Mamba Bar.

The Purple Moon Era is very interesting, because the appearance of the Purple Moon has subverted almost everything on this planet, and many of the common sense and knowledge accumulated by humans on this planet are no longer useful, and even everything they see, including themselves, has undergone magical changes.

As a result, humanity's desire to explore the planet has become stronger than ever. After all, everything is strange again. And what was once impossible or even fantasy has become real and possible.

However, the Purple Moon Era was also very boring. Because it's almost a spiritual desert, there's nothing like music, literature, art, etc. People can only find spiritual solace in the few that were left of the past civilization.

In such a situation, the bar has become the biggest pastime.

No place like this is indispensable in any barren place, and even the former settlement has a simple bar in a shed.

Even if it can only provide some wine fermented from wild fruits and grass roots, it also makes countless people willing to squeeze out a part of their meagre income and willingly consume it here.

"So the people who open bars are people with backgrounds, aren't they?" Tony, no, strictly speaking, Tang Ling couldn't help but have such an idea in his heart when he looked at this dim but crowded bar.

In general, from stepping on Transit Station 119 to meeting Wuzi, he always remembered everything about the settlement that seemed to be a long time ago.

I found a spot at the bar at the bar, and soon a strong bartender came over.

"Do you want regular wine, or do you want good goods?" The attitude of the bar was very ordinary, and when he saw Tang Ling, he just looked at it with uncomfortable eyes, and asked unceremoniously and thoughtlessly.

Tang Ling glanced at the bar, and most of the people on the table were rough barrel-shaped wine glasses, like the glasses used for drinking in Guangming Continent in the tenth century.

In this wooden wine glass, there is a liquid that looks cloudy.

Only a few people were in front of a large glass glass, and the drinks in them looked normal.

"What is regular wine? What is a good product? Tang Ling looked very ignorant.

"Regular wine? That's the specialty of the place, the twilight wine, which can be served with a plate from Teteganer. As for the good goods...."The bartender suddenly opened the curtain of the wine cabinet behind him, and then glanced at Tang Ling proudly and defiantly: "As long as you can afford the money, you can drink most of the good wine from the mainland." ”

Tang Ling glanced at the wine cabinet greedily, licked his lips, but made a reluctant look, and said carefully: "Then I, then I'll come to the regular bar." ”

"Are you sure?" The bartender raised his eyebrows.

"I, I'm sure." Tang Ling replied with a little caution.

The bartender glared at Tang Ling, stopped talking, and turned to leave.

In less than a minute, he stomped heavily in front of Tang Ling with a wooden barrel cup and a wooden saucer and left.

Tang Ling glanced at the liquor in front of him, it was turbid and dim, thinking that it should be called dusk wine, not some nice dusk wine.

As for the Teteganer, it is a kind of black seagrass called Tete, which is not nutritious, but it is also harmless, because it grows very fat, and it is particularly chewy after drying, and the taste is like meat, and because it is a marine plant, it also has a special salty taste, so it is something that people in this place use to satisfy their cravings.

Tang Ling picked up a piece from Teteganer and threw it into his mouth, in fact, it felt good to chew, and took another sip of twilight wine, compared to Teteganer, the taste of this twilight wine was unacceptable.

Filled with the smell of contaminated low-grade drinking water, and the salty, bitter, sour and astringent taste, the only thing that makes people obsessed with is the taste of fermented alcohol?

Tang Ling is a Husky boar after all, and he doesn't care about the taste or anything like that.

He was like a long-tired traveler, taking a sip of Tetgan'er and a sip of dusk wine, and he seemed quite timid.

Wine, always intoxicating.

After about forty minutes, there were people in the bar who were getting drunk one after another, and in order not to disturb the guests from drinking, these drunks were all helped out.

If you look closely, most of these drunk people are people who drink so-called good goods.

Of course, some people may be uneasy about this situation. Without waiting to get drunk, he hurriedly checked out and left.

However, this did not affect Tang Ling's mood for drinking, although he had already drunk a whole glass of dusk wine at this time, and his eyes were a little hazy.

"Bartender, I think I'll have to have another drink." Tang Ling couldn't hold it anymore, lying on the table, and called the bartender in a low voice.

The bartender and many people around him looked at Tang Ling with ill will, and no one seemed to have the intention of pouring wine for Tang Ling.

"I, I still want one..." Tang Ling said, but his tongue was too big to say a complete sentence, and when the bartender walked in front of Tang Ling step by step, his mouth seemed to be counting the countdown of 'three, two, one'.

Tang Ling didn't even hold on to the last number before the bartender counted down to the last number, and he completely lay on the table.

"Another drunken gentleman, help him out, throw him in the back alley, let him sober himself. Nowadays, the amount of alcohol is getting worse and worse. The bartender muttered.

Soon, a few big men drove Tang Ling and helped Tang Ling out of the bar under people's mocking and slightly sympathetic eyes.

**

Across the back alley from the bar.

