At ten o'clock in the evening, the hustle and bustle of the small town of Uturan still did not cease.

In the Bura church district by the sea, the streets are lit with neon, and the roadside drinking girls swagger their buttocks and long legs, and from time to time a girl pulls a happy man into the bar and pushes open the chest-high wooden door, and the laughter inside rushes into the street like a wave, diluting the cold air around him.

This is a bar full of retro flavor of the 14th century, the tables and chairs are all woodwork, the empty courtyard does not have any measures to protect the privacy of the guests, there are more than a dozen sets of tables and chairs without paying attention, and the guests who do not know each other can freely share the table, and some female guests and the male guests at the same table have a few drinks, and the first two have hugged each other and kissed affectionately.

The atmosphere of the whole bar is hot, and in this hot atmosphere, customers in a dark corner are pouring themselves drinks.

He ordered a bottle of 80 degrees of vodka, but he kept pouring wine into his mouth one after another, as if he was unaware of the throat-cutting spirit, as if his sense of taste and sensation had failed, and the people who noticed him only thought that he was frustrated with life and had come to drink sullen wine.

At this time, the young man who had come to drink in the eyes of others was scanning the guests in the bar with the corner of his eye, and finally fixed his eyes on a sturdy Luo man.

The man was tattooed with a red wolf's head, and the wolf's head tattooed on his arm was as if it were real, his eyes were shining, and a pair of fangs were even more striking in the dim light.

At the same table with the men, there were two women and three men, all five of whom formed a circle around the men with a letter of support, raised wine glasses in their hands, and frequently toasted the men.

After the man drank the bottle of wine he ordered in front of him, he burped, patted his chest, and raised his voice: "Haha! You don't know what the eldest brother did when he took us to Huaguo this time, it's really an eye-opener! ”

"Say it quickly!" The petite one of the two women, Wen Yan, stood up, walked straight to the man's side, and then sat on the man's thick thighs with ease, hooked his arms around the man's neck, rolled his eyes, and said coquettishly: "Grar, don't sell it, say it quickly!" ”

"Okay, I said, don't hug me so tightly, or you will strangle me, what can I say." The man jerked off the petite woman's ass before he continued, "This time I killed dozens of people with my eldest brother and hung them all on the roof of the building, which is really ...... Spectacular! Yes, it's spectacular! ”

"Yikes!" The petite woman was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, her face turned a little pale, her voice trembled, she clenched her fist and gently knocked the man's chest, and asked with a smile: "Grar, what you said is false, right?" Huaguo is a country with a legal system, if you really want to kill dozens of people, how did you run back? ”

The petite woman thought that Gral was bragging, and the others stared at Gral with questioning eyes, except for a young man in his early twenties with dyed white hair who raised his glass to Gral, and exclaimed, "Glar, your trip is really interesting, Brother Sigru is really a hero." Raguel, I gave you a few hundred dollars last time you said to help me get a place in the club, has the matter settled? ”

"Haha, this matter has to wait, we will come back from Huaguo, and we will rectify it again, and when the rectification is over, I will tell my eldest brother about it." Glaal snorted, and anyone could tell that Glaal was perfunctory to the young man, but the young man apparently didn't care about spending a few hundred dollars, so he just shrugged his shoulders, drained the glass of wine, and called the waiter to refill it.

Seeing that the young man had been fooled, Glaal secretly wiped his sweat, and then smiled arrogantly, kneaded and kneaded the most upright part of the woman sitting on his lap, and continued to say to everyone: "This time our trip is too thrilling, after smashing an enemy's nest, we were pursued by the remaining forces, we went around left and right, broke through front and back, and it took half a month to return to Luo from Huaguo, and only returned to Uturan yesterday evening. If it weren't for my unusual status in the club, I would have been busy cleaning up my room like other ordinary members, worrying about where to sleep tonight. Ha ha! ”

Glaar's words caused the two women present to stare at him with adoring eyes, and the three young men present also showed yearning expressions.

As for the other listeners, they should have no ears.

When I heard this kind of rhetoric in a bar in Uturan, no police inspector came forward to arrest anyone, and the person who spoke was regarded as a dangerous person, because this is Uturan!

It's not that there are no people with a strong sense of justice who come forward, but the end will not be too good, so everyone turns a blind eye to the thugs who show off how many people they have killed in public, and treat them as if they were air.

Others would treat Glar as air, but neither would the young man who had been spying on him.

He reached down the brim of his hat to cover his face of distinctly Chinese descent, his eyes cloudy and murderous in the dim light.

This young man is none other than Gu Yang.

