes, making the wide trench coat look empty. The strange man also wears a large old-fashioned round hat on top of his head, the brim of which hangs down to completely cover most of his cheeks, making it difficult to see his appearance.

At this time, there were seven or eight people in the back alley, including the white ghost Haroran, and no one could see when the trench coat weird appeared.

"Get out of here!" the Hammers are on their way, their eyes are shining!" several of Haroran's men grimaced.

The trench coat didn't seem to hear the threat of this group of gangsters, but just asked Lonard in that strange voice, "Do you have news of the sacred mountain?"

This strange atmosphere obviously made Lonard's mind a little spindle, and he subconsciously replied with a stunned expression: "Yes." ”

Feeling that his authority was being defied, the white ghost Haroran habitually narrowed his eyes and said in a sinister manner: "Man, I don't know where you come from, but in the territory of the Hammer Gang, everything is up to me. ”

Several thugs stepped forward with a sneer, looking at the trench coat man with malicious eyes, and one of them protestantly lifted his coat to reveal a pistol half stuck in his clothes.

Caught between the two sides, Lonard and Brigitte were even more nervous, but suddenly heard the trench coat freak spit out a few words:

"Stupid humans. ”

Woohoo!

Without warning, a series of muffled screams rang out in the back alley, making people vomit, and then disappeared in less than a second.

Lonard only felt a few long black shadows flash in front of his eyes, and then disappeared, and he thought he was dazzled, and wanted to rub his eyes, but he heard a few pops, as if something had fallen to the ground.

One of the round objects slowly rolled not far in front of him, and by the dim street lamp, Ronard looked down!

A round human head, like a ball, rested next to the garbage can, and the broken neck seemed to have been cut by something extremely sharp, and it was extremely smooth. The eyes and mouth of the head were wide open, and the expression of the moment before death was completely frozen, and the red blood gurgled out of the broken mouth, meandering like a stream, and finally merged into the snowdrift that was swept to the side of the road, reflecting a strange luster in the light.

"Ahh

Brigitte, who was standing next to him, had just let out a terrible scream, but it immediately stopped abruptly.

Because at this moment, her gaze had already met the eyes of the strange man in the windbreaker who suddenly raised, only to see that the other party's eye sockets were almost completely occupied by the whites of the eyes, and there were only two black pupils smaller than pearls, which were cold and cruel to the extreme, making people feel boundless chill from the bottom of their hearts.

Like a chicken with her neck choked, Brigitte desperately gagged her mouth with her hands, and swallowed her screams back completely, only to stand in place and shiver.

"Do you have news of Mount Kinabalu?"

The trench-coat freak turned to look at Lonard and asked for a third time.

"Gege ......" Lonard could almost clearly hear the sound of his teeth fighting, but he woke up in extreme fear, and hurriedly pulled out an angular, egg-sized pitch-black stone from his pocket and stretched it out in front of the other party.

This small stone has extremely sharp edges and corners, even under the illumination of the street lamp, there is no reflection, and it is pitch black.

"The Sacred Stone in the Sacred Mountain...... , you can see the news of Mount Kinabalu. But I can't control it, sometimes it will appear, sometimes it won't, I swear, it's true, it's true!" Stimulated by the desire to survive, Lonard became fluent in speech, for fear that he would fall into the fate of the Hammer Gang in the next moment, and swore desperately.

The trench coat monster didn't pay any attention to his words, stared at the stone, and suddenly exhaled slightly.

The breath was formless and colorless, but it exuded a scorching temperature, and it was projected straight into Ronard's palm. Immediately after that, the surface of the black sharp stone is flooded with complex and fine lines, which look chaotic and irregular, but it seems to be some kind of mysterious symbol.

A faint white mist rose from the sharp stone, condensed into a ball in mid-air, changed several times, and finally froze into a small statue. The statue is dressed in ancient Greek robes, wears a crown of spikes, holds a book in its left hand, and holds a torch in its right hand.

The image of this statue is all too familiar to Ronard.

That's the Statue of Liberty!

He had never been so reverent as he was now, and he cried out incoherently and excitedly: "Look! I didn't lie to you, this is it, news from the sacred mountain!God forbid, hallelujah!" )