There are a few buildings in the No. 119 transfer station, which is said to be a building, but it is actually a small building made up of several prefabricated houses of the former civilization.

After these big men helped Tang Ling out of the bar, they didn't throw Tang Ling here, but strode towards the building opposite the back alley.

Tang Ling was so drunk that he was unconscious, and he almost didn't know all this.

And just like that, he was dragged into the building and taken directly to the second floor.

On the second floor there is a large office, which is supposed to be an office formed by several rooms.

In this office, there were several drunks tied up horizontally, and if Tang Ling was sober, he could easily identify these drunks as the drunks who had just been floated out of the Mamba bar.

None of the drunks were awake yet, and one of the slightly more sober was tied to a stool and interrogated by a man with a gun strap on his upper body, two pistols stuck in his strap, and a whip in his hand, and who looked like a piece of iron with muscle bumps all over his body.

"No, you have seriously violated the rules of the Ocean Alliance, and even your actions will anger the Poseidon family." The interrogated man shouted unwillingly.

But these words were only exchanged for a whip, and the man said with a smirk: "If we were afraid of this, we would not do it." ”

"If you're smarter, you'd better hand over all the codes and keys to your ship. Then, you can exchange it for the qualification to survive in the outer districts. ”

"Otherwise, if you are tied up and thrown into the sea, who will know that you are gone?"

The interrogated man fell silent, apparently a difficult choice.

The interrogator waited lazily, as if everything was really as he said, and that Transit Station 119 was doing such a thing, with no fear.

This is a psychological war, and the loser is destined to be the weak with no cards in his hand.

After asking a few questions to make sure he would survive, he chose to tell the code of his ship and hand over a key to it.

"Go verify." The interrogator took the key without paying attention, wrote down the code, and handed it to his men.

The men quickly took these things and hurried out.

After about twenty minutes, the men returned to the office and muttered a few words in the interrogator's ear.

"Very good, honest sir. Because of your honesty, you have gained the qualifications to live. As he spoke, the interrogator seemed to be happy, walked over and patted the interrogated man on the shoulder, and then untied him himself.

But at this moment, he suddenly and quickly removed the filament bracelet tied to his wrist, and the bracelet immediately turned into a thin steel cable, and then the steel rope mercilessly strangled into the neck of the interrogator.

The filament steel cable made of S-grade alloy, even if a second-order Purple Moon Warrior was strangled like this, he would not survive.

The man struggled to ask, 'Why?' However, the interrogators did not even give him this opportunity, and directly strangled him to death.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Honesty, I deceived you. A first-order Purple Moon warrior like you, there is no way for us to keep you alive in this small transit station. The interrogator shrugged his shoulders and said directly to his subordinates: "Throw it into the sea." ”

The subordinates silently carried the corpse downstairs.

When they returned, the interrogator began to pick among the drunkards who had fallen to the ground to see who was a little more sober.

At this moment, Tang Ling frowned and let out a few unconscious mutters.

The interrogator was slightly surprised, pointed at Tang Ling and said, "This guy woke up quickly, he wasn't even a first-order Purple Moon Warrior." ”

Yes, there is a difference between the Purple Moon Warrior and an ordinary person, just like a mutant beast, there is a difference between a beast and a fierce beast, and the difference is to look at the hidden lines on their bodies.

The same is true for the identification of ferocious plants.

Humans will not have purple lines, but as long as they cross the first step, a purple spot will appear on the palm of the palm, which is common sense.

Tang Ling didn't have purple spots on his hands.

"But he did drink a full glass of twilight wine, and we've met people who seem to have stronger antibodies." One of his men guessed uncertainly.

"This is a rich fellow, driving a one-man combat boat alone, still from the Poseidon family." Another subordinate, apparently having already made a clear inquiry, said so.

"The one-man combat boat of the Poseidon family? Idiot! You can't move, right? The interrogator suddenly became angry and grabbed the hem of his man's shirt.

"No, no. Lord Manto, this is not a standard one-man combat boat, but a modified cargo, and the Poseidon family sells better every year, and we have already figured it out. The subordinate hastened to explain.

The interrogator, known as Master Manto, finally calmed down, then pointed at Tang Ling and said, "Then this idiot." Be careful, although he is not a Purple Moon Warrior, he may have other means, use the best restraint lock, but don't make any mistakes! You know what happened when something went wrong..."

Several of his subordinates nodded tremblingly, pulled Tang Ling up, and set him up on the special interrogation chair, and then the two of them pressed Tang Ling, and the other two went to get the so-called best bondage lock.

At this time, Tang Ling seemed to wake up quickly, staggering, and wanted to open his eyes at any time.

The two of Tang Ling's subordinates pressed harder, while Manto walked up to Tang Ling, took out his gun, and prepared to hold Tang Ling's head.

If there is any accident, a pull of the trigger can solve the problem.