Even if he had been prepared, but hearing Glaar talking about his crimes in China in a show-off tone, Gu Yang forcibly endured the murderous intent that surged in his heart, but he drank faster, and soon drank a bottle of liquor, and called the waiter to add two bottles.

Obviously, Glaal is not ready to show off his 'results' directly, but slowly finishes it while enjoying the worship of the people around him.

As Glaal spoke, the faces of the young men sitting around him showed surprise or fear from time to time, but always with a look of excitement.

It wasn't until Glaar said he had proposed to hang those who had been killed from the roof of the building that there was a crunch of glass falling to the ground in the noisy bar.

If this voice were in a quiet place, it would almost pierce the eardrums, but in this room, when everyone was talking about their own affairs, the voice was so inaudible.

Therefore, Gu Yang, who didn't care about breaking the wine glass, and Glaar, who was interrupted by this voice, frowned, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand the young man who accidentally lost his eyes, but when he met the young man's red eyes, the words that were ready to teach him a lesson choked in his throat and could no longer speak.

What a look that is!

Although Glaal has a penchant for bragging, he has indeed followed Sigru through several head-to-head duels and fights, and naturally knows that the other party's eyes are full of killing intent, and that look is like substance, once he is targeted by the other party, Glaal is sure that the person who is targeted will not end up very wonderful.

"Grar?" The petite woman who had been paralyzed in Glaar's arms saw Glaal staring straight at the dark corner, her eyebrows were flying, she reached out and twisted it on Glaar's waist, and when she saw Glaal finally looking back at herself dissatisfied, she asked unsatisfied: "What happened later?" You have killed people and declared war on the enemy, but what about the enemy? Didn't take revenge on you? How did you escape? Or did the great Mr. Sigru lead you to fight behind the enemy before returning to the country? ”

At the end of each story, Glar never forgets to promote his boss, Sigru, but Glar's knowledge is limited and his wording is not satisfactory. The reason why the previous story can make everyone interested is because the story itself is thrilling and has black and red colors, which is fascinating.

But even if everyone knows what Grar's ending is, they still have to pretend to be in high spirits and ask questions, otherwise it is likely that the next time they ask Graal to tell his experience, Graal will make it a suspense drama at a critical time.

Sure enough, this time Glar's ending is still "Under the leadership of Lord Sigru, we have overcome many obstacles and returned to the country of Luo." But this experience is the most dangerous experience I have ever had, and you don't know how powerful the other person is, and if it weren't for the help of one of us, maybe I wouldn't have been able to come back. Even Lord Sigru said that this time a little attention offended a tiger, but fortunately we have no plans to go to China again in the past two years. If you run into that opponent again, it's not certain who will die. ”

"Cut!" The young man let out a soft snort, leaned back in the chair, and said disapplausively: "That's just Big Brother Sigru's modesty, what kind of opponent can let Lord Sigru leave his life, I'll mess with him!" ”

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and slammed it into the table, but unfortunately the table did not shatter because of his fist, but only shook a few times before returning to normal.

The facilities at this bar are also specially made according to the characteristics of the guests here, and in terms of sturdiness alone, it is absolutely excellent.

Gu Yang stared at the young man with a faint look in his eyes, and saw that this young man's cultivation was not high, and it was likely that he had not even touched the edge of the transformation realm.

If such a young man joined Sigru's team, Gu Yang was sure that within a week, this young man's tombstone would appear in the cemetery group of Uturan.

However, what will happen to this young man, and what does it matter to him Gu Yang.

Gu Yang laughed at himself, stripped the brilliance in his eyes, and once again turned into a poor and destitute appearance, bowing his head and drinking stuffy wine.

Seeing this, Glaar, who had been paying attention to Gu Yang, put his mind at ease, knowing that he had just been too careful, and regarded an ordinary guest as a spy.

However, this kind of multi-heartedness is what Sigru has confessed, if you find a suspicious person in the near future, you must pay attention to observe, if you find that the other party is hostile, don't startle the snake, and report directly back to the meeting to the person in charge of intelligence.

Glar felt that such an arrangement by Sigru was really redundant, especially when he found a suspicious person to report it last time, but after the investigation, he was just an ordinary citizen, and because of this, he was reprimanded by the head team leader for a meal of wine bags and rice bags, Glar felt that the establishment of an intelligence investigation team was completely a tool for some people to seek favoritism.

Graal poured a full glass of brandy into his mouth, and the hot choking sensation made him cough twice.

"That's it!" Glaal finished his drink and stood up, "My story is finished, and I will go to the night patrol guard next day, and we will meet again another day." ”