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If it weren't for the large beer glasses marked on the doorway, John couldn't believe that these two rooms were a tavern, a tavern in Black Mountain.

It wasn't yet noon, and perhaps the tavern was like that, with the wooden door open, and when you looked in from the outside, there were a few clean tables and chairs in the deep living room, but there was no one around.

"Hey, there's no one!"

John knocked the wooden door, and after a long time, there was a clang, and a large man with a fire in his arms and a black hat came out of the back kitchen.

"Hey! Where did the little one come from? ”

"North!"

John found a clean chair and sat down, swinging his sleeves casually, revealing the gun that straddled his waist.

Seeing the musket, the big man's expression narrowed a little, strode up to John, and asked,

"What are you doing here?"

John was a little surprised, looked up and looked around, and wondered,

"Am I in the wrong place, this is not a tavern?"

Dahan paused for a moment, "You're here to eat!" ”

"What are you doing in the tavern without eating?" John shrugged his shoulders and reached out to press the table, which was extremely clean, and there was no grease left over from the spilled food.

"Looks like I'm in the wrong place, it's not a place to eat at all."

He shook his head slightly, grabbed the wooden box, got up and walked out.

"Wait!" The big man stopped in front of him sideways, staring at the wooden box with his eyes glued, "What's in here?"

John frowned, his expression sank instantly, the corners of his eyes wandered around, and he didn't find anything, so he fixed his gaze on him.

The body is tall and majestic, reaching 1.9 meters tall, with a thick beard, a scar on the left side of the face, a fierce expression, looking like a bandit blocking the road and robbing the road, but the cheeks, palms, and boots are very clean, and the clothes are often changed, and you can smell a faint smell of soap powder when you get close.

This is a middle-aged man with a happy family, and he is definitely not a thief who does evil.

John made a judgment, calmed the coldness in his heart, and opened the wooden box, revealing the books and two pieces of parchment inside.

Dahan looked into the box, and after seeing that there was nothing else in it, his expression instantly relaxed, took out a cigarette from his arms, lit it, took a puff, and said,

"Young man, what are you going to eat?"

"A glass of ale, a stack of toasted bread and, if possible, another pan-fried bacon."

"Wait a minute, I'll bring it to you later."

The big man spoke, turned and walked inside, his huge body disappearing into the narrow passage, and the tavern fell silent again.

John pondered for a long time, but chose to stay, on the one hand, he was indeed hungry and his stomach was rumbling, and on the other hand, this strange tavern piqued his interest.

The human tavern located on the edge of Montenegro, next to the tavern, in the jungle not far away, there is a freshly dead body, and there are faint gunshots in the distance, in this case, the tavern can be opened safely, saying that the tavern owner is an ordinary person, and he doesn't believe it.

Not long after, with a bang, the big man with the food squeezed out the wooden door, came to John, put the food on the table, pulled out a chair, and sat down directly opposite John.

The smell of the food lingers on the tip of the nose, and more of it is a speechless burnt taste.

John frowned, glanced at the food on the table, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.

The bread slices were blackened, the bacon was not fried, and in many places it was still raw, and the only slightly better thing was the ale, which foamed at the white foam and exuded the fragrance of grain.

The big man picked up his own wine glass, cooing and cooing, his big mouth was like a cow's drink, and in less than a second, most of the wine glasses that could hold 700 milliliters were empty, and he wiped the wine foam from the corner of his mouth.

"Young man, don't come to Montenegro in the future, it's not a good place."

John took a bite of the bread slice and said with a smile, "You mean the corpse outside the tavern!" ”

"The corpse is just one of them."

The big man pursed his lips, and seeing that John didn't accept his kindness, he suddenly lost interest in talking, drank his beer, and got up and left directly.

"Wait a minute!" John pulled him away and said with a smile, "If you are not busy, can you tell me about the situation in Memphis, I have been away for a while, and I heard that a riot broke out at the estate of former Governor Robin McConaughey a few days ago, and I don't know what happened." ”

Hearing this, the big man who was still smiling just now suddenly sank his face, stared at John with a pair of angry eyes, and said coldly, "Young man, what do you have to do with the McConaughey family?" ”

John raised his eyebrows, very puzzled by the vigilance shown by the other party, he just mentioned Mike Connor Manor, and he had such a big reaction,

It seems that something must have happened in Memphis during the time of his absence.

"Young man, answer my question." Dahan looked unkind, and his right hand was placed on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.

"Your Excellency, I think you've made two mistakes." John put his left hand on the holster and said indifferently,

"One, I have nothing to do with the McConaughey;

Second, I'm passing by here just to eat, and by the way to inquire about Memphis, I'm not here to be tried, and if you speak in this tone again, don't blame me for keeping you from seeing the sun tomorrow. ”

The calm words revealed irrefutable toughness, the big man's face suddenly became ugly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and when he inadvertently swept the indifference revealed in the light green eyes, his heart trembled inexplicably,

This kind of look!

He had seen, more than once, that only a villain who had actually killed people and treated human life as garbage could have such a look, and now, it had appeared in a young man.

Damn, what the hell is this guy all about?

For a while, he was a little unsure, remembering Memphis's wife and children, he hesitated for a moment, pulled out the chair, and sat down again.

John smiled slightly, the indifference between his eyebrows was instantly replaced by a gentle gentleness, he picked up his wine glass, touched it with the big man in the air, and then swallowed it in a big gulp.

Ha!!!! A sigh of satisfaction came,

It's a really good wine.

John laughed, picked up a piece of bacon and put it in his mouth, and said as he ate,

"You're the boss here, I don't know your name is ......"

"You still don't know." The big man pouted, he didn't want to tell his name to a butcher who had no humanity.

John shrugged, took out a handful of coins from his bosom and slapped them on the table, saying,

"This money, for this meal, and news from Memphis."

The coins on the table add up to more than two dollars, which is a good extra income in this day and age, enough for a family of three for ten days.

The big man hesitated for a moment, and under John's forced gaze, he stretched out his hand, rubbed the coin into his pocket, and said,

"Young man, what do you want to know?"