The middle-aged man after the fist was blocked wanted to attack again, but he heard Jack call Bauer his father, and Jack's current appearance was extremely terrifying, and his surprised expression did not seem to be fake at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The middle-aged man's momentum was retracted, and despite the fact that his fist was still being grabbed by the other party, he asked cautiously, "What did you say just now??" Captain Bauer, do you call him, Dad? “

Jack didn't let it seem as if he hadn't heard the question on the other side, and still asked word by word, "You, say it again, my father, the noose mercenary group, what's wrong?" “

At this time, a continuous shrill whistle sounded on the street outside the bar, and the middle-aged man's face changed slightly, of course he knew very well that this was the town's communication whistle calling the escorts, and it was estimated that the riot in the bar had been seen and notified to the Sakhalin Guards.

He hurriedly grabbed Jack with his backhand and whispered, "If you want to know the details, come with me, this is not the place to talk." “

Jack followed the middle-aged man into the backyard of the bar, and from under the messy pile of firewood and grass, the middle-aged man pulled open a movable wooden plank, and after pulling out the plank, there was a secret passage. The two of them walked around the secret passage for 5 or 6 minutes, and when they came out again, it was under a stable. After coming out of the stable and walking through two streets, he came to a tall mansion, the middle-aged man stepped forward and knocked on the door, two short and one long, after repeating three times, after a while, the door was slowly opened from the inside, and the middle-aged man walked in with Jack.

In the main hall, a gray-haired old man was smoking a long pipe with his back to the two, and the thick lump of soot on the ground proved that the old man had been sitting here for a long time, and bursts of smoke filled the entire hall.

After seeing the old man, the middle-aged man's attitude became extremely restrained, and after taking a step forward respectfully, he bowed down and asked, "Boss, this person said that he was the child of Bauer's predecessors, but he only had a message and no supplif, I weighed it and brought it to you first." “

When the old man heard Bauer's name, his back trembled visibly, and he slowly turned around and looked at Jack.

It was an old man with a haggard face, a messy white beard and hair that had obviously not been carefully groomed in days, and the right sleeve that had turned around was empty, apparently his right arm had long since been lost. But none of this was seen by Jack, and the only thing he was concerned about now was his father's situation. After seeing the old man turn around, Jack didn't care about anything else, he took two steps in front of the old man, stretched out his hand and was about to grab the old man's collar, and at the same time shouted loudly, "Where is my father??" What's wrong with my daddy???!! “

However, his hand did not touch the old man, and the old man lit his knee with a long pipe in one hand, and Jack fell to the ground and kicked up a cloud of smoke.

"Before answering your question, let me ask you a question, if old Bauer is really your father, then in addition to mare's milk wine, it should be the strongest, medium-rare. Has he ever told you what gesture he wants to make to greet his elders? After the old man lit Jack, he put the cigarette holder in his mouth again, and after taking a puff of the cigarette and spit it it out, he asked lightly.

After the pain in Jack Ninja's knee got up, he thought about it carefully and remembered that after his father told him this code, he did teach him a gesture, but he forgot it when he was docking at the bar before. After thinking about it, Jack clasped the middle and index fingers of both hands together, put his thumbs together and palms up, and made a very strange gesture.

After the middle-aged man saw him make this gesture, he breathed a long sigh in his heart, just when Jack rushed towards the old man, he was already ready to grab the other party, and he was not completely relieved until this moment.

After seeing Jack gesture, the old man's cold face began to tremble slightly, he threw aside the cigarette pouch and pot that had never left his left hand, reached out and helped Jack to sit beside him, looking at Jack's young face, the old man seemed to remember something, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and two lines of turbid tears flowed down his wrinkled face.

"Child, you should be called Little Jack, the last time I saw you was a baby, it's been twenty years...... It's a pity, my old friend ............"

The middle-aged man saw that the two had started to talk, so he quietly retreated and closed the door casually, there were two people with cold faces standing outside the door at the moment, the middle-aged man nodded slightly to the two, and explained that it was confirmed that it was his own person, nothing happened, and then returned to the rose bar along the way to prepare for the finishing work.

On the side of the bar, after the middle-aged man and Jack left, it was even more noisy, everywhere were people staring at glasses, sticking out their tongues, dripping saliva, screaming and fighting, there were war groups everywhere, no matter whether the previous person had just beaten himself, or who he had just beaten, catch the person closest to him and continue to fight, everything, this is no longer for the pleasure of simply fighting, but just to vent the primitive desires that have been suppressed for a long time after entering the city, broken wine bottles, cups, wooden wine barrels, benches, Torn fabrics of clothes are scattered in every corner of the bar......

