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Because the hand that caught the wine glass was not the big man who ordered, but the sloppy old cowboy who was sitting there before.

The old cowboy picked up the cup and drank it down, not paying any attention to the vicious biker men. Such an arrogant attitude of no one else even made the locomotive man stunned. The bar owner couldn't help but have a big head when he saw it, and hurriedly apologized for the old cowboy: "Mr. Charlie, I'm sorry, he's an alcoholic, I've drunk too much, I'll pour you another glass......"

Who knew that the motorcycle man known as Charlie waved his hand: "No need, I'll ask him!" As he spoke, he grabbed the old cowboy by the collar and picked up the somewhat emaciated drunkard: "I haven't seen you, where did you come from?" ”

Drunken Cowboy burped: "I haven't seen you either, where are you from?" ”

"Wow!" Charlie laughed angrily: "In this area, there are still people who don't know my Iron Fist Charlie?" Today, I'll let you know me! As he spoke, Charlie's fist suddenly flashed with a metallic luster, and it hit the drunkard in the face!

With a bang, the drunk was knocked out, smashed the wooden door of the bar, and rolled and rubbed on the sand for more than ten meters before it could be stopped. This terrifying strength, needless to say, is really an Iron Fist Charlie, he must be a stranger, or a physical enhancement system!

Ordinary people take such a punch, even if they don't die, they have to go to half their lives, and they definitely can't get up. But looking at the old cowboy again, he actually patted his ass and got up, and made a big middle finger at the tavern's broken wooden door from a distance.

If it weren't for the swelling on his face, this old cowboy's provocation would really have such a cynical meaning that he is not afraid of power.

The biker party in the room obviously also saw the middle finger of the old drunkard, and rushed out one by one. When the old drunkard saw this, he hurriedly packed up his tattered felt hat and prepared to run.

When the motorcycle men saw it, they all burst out laughing, and rode on the locomotive one by one, and the engine roared and chased after them, surrounding the old drunkard in public, laughing and laughing, and punching and kicking the old drunkard as he passed by.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar in the sky, followed by a huge wind pressure, and everyone looked up to see a helicopter hovering over the bar.

"What is this going on?" The motorcycle party was a little strange, only to see the helicopter hatch open, and a man in sunglasses in a suit and leather shoes jumped out of it, walked straight to the old drunkard, and said respectfully: "Mr. McGovern, the president has something to talk to you about!" ”

Yes, this old drunkard is one of the world's three most capable people, a man who is known to never miss, the sharpshooter McGovern!

Seeing this posture, the motorcycle party subconsciously stopped, the smarter ones already knew that they were in trouble, but there were still reckless ones, and rushed up to find trouble: "What are you doing?" As he spoke, he reached out and pulled the man in black by the collar.

The man in black reacted quickly, pinched the wrist of the motorcycle party with his backhand, and with a little force, he only heard a click, and the man's forearm was twisted at an unnatural angle, and it had been twisted off!

The companion was wounded, and the other bikers were furious, and took their pistols and shotguns from the car, but before they could fire, they heard a burst of gunfire, and a row of yellow sand rose from the ground under their feet.

Everyone looked up and saw a six-barreled Gatling gun pointed at them under the helicopter, the muzzle of which was still slowly rotating......

These guys are playing for real!

The bikers who realized this were honest, and the man in black respectfully asked McGovern, "Sir, are they here for trouble?" I think there are strangers among them, do you want to bring them back for interrogation......"

McGovern waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, it's my own fault!" Just a little bit of finesse...... I don't need you, I'll do it myself! As he spoke, he pulled out the old revolver on his waist, his eyes swept over the bikers, and suddenly he struck the hammer with his left hand, only to hear a snap of a gunshot, and six bullets were fired almost at the same time!

The biker party was startled and did not dare to move. But after waiting for a long time, there was no response, and it was not until McGovern climbed into the helicopter with the man in black and left that they breathed a sigh of relief......

But just as they were about to turn around, they felt a chill in their crotches, and everyone's pants fell off......

McGovern's bullet didn't hurt them, it just broke their belts.

But Charlie never figured out that the revolver only had six bullets, but there were eight of them, so how could McGovern knock off the pants of all of them at the same time?

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At this time, in the different space of the Alien Association, Shi Tao was confronting a lizardman!

The lizardman was covered in scales, with a head like a serpent, two pale golden eyes reflecting a pair of vertical pupils, and a mouth with a forked tongue from time to time. Because of its size, it is hunched over and curled up when it stands, but even so, it is more than two meters tall, and if you count the long tail behind it, his length is probably three and a half meters away!

This is one of the nine cadres sitting at the table before, known as the Poison Dragon, and technically speaking, it should be considered an xenomorph.

And the other cadres, including the branch president, were all in the upper stands, watching the confrontation of one person and one monster.

Shi Tao got out of the big net and impressed everyone in the Xenomorph Association, but everyone here was a top master, and he didn't really take him seriously. Shi Tao also knew that with his own attack power, it was also impossible to kill these nine. Therefore, as soon as the two sides communicated, a consensus was finally reached.

Shi Tao's purpose is only a cat demon, and the purpose of the branch president is to pull Shi Tao into the gang. After negotiation between the two parties, it was decided that the Xenomorph Association would select three people to fight with Shi Tao one after another, and if Shi Tao could defeat the three of them, he could take away the cat demon. On the contrary, if Shi Tao loses, then he will have to join the Xenomorph Association.

As for the rules, after seeing Shi Tao's terrifying defensive power, the decisive method will naturally not be limited to admitting defeat and killing. The rules of victory and defeat are very simple, one side loses the ability to fight, that is, the battle is lost.

Facing the vicious poisonous dragon, Shi Tao shook the pistol in his hand: "I think you should be the type who is good at hand-to-hand combat, you have to control me, you type can suffer a loss!" ”

The poisonous dragon shook its slender upper limbs, its eight sharp claws flashed with shimmering cold light, and its mouth spit out the core, and said hoarsely: "They all say that you are indestructible, but I don't believe in evil!" I want to see if your bones are hard or my claws are hard! ”

With that, the poisonous dragon struggled with both feet and rushed towards Shi Tao!