A moment ago, they were still eating and drinking, and the members of the violent search and arrest group, who were talking and laughing, watched a black unknown object, at a strange angle, submerged into the hot pot, and couldn't help but widen their eyes one by one.

"What is this?" A member of the group stuck his head above the hot pot in confusion and watched.

"Grunt", the hot pot emits rich bubbles and black smoke.

A sense of foreboding enveloped the whole body of the group.

At this time, the grenade floated from the bottom of the hot pot, revealing the hideous end.

"This is ... Hand grenade! The members of the group yelled, and their bodies had already made a lying position.

However, before he could lie down in a hurry, the grenade exploded.

"Bang !!!" , an earth-shattering bang, caused the entire town of Neupera to suffer a major explosion in history.

In the air, a fat roast goose with a bright knife and fork stuck in it slammed into the bar wall in an incredible arc.

At least seven or eight members of the violent search and arrest team fell backwards in various strange poses in the air.

At the same time, Yang Jian and his party, who had been waiting for a long time outside the bar, also roared.

"Crunch!" , the door of the bar was slapped by Bob's high leg, and involuntarily tilted to the side, broken.

The bar, which was full of laughter just now, was in a mess at this time.

"Ouch, hey..."

The members of the violent search and arrest team were all curled up on the floor, struggling desperately and wailing.

Five uninvited guests broke into the bar, all of whom sharpened their knives and looked unkind.

Yang Jian looked at the dishes scattered on the table and on the ground, and then stared at the people lying on the ground.

Seeing that there was a guy who was slightly injured and was fine, Yang Jian stepped forward and stepped on his chest.

With a "bang", the slaughtering knife went straight to his neck, emitting a burst of cold light.

The regiment's face was grim and motionless, and it was clear that he was at the mercy of others.

A sly smile flashed across Yang Jian's cool face, and he bent down.

"Boy, I'm sorry to disturb your dinner, but I'd love to know how to get to the Black Plague Diregi's lair."

"You... How did you know the news of Lord Dirigi's arrival?! The members of the group looked incredulous.

"Smack", a resounding slap in the face responded to him.

"You only need to answer our questions, and don't talk about other nonsense", Yang Jian clapped his palms, as if smiling.

"Hmm..." , the members of the group sobbed, and their mouths were unwillingly biased.

"We have learned of the arrival of Lord Dirigi, and we have laid a net, so you will first move in the direction of the Dark Elf militia camp."

The member touched the lump on his face and continued.

"Lord Diriji's doppelganger has come, he is not something you ordinary people can fight against, I advise you to surrender as soon as possible...

"Wow", Hans sliced his hand on the guy's neck, causing him to faint temporarily.

"Head, what's next?" Bob looked around.

Yang Jian walked to the bar and picked out a bottle of the oldest XO.

He squinted at the liquid in the goblet.

"After drinking this cup, why don't we go to the militia camp."