(Chapter 46 has been sent out a long time ago, and the results have been reviewed, and there may be sensitive words, and it is estimated that it will not be displayed until tomorrow.) い用┆夢┆小┆說,)

Bourbon Street, New Orleans, Louisiana.

"Peng!"

The bar's wooden two-way spring door was slammed open, and then a figure was thrown out of it, rolling on the ground several times in a row, and passers-by around him avoided and let out exclamations.

"Hahaha! Fuck off, idiot. ”

"Be careful that you can't get out of bed!"

"Dare to break your leg again!"

Several fierce-looking strong men sneered, glanced at them with disdain, and quickly disappeared behind the dangling wooden door.

Capote lying on the ground? Truman gasped with difficulty, turned over, and shook his head with his back to the sky, the "Banished Lafayette Tavern" sign flashing above his head, as if he was also laughing at the young man who had just been beaten up by fat and thrown out of the door.

The startled passers-by just glanced at him casually, pointed for a moment, and quickly resumed their respective actions, but they all avoided it from a distance, obviously becoming accustomed to such things.

After a few moments, Capote blinked, struggled to his feet, stared at the door of the bar with clenched teeth, and then spat blood-red on the ground, turning sharply towards the end of the street.

Those damn bastards!

It's clear that you're setting yourself up, thinking you haven't found out that they're tired?!

The young man, who had the same surname as a certain president but had nothing to do with it, knew very well why he was thrown out, but he wasn't prepared to swallow the sulk and leave with his tail between his legs like the other soft eggs.

Although he is alone, he is not out of the way to take revenge.

He stumbled a few corners, and soon slipped into an alley, which was just over the middle of the afternoon, and the sky was still bright, so he could clearly see a row of small stairs that had slanted down in front of him. Walk briskly down, down the stairs to an iron door at the end, and knock hard.

"I was introduced by Leitt, Leitt? Bonnie. ”

There was a rattle behind the door. A moment later, the small iron window above was opened from the inside, revealing a rough black face of no apparent age, staring at Capote outside.

"What's the matter?"

"Give me 2 'P's...... No, give me a bottle! ”

Capote hurriedly wiped the spilled nosebleed with his hand. Then he bent down and pulled out the last crumpled green bill from the sole of his shoe.

"Not enough, 450 yuan for a bottle."

The black face didn't take it, but said coldly.

Capote hesitated, he didn't need to rummage around because all the money had already been won by those bastards. However, he was already a little impatient when he saw the black face behind the door, and he quickly gritted his teeth when he was completely occupied by anger, and took out a ring hanging from his neck from the collar, looked at it nostalgically, and still did not hesitate to remove it and stuff it through the small window.

"I'll trade this for this! It's worth more than a thousand, and I'll redeem it soon. ”

Blackface was stunned. He glanced Capote up and down a few times, then motioned for him to hand it over.

The iron window was closed again, and after a while, it was opened again, and a small sky blue bottle was thrown out, drawing a dexterous arc in the air, Capote hurriedly caught it, and couldn't wait to open it and pour it out, a few crystal shining small transparent pills rolled down in the palm of his hand, like a pure jewel, eye-catching.

Capote had occasionally tasted this mysterious thing from a friend. All he knew was that everyone called this baby "P", and after eating it, he would not only become extremely excited, but also energetic. You can go days and nights without sleeping, and even your strength has increased a lot.

Of course, he knew that he wouldn't be able to beat those bastards if he went back like this, but with these treasures, it was different.

So he poured two pills into his mouth almost immediately, and hurried down the stairs back into the empty alley. Within a few minutes, the familiar feeling came back to me.

The senses became extremely sensitive, the brain was running frantically, and the body was filled with a growing sense of strength, and I only felt that I could knock down a cow with one punch!

However, as the feeling of extreme excitement appeared, the anger in Capote's heart seemed to be poured with boiling oil, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were bright red, and he only wanted to go back and kill those bastards immediately.

Inadequate! And more!

The idea of moderation was instantly thrown out of the clouds under the stimulation of this strange drug, and Capote swallowed all the remaining pills while hurrying out, and the azure vial was directly pinched and exploded by him.

Come on! Bastard!

The wooden spring door was slammed open and slammed into the walls on either side with a loud sound that immediately alarmed the people in the bar.

Although the name of Lafayette's bistro is strange, the interior space is not small, not far from the right hand side of the entrance is a long bar, another open space with nearly twenty tables, and a little inside, there is a large open space where pool tables and dartboards and other entertainment facilities are placed.

Several tattooed men standing in front of the billiard table, drinking beer and swearing, were stunned for a moment, but soon saw Capote appearing at the door, glanced at each other, and let out a hearty laugh.

"Hey! Isn't this the poor worm just now? ”

"Could it be that the chrysanthemum is itching again, and I need to give you a pass?"

"Hahaha, come on, Daddy loves you!"

"Be gentle, Mardy, little poor ...... hurt"

These people are spewing foul language unscrupulously, completely ignoring the unlucky Capote, who has just been beaten up by fat, almost amusing him as a clown and a toy.

The brawny man known as Mardy grinned across several wine tables and approached, his sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, revealing his thick arms, swinging the pool cue in his hand, and playfully poking Capote's chest, who had his head down.

"Poor little one, how about this size? If you're worried about not being cool enough, there's a bigger one......"

He didn't notice Capote's lowered red eyes at all, and when he saw that the other party was unresponsive, he continued to poke left and right with a pool cue like a pet, and from time to time he looked back at his companion and laughed triumphantly.

Under the stimulation of this bastard, Capote's wheezing became more and more intense, and his chest continued to rise and fall, not because he felt strained to breathe, but under the impact of the rolling medicine, it seemed that countless hot currents were running wildly in his body, stimulating his brain to be extremely excited, almost on the verge of losing control.

His hearing had grown stronger, and even though the bar was full of people and confused voices, he could still hear a few bastards laughing at him.

I'm going to kill you!

Capote looked up suddenly, his red eyes glaring straight at the strong man in front of him as if blood might spill out at any moment.

"Smack!"

When Maldy swung the club again, he was immediately slapped away, and the power that gradually exploded was exerted, and the upper half of the tough maple pool cue broke directly.

Maldi only felt a numbness in his hand, and the billiard cue had been thrown far away, almost hitting the people watching the excitement next to him. (To be continued.) )