Chapter 1244: The Problem of Money

1st arrondissement, 2nd Street, Breaker's Bar.

It's a gathering place for idle people, and the average person doesn't come here to drink, because the bar has long been occupied by mercenaries. The owner of the bar was also a mercenary, and it is said that he is very powerful and has a high prestige. Eight. The wars that took place in the world in the nineties, such as the Gulf War and so on, all took part in the war.

Probably the only one who can serve the mercenaries well, and the Breaker's Bar is always full of violence and revenge. But it can always be well controlled here, and even the hostile mercenaries can sit there and drink unharmed, and they will never be killed. Of course, fights are inevitable, but both sides are very face-saving to the boss.

Another point is that the Breaker Bar is a vacuum, and the arbiters will not be here to enforce the rules.

Walking into the bar, Xiao Yuanchao was greeted by all kinds of rotten atmosphere. The mercenaries were there drinking wine, playing cards, smoking marijuana, and playing with women, without any scruples. A fierce bartender stood at the counter and shouted, no matter who asked for wine, he always slammed the glass with a cold face, as if these were enemies, not guests.

Seeing Xiao Yuanchao walking in, the noisy bar suddenly quieted down, and all eyes were focused on his face.

A blood feast made everyone in the first district know him. Maybe more people don't know that he is the Red Murderer, but in the mercenary world of the first district, it has already spread. Secrets can't be kept, and secrets that many people know can't be kept.

"A glass of water." Xiao Yuanchao walked to the bar and snapped his fingers at the bartender.

"You're the winner of the Blood Feast? The red murderer who blew up the African logistics base with a tactical nuclear warhead? The bar stared at Xiao Yuanchao and asked.

"My name is so loud?" Xiao Yuanchao said with a smile: "Yes, I'm the one who is an eyesore, give me a glass of water." ”

The bartender, who didn't have a good face for all the guests, smiled, took a glass of water and handed it over, "Do you want to add a little honey water or lemon?" The water doesn't taste like it tastes good, and everyone who comes here chooses to drink some wine. ”

Xiao Yuanchao shook his head and refused, picked up the water and drank it all.

At this moment, seven or eight strong mercenaries threw down the things in their hands and slowly surrounded Xiao Yuanchao in the center, with a thick hostility on their faces.

"You're the Red Murderer? But that's it! I heard you won a lot of money, right? A mercenary stared at Xiao Yuanchao and asked.

Xiao Yuanchao didn't pay attention to the other party, he took out a cigar and put it in his mouth, lit it as if no one was around, and took a deep puff. He really didn't have any interest in these mercenaries, that's all.

"Miscellaneous, Lao Tzu's money is all lost!" Another mercenary angrily scolded: "You're just a damn guy, who let you win?" Why don't you die? ”

It seems that these mercenaries are all losing money, and they are unwilling to lose money. If Xiao Yuanchao died, they would win money, but Xiao Yuanchao was still alive and sat here drinking water.

"These guys are always so annoying, don't worry, they're just scolding, and they don't dare to do anything here." The bartender poured another glass of water and handed it to Xiao Yuanchao and said, "But you helped me win money, haha, I won a full forty-five thousand dollars!" ”

"It's a lot, 45,000 dollars can go to Las Vegas and have a good gamble, and then eat a big meal of oysters, find two girls to have a hard meal. Good luck, man. Xiao Yuanchao took a sip of water with a smile.

"But you haven't paid the money yet, I heard that you're in charge of this matter, right?" The bar asked with a smile.

The news wore quickly, and basically nothing escaped the ears and eyes of the mercenaries. In the First District, mercenaries are perhaps the largest mob group. It's a pity that they are not an underworld, if it were an organized underworld, the situation here would be different.

Because many mercenaries are mortal enemies, it is absolutely impossible to cooperate together.

"The problem of money ......" Xiao Yuanchao shrugged his shoulders and said, "No, or the problem of money can be solved in another way, I am here for this matter." ”

Hearing this, the mercenaries who were still sitting there stood up one after another and stared at Xiao Yuanchao, who was sitting in front of the bar. They are all bettors, and if they can't get their winnings back, they will naturally be very unhappy. Remember, in Hell City, mercenaries are thugs.

"Good luck." The bartender patted Xiao Yuanchao on the shoulder, turned around and walked out the back door.

The bartender is the spokesperson of the bar owner, and the bartender's absence means that the bar owner is not there. When the bar owner is not there, no one can suppress what is going to happen here.

"You're going to have to die here today!" The mercenary had a murderous face.

Hearing this, Xiao Yuanchao stood up abruptly and swung his fist at the other party.

"Bang!"

The sound of fists clashing against his cheeks sounded, and the mercenary fell to the ground like a dead stake. Blood flowed outward from his seven orifices, his eyes bulged outward, and his body twitched constantly.

Xiao Yuanchao punched the other party to death, without the slightest mercy!

"Lose money." Xiao Yuanchao sat down again, faced the mercenary and said, "I'm here to talk to the one who wins the money." Those who lose money are not qualified to trouble me, otherwise I will let you all see God and taste the angelic taste of the supposedly intersex people. ”

Several mercenaries were shocked, they saw Xiao Yuanchao's violence and arrogance, and they didn't even dare to say a word.

What the mercenary world respects is strength, and it is a change to kill a person with one punch. state exists, but alone in the encirclement and dare to take the initiative to kill, such a guy is very rare.

"Let's go!"

A mercenary looked resentful, picked up the corpse on the ground and prepared to leave.

"Let's go? Where to go? Xiao Yuanchao smiled and said to the mercenaries on the periphery: "It is said that the rich are the bosses, and I look very unhappy with these guys who are looking for trouble when they lose their red eyes." Whoever takes them out, I'll solve his money! Of course, not only the money he deserves, but also the commission I pay. Do you accept employment? Or rather...... Choose to be on my side, or on theirs? ”

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

The tavern fell into a riot in an instant, and several mercenaries surrounding Xiao Yuanchao were beaten to death by the surrounding mercenaries. It was a catastrophe, a catastrophe that none of them had anticipated.

Thugs are like that.

"Red Murderer, it's time for you to give us an explanation." A mercenary captain smiled at Xiao Yuanchao and said, "I know that you have a good relationship with the lurkers, and you are even more brothers with Zhao Ziyang, the leader of the lurkers, so I am willing to listen to your explanation." But one thing, if you don't come up with a good explanation, you'll become just like them! We just want the money we deserve! ”

Mercenaries only need money, nothing else has anything to do with them.

This matter is now in charge of Xiao Yuanchao, so Xiao Yuanchao has to give them money!