Five days later, a simple bar in a small border town in the Empire. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Hey! Have you heard? Three more outposts have recently been slaughtered by insects on the border side. Someone said with a sigh.

"This news is about to spread all over the border wilderness, who else wouldn't know?"

"Zhang San, you are the one who escaped from the insect tide, can you tell me about the specific situation?" Someone asked curiously.

The man named Zhang San immediately shrank back, "Talk, what to say, there's nothing to talk about." ”

This Zhang San is the slave buyer who survived the insect tide that day.

"Cut, look at what scared you, how did I hear that you were rescued?"

"This kid is lucky, I heard from the escapees that the reason why they were able to escape was because there was a powerful Imperial warrior hiding in that outpost."

"Not an Imperial Soldier! He's a monster! Zhang San screamed with palpitations, and then took a big sip of wine, suppressing the fear rising in his heart, from the day he escaped, as long as he remembered everything that happened that day, he couldn't help but tremble.

That hideous face full of scars has really become a lingering nightmare for him.

"Monsters? Will monsters be in the mood to save people? I think you're scared silly! Ha ha. Someone scoffed.

Zhang San rubbed his ears vigorously, "I didn't lie to you!" That monster is a man-eater! ”

"What kind of ability is cannibalism, there have been more cannibalism these years." Some people don't care.

"You, you don't understand! If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you won't understand. Zhang San hurriedly argued.

At this time, a ruffian with a meaty face walked out of the inner door of the bar, he lifted his loose and baggy pants, and staggered to pick up a glass of ale and drank it in a big gulp, "Is there anything else that Lao Tzu doesn't understand?" Let's hear it. ”

The citizen of the Empire, who had been robbed of most of the ale, did not dare to squeak, and he glanced cautiously at the inner door, where the young bartender had already been knocked unconscious, and beside him lay a naked maid, but the barkeeper was cowered in a corner.

The ruffian glanced at him, and the man immediately lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

Zhang San was a little hesitant and didn't dare to take the conversation.

The ruffian spat lightly, and didn't pay attention to Zhang San, but stretched the muscles and bones that had just been "loosened", and leaned lazily on the side of the bar.

"Give me a little cleverness for a while, Lord Dillier will come today, it is said that the other big man she brought likes to be lively, and when the time comes, show me the colors and act, if anyone goes wrong, I think you know the result."

At that moment, a man walked through the door, dressed in a wide dusty cloak, and his whole body was shrouded in it. He was carrying a huge package behind him, full of unknown what he had put in it. Just standing there, he could feel a chill to the bone, and this feeling came for no reason, like an instinctive warning, and someone even had a fine goosebump without warning.

The hall, where there was no music, suddenly fell silent, and everyone stopped what they were doing for a moment.

The cloaked man paused for a moment, looked around, and then walked into the bar, and the chill that everyone had just felt suddenly relaxed, and they looked at each other in surprise.

However, when they saw where the cloaked man was sitting at the moment, their faces immediately changed, most of them chose to bow their heads and remain silent, and a few people looked at him vigorously, but the cloaked man walked as if he didn't see it at all, and walked straight to the only empty seat in the bar with almost identical steps.

"This new kid is going to be in bad luck!" Everyone thought so at the same time.

The ruffian narrowed his inverted triangular eyes, drank the last drop of ale from his glass, and walked to the cloaked man in three steps, and was about to speak, when a coin with a dazzling light and a shield-bearing warrior was handed to him.

This is the Imperial Shield, the currency used by the Empire, and is worth about one standard unit of Yama's second-level worm crystal, which also includes the Imperial Sword, the Imperial Gun, and the top-of-the-line Imperial Double-headed Eagle.

"A cup of tequila with ice." A calm tone emanated from beneath the cloak, unwavering, and the cloaked man clearly thought of the ruffian for a bartender.

The ruffian was about to scold, but when his eyes came into contact with the brand-new Imperial Shield, he immediately stopped his voice, and a hint of greed flashed in the corner of his eye.

An Imperial shield might not have been a big deal, but he could clearly see the bulging bag around the cloaked man's waist.

He first looked the cloaked man up and down, but he didn't see any signs of his identity, such as the insignia on his chest that represented his status as a third-class warrior of the Empire.

Then he rolled his eyes and said, "Show me your identification." ”

The cloaked man didn't speak, but withdrew his hand, leaving the Imperial Shield casually on the table.

Seeing that he was being ignored, the ruffian's eyelids jumped a few times, wearing the emblem is a habit that the imperial people have to develop since childhood, if they do not wear the emblem to go out, not only will they not get the respect and fear of the lower classes, but also will encounter all kinds of unnecessary troubles such as being interrogated by the imperial military police.