The thermal weapons of the former civilization were of limited use in front of the Purple Moon Warriors, but at such a close distance, they could at least break through the defense and kill the second-order, including the second-order Purple Moon Warriors, depending on the power of the gun.

Anyway, there is no problem with the Desert Eagle in Manto's hands.

But the moment Manto pulled out the gun, Tang Ling's eyes opened suddenly.

With a 'poof' sound, a large stream of turbid liquid erupted from Tang Ling's mouth, directly spitting out Manto's head and face.

And at this moment, Tang Ling had already silently released the war type, compared with the previous movements, Tang Ling's figure would not change in any way now, but two beautiful bone armor appeared on the two forearms.

In the case of transformation, how powerful was the liquid that Tang Ling squirted? He sprayed it into Manto's eyes, and with the blessing of precision instinct, so close at a distance, there was no misalignment.

As a first-order Purple Moon warrior, Manto would not be blinded by such an attack, but within a few seconds, he definitely didn't want to open his eyes, what could he see normally?

Manto's reaction was also very fast, and after being sprayed by Tang Ling, he subconsciously fired a shot in the direction of Tang Ling without hesitation.

But Tang Ling, who had been prepared for a long time, pulled over the big man who was holding him next to him, directly blocked the gun for himself, and then kicked away the shouting of the gun.

Then a sound of bone cracking came, and another shouting arm that grabbed Tang Ling was directly fractured, and was grabbed by Tang Ling in a strange posture and smashed directly into Manto.

Manto was blind, and within a second, he fired three shots in a row, all of which hit the big man, and then he was undoubtedly smashed by the big man.

Manto didn't dare to stop, turned around and ran towards the door, and directly started his momentary steps.

Under Tang Ling's transformation, his strength was already far superior to that of the first-order Purple Moon Warrior, but because he hadn't broken through the first-order relationship, he couldn't perform an instantaneous step, and his speed couldn't break through the limit under the shackles of genes.

But Tang Ling's speed was also extremely close to that of a first-order Purple Moon Warrior.

After all, Manto was smashed, and after a delay of a few tenths of a second, Tang Ling rushed ahead of Manto, ran to the door at the limit speed, and blocked the gate.

'Blind' Manto couldn't see at all at this time, and crashed into Tang Ling headlong, and at the moment when he was about to crash into Tang Ling, he felt a huge danger.

His eyesight undoubtedly affected his evasion, and he only had time to tilt his body slightly before he felt a punch in the nose.

The power of this punch was the greatest force Manto had ever felt in his life, like a huge alloy metal that swayed directly into his nose.

With a 'wow', Manto flew out a few teeth, and his nose, which was not tall, was smashed directly into the flesh, forming a comical depression.

Three forging fists!

With Tang Ling's current strength, with a combat skill casually, it was something that a first-order Purple Moon Warrior couldn't resist.

Tang Ling's current combat power was undoubtedly inferior to that of the first-order Purple Moon Warrior, and the innate ability that would be improved after being promoted to the 'Instant Step' and the Purple Moon Warrior.

But not all Purple Moon Warriors will have lethal combat power when they are in the first order, this kind of thing will only happen to genius boys, and normal Purple Moon Warriors who want to fight with their natural abilities must wait until the third order.

Manto was obviously not a genius, and Tang Ling didn't have any pressure at all to fight with him.

With just one punch, Manto couldn't stand it anymore, and he felt like his head was about to explode.

But Tang Ling, who had the advantage, didn't intend to let Manto go like this, he rushed over, and punched Manto several times in the head, and he didn't even bother to use any punch moves.

It was such a rough few punches that directly beat Manto into a pig's head, and then Tang overrode Manto, directly pulled out a pistol from his back belt, and stuffed the barrel into Manto's mouth with several missing teeth, and then looked at those helpless subordinates and said, "Now, you can take the restraint lock." ”

**

Mantowan never imagined that one day he would be tied to this interrogation bench specially prepared for the 'fat sheep'.

And his poor subordinates also became 'fat sheep', tied up by the five flowers, and thrown to the ground.

Of course, Tang Ling didn't release those drunks either, his plan had just begun, and he couldn't make too much of a mess now.

This shows that Tang Ling's time is actually very limited, because soon there will be new subordinates to send 'fat sheep', and it is also a trouble for these drunks to wake up.

But Tang Ling would never show a trace of urgency, he was very calm, rummaging in this office, found two bottles of good wine, directly unscrewed one bottle, took a sip, and then walked to Manto with a gun, smashed him with the butt of the gun, and then smashed his mouth and said: "This is wine, just now in the bar, you gave me that thing, how bad it is, do you know?" ”

Manto glared at Tang Ling, showing the appearance of a tough guy, and did not speak.

Of course, Tang Ling didn't panic, and took another sip of wine: "Of course, I have to thank that thing for being too unpalatable, so I vomited it." ”

Believe in you to have a ghost!

Manto was speechless, but if he planted it today, he admitted it. But he also had nothing to fear, and he waited for the conditions that Tang Ling would put forward next.