Nulai City, Crown District, D31 Street.

The Crown District is the largest district in Nulai, but also the most backward and the worst in law and order, where millions of immigrants are inhabited, and there are many gangs, murder, shooting, robbery, theft, contraband trafficking, smuggling and other crimes.

So in the middle of the night, the streets of the Crown District are mostly empty, almost all the shops are closed, only a few gangs are still roaming, and no other pedestrians are seen.

Except for the sound of sirens in the distance, it was quiet.

But the silence was soon shattered by the muffled roar of the engines, and one after another black armored cars drove into D31 Street, as if it were a rushing torrent.

A few of the outlaws who were hiding on the street corner and were trading were frightened, and they ran away and disappeared into the nearby alleys under the cover of night, like rats chased by wild cats.

Several armored vehicles stopped in front of a bar on D31 Street, and the cars behind followed closely.

The six-storey building where the bar is located looks like a century-old building, which is dilapidated due to a long lack of maintenance and restoration.

On the exterior wall of the terrace on the second floor, there is a crooked sign with the neon sign "OldMan" on and off, which is in danger of collapsing at any time.

The Old Man's Bar is the only place on this street that is still open.

Orange light shines through the glass panes of the gate, casting mottled marks on the sidewalk.

A dozen armored vehicles lined up in a long line, which soon blocked the road in front of the bar.

With the sound of mechanical gears turning, the roof of the armored car was lifted, and the automatic turrets were raised, and the black hole of the cannon was aimed at the old man's bar, as if facing a great enemy.

Immediately afterward, a heavily armed SWAT team member jumped out of the armored vehicle, wearing helmets and body armor and armed with assault rifles, and quickly broke into the building where the bar was located.

The second to sixth floors of the building are residential houses, most of which are inhabited by immigrants, and at two or three o'clock in the morning they sleep most soundly, only to be awakened by a series of rough knocks on the door.

"NYPD, open the door!"

The Nulet police knocked on the door with a fierce look, and told all the residents to evacuate immediately in an unquestioning tone, they are like ferocious cats that have broken into a rat's nest, destined to become a nightmare for many people.

Bang!

Suddenly gunshots rang out in the building.

It wasn't the SWAT officers who were evacuating the residents who were firing, because the assault rifles they were armed with were equipped with high-spec silencers, and the gunfire was not so loud at all.

“Shit!”

Max Carter, the commander of operations standing next to an armored vehicle, cursed violently, and various cacophony sounds were coming from the headphones he was wearing.

There were several gang members in the building, most likely wanted figures, so they misunderstood the evacuation of the police and took out their weapons to follow the SWAT officers who came to the door desperately.

Needless to say, the fate of these fools is that they are facing the most elite special operators in all of Nulai, and among them are powerful transcendents.

It's just that in this way, the target in the bar must be alarmed, if the other party breaks through now...

Max Carter's scalp tingled when he thought about it, and he scolded his boss in his heart for making this plan - he simply didn't take the lives of his subordinates seriously!

He could only hope that reinforcements from the Iron Wings would arrive soon.

And at this moment in the old man's bar, the atmosphere is still very calm, as if it is another world.

There was only one guest, sitting at the bar and drinking.

The bartender, an old black man with gray hair, was wiping glasses.

When the gunshots rang out from above the building, he couldn't help frowning, and said to the drinker in front of him: "Sir, it's late, we're closing, you should go home too, do you need me to call a taxi for you?"

It was a kind reminder that while the sound of gunfire had long been a part of life for the old black man who had lived in the Crown District for decades, his instincts told him that danger existed.

For the safety of this pleasant-looking guest, the old black man was willing to pay a little favor to call a reliable driver.

"Thank you. ”

Zuo Yi smiled and said, "But I don't need it for the time being, please give me another glass of whiskey." ”

After completing the "cleaning" of the Prechi Manor, Zuo Yi returned to the city of Nulai, because his identity was very sensitive, so he did not check into the hotel, but found a remote bar, intending to deal with it until dawn.

Wayne Leslie died, the head of the Leslie family, the staff bearer of the Council of Knowledge, who had committed suicide and blasted his head with a large-caliber pistol in his study.

He obviously wanted to keep all the secrets in this way, but Zuo Yi came just in time to seal his soul with the Soul Gem before it could return to the River Styx.

The ensuing search was also quite fruitful, and at the same time, Zuo Yi also killed hundreds of members of the Leslie family who were judged to be in the evil camp, basically destroying this famous family.

In the process, St. George was never seen again.

I thought it was over, but I didn't expect someone to come to the door - of course, the movement outside couldn't hide Zuo Yi.

The old black bartender gave him a deep look, picked up the bottle and poured him another glass of whiskey.

"Thank you. ”

Zuo Yi took out a wad of US bills and threw it on the bar: "This is tonight's wine money." ”

The old black man was stunned: "Too much." ”

The banknote is the largest denomination, and this pile is 10,000 dollars, which is almost his income for three months.

Zuo Yi drank two or three pieces of wine at most.

"More is a tip. ”

Zuo Yi waved his hand: "Thank you for accompanying me so late." ”

These were only a fraction of the trophies he had seized tonight, and in addition to the large amount of dollar bills, there were hundreds of gold bars and gold bricks.

Zuo Yi plans to donate this wealth and use it to help some people in need.

Back then, in the world of Sadeya, he did a lot of things to rob evil and help good, and his faith value was brushed up.

"You are such a generous guest. ”

The old black bartender accepted the generous gift with a smile, put the money in a drawer, thought for a moment and said, "I used to be a singer, let me sing you a few songs." ”

Zuo Yi snapped his fingers: "Good!"

The old black bartender took off an old guitar hanging from the wall, sat down on a stool, tuned the pitch, and plucked the strings.

He opened his mouth to sing: "Leaving my beautiful hometown and coming to this black city, I thought I could find my dream, but I didn't expect the reality to be so cruel, and a warm heart was crushed by a ruthless vehicle..."

In the old black bartender's vicissitudes and sad singing, the door of the bar was quietly pushed open.

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