The most pitiful thing in it is probably the dancing girls who were held hostage to the corner, after the chaos began, a few of them wanted to quietly hide from the corner with few people and sneak away, but they didn't notice that they had already been targeted by the hungry men with red eyes after being stimulated by alcohol, so when they just got to the corner, they were picked up by seven or eight strong men like eagles catching chickens, and thrown onto the broken sofa in the corner of the bar. The pitiful clothes they had on their bodies were torn to pieces of cloth in an instant. Although they are dancing girls who sell laughter in the bar, they are also reduced to this place for various reasons, especially working here, just to make a living for money, when one of the torn women just shouted "Wait, wait a minute, don't touch the old lady, last time five silver coins, five ......"

It's a pity that before she finished speaking, she was slapped on her face by a hairy thick palm, and with a "snap", her eyes were full of gold stars and the corners of her mouth were bleeding. Then, she felt her legs being forcefully parted, and a sharp dry pain came from below, and she was about to scream in pain, but she was gagged by a large mouth with bad breath. The other women were the same, their screams and begs for mercy were of no help and only made the people who had been transformed into beasts more pleasant and wreatheting.

The chaotic situation of the hundred and ten people in the bar makes the thieves who mingle in these dark places every day excited, if it goes well, almost everyone can go home with a full load, especially a few of the masters, whose chests have been stuffed with many money bags, jewels and some delicate and beautiful weapons, people of all professions in the Valoran continent, even if they are financially difficult, like to collect one or two of their favorite and practical weapons, whether it is a mercenary who plays with knives and guns every day, or an assassin who hides in the dark and plays with a dagger every day, Or a magician who holds a fine staff high above and defies everything. Several master thieves who have gained a lot of harvest know the truth of collecting when they see it, so they speed up the pickpocketing after hearing the warning whistle from the side of the street, and it takes about 8-10 minutes from the whistle to the arrival of the guards and then completely surround the place, they beat the time difference, and after 5 or 6 minutes of hard work, they quietly left this chaotic area.

It's a pity that the remaining hot-headed novice thieves completely ignore the old-timers' codes, and are still fishing with red eyes. Majon was one of the most insatiable of the remaining thieves, and when the whistle on the side of the street grew more and more intense, until it was gone, he was still touching a man who had fallen unconscious at the door of the bar, without a purse, without a dagger or knife, without a metal ring, and after scolding the poor ghost, he untied a short gun with gold trim from his waist, and when he was about to stuff it into his arms, he found it difficult to stuff it in. They have already taken so much, and they want to get more, and most of them die of insatiable greed......

When the door of the bar was kicked open, Marong was still tidying up his chest, in order to make room for the gun to be loaded again, his time was also stuck at this last moment.

There was a loud bang, and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the surroundings, and the skull of the thief Marong was completely torn open by this shot, and red blood mixed with white brains sprayed all around, splashing on the faces and bodies of the people who were still fighting in blood.

This gunshot is just a small beginning, "Ping! Table tennis! Coax! Bang! After a dozen corpses lying on the ground, the continuous loud noises and the pungent smell of gunpowder and the smell of blood permeated the confined space of the bar, and the people in the melee gradually calmed down, and the regiments of guys who were still fighting closest to the guards stopped one after another, and were pointed at by steel knives and muzzles, and squatted down with their heads in their hands. When the team entered the bar and walked along the bar door to the inside, the men who were still working a few dancers in the corner did not notice the changes, and were still humming......

After a few short gunshots, accompanied by the screams of the women, they fell onto the white bodies of the dancers, realizing the great vision of being ghosts and being romantic.

When the guards cleared the chaos in the bar, the middle-aged man also happened to rush back to the bar, he pretended to be irrepressibly angry, trotted out of the bar, nodded to the leader of the guards, and began to explain in detail the cause of the accident, of course, the cause of another revision, which had nothing to do with Jack.

At the same time, Chen Yin and Tyrone have also quietly infiltrated the backyard of the bar, as top assassins, it is Tyrone's instinct to be good at observing the environment. Therefore, after entering the backyard, the attentive Tyrone found traces of artificial movement in the firewood and grass pile in the backyard of the bar after scanning around, and after informing Chen Yin, the two moved away from the firewood and grass pile and easily discovered the secret passage in the backyard of the bar. (To be continued.) )