So the identity of the Cloaked Man is either a defected slave or a wandering warrior from another organization, but because the Cloaked Man can always give him a faint sense of danger, he still decided to put up with this breath first, "Boy, do you know who you are sitting in now?" ”

The cloaked man still didn't answer him, but asked lightly, "Where is the waiter, I want a cup of tequila with ice." ”

The ruffian's face shook a few times, and finally he couldn't bear it, "You dare to ignore me!" Do you know who Lao Tzu is! ”

"I'm not interested in knowing." Under the cloak, the tone was still flat, "I just need a glass of wine, drink it and leave, please don't bother me." ”

"Annoying you? I don't think you want to live anymore! The ruffian's face flashed with a hint of fierceness, "You listen to me!" Now, leave your stuff and get the hell out of here! Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for not being emotional! ”

"Is this bar yours?" The cloaked man asked softly.

"It's not mine, but I'm going to say yes, who would dare to say a word!" The ruffian said sneeringly, and there was silence in the bar except him.

The cloaked man paused slightly and sighed, "Isn't the boss there too?" ”

"Boy, listen to me, I'm the boss here now!" The ruffian threatened, and he had somehow grasped a glittering thorn, the green tendons of the handle clearly visible.

The cloaked man glanced at the murder weapon, and there was finally a change in his calm tone, but it was not nervous, but a hint of teasing, "Then give me a cup of tequila with ice, remember to hurry." ”

"You're looking for death!" The ruffian was furious, and he roared, and the sharp iron spikes instantly stood out, piercing the cloaked man's body hidden under the cloak. His movements were not unpleasant, like a precipitous beast, and the landing point of the military thorn was quite tricky, if this stab was hit, the blood groove on the iron thorn was enough to make the victim bleed and hurt deeply.

But he's fast, and someone is faster.

A somewhat shriveled palm came first, through the wide and worn cloak, easily grasped his wrist, this somewhat shriveled hand was extremely powerful, like an iron tong, the spur was less than an inch away from the cloak, but no matter how hard the ruffian tried his best, it was difficult to move forward a bit!

The ruffian's blow was blocked, not only did he not panic, but became more violent, his somewhat thin body suddenly swelled, and the power of the behemoth instantly flowed between his bodies, "Do you think this is my strength?" Die for me, boy! I'm going to give you a taste of the power of the empire to transform people! ”

When the huge power flowed between his body, the ruffian spontaneously developed a confident demeanor, and he was confident that his strength was enough to make the military thorn pierce into the cloaked man's body, even if it was only an inch, it was enough to open the red blood.

The people around him all bowed their heads and were silent, the corners of their eyes flashed unbearably, as if they had seen the flesh and blood of the cloaked man, the real identity of the ruffian was a third-level imperial reformer warrior, this is a fact known to all the residents of the town, he once single-handedly killed a third-level elite reaper with his bare hands, and since then, no one has dared to anger his majesty.

For the inhabitants of this town, the power of the third-level reformers is enough to make them fearful, and it is also the powerful living force they rely on to resist the Zerg, so no matter how unscrupulous he is, as long as it is not very excessive, everyone will silently tolerate him.

So when the ruffian, who hadn't been angry for a long time, was so angry that he activated his powers, these ordinary residents could only lament the recklessness of the cloaked man.

Sometimes, however, the development of a drama always likes to be unexpected, and the wrist held by the shriveled hand, the green tendons are already red and hideous, and this force is not small, and the shriveled palm finally trembles a little, but only tremble.

The shriveled fingers suddenly moved, and everyone felt that the ruffian's military thorn had already reached the cloaked man's hand, and then the cloaked man didn't think about it, his left foot kicked the ruffian's leg and wrist with the momentum of thunder, and his right foot instantly raised a knee and hit the ruffian's jaw.

The dull crash was so sympathetic that everyone couldn't help but tighten up, as if he had been hit by a truck, and his body rose off the ground and crashed directly into the bar, right in front of the bar owner.

"You...... You! The ruffian's mouth was full of blood, several teeth were cracked, and the intense pain and humiliation made him unable to come over smoothly in one breath, and he fell unconscious on the spot.

The cloaked man sat down calmly, but his wrist suddenly twisted in a strange arc like a snake, like a wound clockwork, and then suddenly shot out!

The military thorn slashed through a cold light like lightning, and accurately inserted into the dilapidated door of the bar, half a foot into the wood, and there was no handle!

"I hate trouble, so I advise you to be honest."

Next to the military thorn was a guy who wanted to sneak out of the ventilation to report the news, and at this time he felt the military spur less than half an inch away from his throat, and some huge Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the strong swallowing sound was clearly audible.

He took half a step back cautiously, and immediately collapsed to the ground, and in a moment his back was already wet with sweat, and he gasped for breath, and the horror in his expression made him dare not move for half a minute.

The cloaked man finally sat down peacefully, but his breathing was a little heavy, and there was a strange sound, like a severe wound to his lungs, and it seemed that after this fight, it was also a big burden for him.

Perhaps it was a little hot, and the cloaked man undid his thick hood on his own, and hidden under the hood was a hideous face covered with scars.

"Now, can anyone give me a cup of tequila with ice?" (To be continued.) )