"In a few years, maybe Riverdale will no longer exist. ”

The old bartender sighed and said to Zuo Yi: "We old guys won't stay long. ”

It's not just the disappearance of tourists and the loss of its most important source of income, but also the fact that the unusual climate of Sassan has had a huge impact on the surrounding environment, and even the town's original livestock industry has been severely affected.

Many herders' cattle and sheep were killed by lightning, and everyone was forced to leave their homes and move to safer places.

But they couldn't hold out for long.

"Give me another glass of wine. ”

Zuo Yi handed the old bartender a hundred-dollar bill and asked, "When did this situation begin?"

"Thank you. ”

The old bartender took the bill and poured him a cup of Casasa, thought for a moment and replied, "It must have been August four years ago." ”

"It's July!"

An old cowboy sitting next to him corrected: "I remember very well, thunderstorms started in July!"

Four years ago in July!

Zuo Yi's heart sank, he came to Barparo in July four years ago, and then encountered a thunderstorm while hiking in Sassans.

According to the old bartender and the old cowboy, the thunderstorms in Sassan have not stopped since then.

That's where it gets interesting.

Zuo Yi couldn't help but fall into thought.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was a rumbling thunder outside, and the sky, which was originally quite clear, was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

Then the thunder became louder and louder, and from time to time lightning streaked across the sky, and the whole world seemed to collapse.

The old bartender was obviously accustomed to this, and he turned on the lights in the tavern and continued to chat with Zuo Yi.

At this time, the rain was pouring down outside, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the roof and glass windows, making a crackling sound.

Bang!

The door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open, and three big men rushed in with a curse.

Dressed in leather jackets, high leather boots, cowboy hats on their heads, and revolvers around their waists, they felt vicious and fierce, instantly breaking the original atmosphere of the tavern.

"Damn weather!"

A big man with a scar on his face strode up to the bar and said to the old bartender in a rough voice, "Get me two crates of Cassasa, hurry!"

The old bartender looked nervous, shook his head and said, "No, I don't have that many cachasas here." ”

The scar-faced man's face instantly became gloomy: "What's the matter, are you afraid that we won't be able to pay the money?"

He also turned his head and glanced at Zuo Yi, who was sitting next to him, and his eyes were quite unkind.

"There really aren't two boxes. ”

The old bartender smiled bitterly: "If you don't believe me, you can go to the cellar and see by yourself, I haven't bought it for a long time." ”

The tourists are long gone, and there are only a few old people left in the town who are barely breathing, and it is a miracle that his tavern has been able to support it until now, where is there still money to buy goods.

"Forget it. ”

The scar-faced man waved his hand irritably: "Bring me as many as you want, I want them all!"

The old bartender had no choice but to go to the cellar below and bring up the rest of the cashasa to the other party.

The scar-faced man asked his two companions to bring wine, and he pulled a few crumpled bills out of his pocket and threw them on the bar.

The old bartender's face showed that the money was obviously not enough, but in the face of the three heavily armed men, he swallowed his saliva and did not raise any objections.

Seeing that he knew him, the scar-faced man turned his head and left the tavern with a sneer.

The old bartender sighed, took the rag and wiped the bar, with a helpless bitter expression on his face.

Zuo Yi frowned and asked, "Who are they?"

The three big men who had just left looked neither like tourists nor local townspeople, but had a similar temperament to the gang members of the slums of St. George, which made him feel strange.

What are these people doing here?

Bang!

Before the old bartender could answer, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and the scar-faced man just now went and returned!

"You..."

He pointed at Zuo Yi and asked menacingly, "Is that Cherokee outside yours?"

Zuo Yi drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "It's mine, is there anything wrong?"

"It's mine now. ”

The scar-faced man grinned, revealing a mouthful of scorched teeth, "Give me the car keys." ”

As he spoke, his right hand pressed the handle of the pistol hanging from his waist.

The intimidation is unmistakable!

"Get out!"

Zuo Yi's answer was simple.

The scar-faced man was furious, and without thinking, he grabbed the revolver, ready to give Zuo Yi a little color.

But before he could pull out the pistol, an invisible force slammed into his body, and the whole person suddenly flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.

He flew straight out of the door from where he came from.

Bang!

The door to the tavern then closed, keeping out the sound of wind and rain and screams.

The old bartender and a few townspeople were dumbfounded: (⊙o⊙) (⊙o⊙) (⊙o⊙) (⊙o⊙)......

Just now they all thought that Zuo Yi was going to suffer a big loss, but they never expected that the fierce and vicious guy would be punished.

And Zuo Yi's expression did not change in the slightest, as if he had just driven away the flies just now, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

He put down his glass and tapped his finger on the bar.

The old bartender came to his senses and quickly added a glass of wine to Zuo Yi, while looking at the door rather worriedly.

The old bartender feared that the men would come back for revenge.

But his worries were apparently unfounded, and soon the roar of the engine starting was heard outside, and it disappeared in the distance.

The other party ran away.

"They're thunderstone hunters. ”

The old bartender secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I must have come from the camp in Sassans." ”

The widespread thunderstorm that occurred four years ago turned the former sacred site of trekkers into a forbidden place of death, and after many travelers died, no one dared to go deeper.

Later, a local herdsman found a very peculiar stone near Sassam, which had a strong feeling of electric shock when touched, and it was quite beautiful in black and blue.

This stone was named "Thunderstone" by the locals, meaning a gemstone produced in thunder and lightning, and was sold for a high price.

Then the treasure hunters, known as the "Thunderstone Hunters", heard the news and built a camp on the edge of Sassons, risking their lives to enter Sassan in search of Thunderstone.

The number of thunder stones is very scarce, and the danger of searching and digging is extremely high, so the thunderstone hunters who can hold on are all daring outlaws.

The camp of the Thunderstone Hunters is not far from Riverdale, and sometimes they will run to the town to buy supplies.

The townsfolk are very disgusted with the Thunderstone Hunters, but they are helpless.