Falcon Town.

Big Gun Bar.

“··· The number of casualties confirmed by the terrorist attack on Diamond City a few days ago is... The Diamond City Management Committee has reason to believe that this attack was planned and led by the Anglei Army, and next, the Heavenly Dragoons will go to various places to investigate..."

In the dimly lit bar, drinkers listened to the public radio and chatted noisily.

The Big Gun Bar is just a small third-rate bar in Falcon Town, and the best drinks are only third-grade water and low-quality brandy made from mutated grapes, but thanks to its low prices and popularity, there are many mercenaries and scavengers who are struggling to make ends meet.

Squeak –

The dilapidated wooden door of the bar was pushed open, and sunlight and a tall figure shone in.

Several drinkers sitting closer to the door subconsciously looked over.

Coming in was a tall man about 1.8 to 1.85 meters tall - at least for most malnourished scavengers, a tall man, dressed in old, but intact desert camouflage uniform, with a tactical vest on the outermost and a silver gleaming revolver hanging from the outside of his thigh.

"Silver Python Colt..."

"It's supposed to be a nice bastard..."

This was the first impression of those observers at the door, the average mercenary and scavenger wore whatever they wanted, and would not buy special desert camouflage uniforms and tactical vests at all, and such a sophisticated outfit would require dozens of bottle caps.

Not to mention the "Silver Python Colt" hanging on the outside of the thigh, this is a sophisticated revolver that can only be made in the "Golden Age", and the power and recoil are as great as the caliber - the .45 caliber Magnum bullet is used, and each round requires 2 or 3 bottle caps, not to mention the value of the gun itself, just the bullet, the average mercenary and scavenger can't afford to use it.

Then several drinkers at the door curiously cast their eyes on each other's faces, and in an instant, they couldn't help but be frightened.

It's a scary guy - it looks like a scary skull.

This is a bald man - strictly speaking, a guy who has no hair on his whole face, and I don't know what kind of injuries he has suffered, there are not many muscles in his face, his whole face is a twisted scar, which fits well with the skull, and even his lips are only a thin layer, which can barely cover his gums and white teeth.

If "Marvel" is also popular in the wasteland, these wastelanders will recognize this terrifying bald man who looks very much like "Red Skull", if not identical, but quite a tall imitation - except for the crimson skin.

As the terrifying skeletal man walked in, the voices of all the drinkers who had glanced at him couldn't help but dim in an instant.

Even if this is a wasteland apocalyptic world, where deformed, mutated people and beasts are everywhere, there are still very few people who look so terrifying and intimidating, and most importantly - such a guy, who has suffered injuries that no one could have imagined, can still be alive and kicking.

Zhao Li had long been accustomed to the strange gazes of others, took a big stride, walked straight to the dirty bar counter, chic threw out a falcon coin with a denomination of "100", pointed to the two bottles of nuclear Coke that were offered high behind the counter, and said hoarsely: "Two bottles of Coke, no need to look for the bottle cap, the rest is your tip." ”

"Y-Do you need nuclear Coke?"

Working on the counter was a woman who looked quite young, although her skin was rough, but in the wasteland, she barely had a middle-to-upper appearance, and the woman was stammering to Zhao Li with some awe.

The two bottles of Fat House Happy Water and a canned beer on the side can be called the treasures of the "Big Gun Bar" - these are all drinks from the "golden age" before the war, and most of the people who come to the Big Gun Bar to consume are poor people who can't afford it, so the bartender has to make sure.

"yes, please hurry, I'm a little thirsty. ”

Zhao Li, the skull-headed man, showed a smile to the bartender - not to mention how hideous, this smile, the gums and the full mouth of Sen Ran white teeth were all exposed, and the twisted scars on his face became even thicker.

The bartender was so frightened that she didn't dare to look at it anymore, lowered her head, and turned around to give Zhao Li to get the Coke on the high platform.

"I even lowered my head shyly... Hey, it's a pity that I'm not interested in picking up girls, even if I become a girl killer..."

Zhao Li whispered to himself, the soul ability is really easy to use, and the "girl killer" talent skill brought by the charm attribute is really not covered, Zhao Li has been to almost all the bars and pubs in the town in the past few days since he returned to Falcon Town, and there is no female bartender who sees him not shyly bowing her head.

Yes, it has been several days since Zhao Li almost blew himself up with a nuclear bomb.

At the beginning, Zhao Li thought that returning to Falcon Town would be more thrilling - in fact, there was no, and when he came back, Falcon Town had just wiped out the invading mutants, and without that super mutant, the remaining mutants were nothing more than sacrificing more soldiers, and winning was inevitable.

However, at that time, the whole town was in chaos, and no one paid attention to Zhao Li at all.

And most importantly, even if the only person who had in-depth contact with Zhao Li, such as the little boy Shirin, or the mercenary Feira, would never recognize the skeletal man Franconian in front of him, who was the Franconian of the previous Shelter 110.

Not only because he lost his hair and white skin in the nuclear bomb, but Zhao Li's current height and physique are completely different from before...

From a certain point of view, the body enhancement rules of this wasteland world seem to be more similar to the first martial arts world, not the same as the second world - in the second wizard world, Zhao Li's various values are far from reaching the inhuman realm, but at the most extreme time, his physique is only a little more than two meters, although it is very strong, but it still belongs to the limit that "normal humans" can reach.

Like now, Zhao Li's stamina and agility have reached 15 points, and his other attributes have all reached the level of 10.1, and his physique has also changed.

This body, which originally belonged to a computer engineer, is still healthy, but it is not strong, white and clean, without too many muscles, and its height is about 1.75 meters.

But now, with the increase of attribute points, it has swelled to nearly one meter eighty-five, and at the same time, under the skin covered with scars, there are long strips of extremely explosive muscles.

If you strip the current Zhao Li and don't care about the scars all over his body, you will find that this man's muscles, physique, and movements are as sensitive and vigorous as a leopard.