The shopkeeper spread out his palm and saw that it was an orange-red copper coin, and he almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of blood, and he said in his heart that he had guessed correctly, this bloody guy had come to blackmail the patrol deserters!

"I really don't understand this......"

"Who is born to understand, you hurry up, otherwise I will go up to the second floor, the more upscale the more expensive, right, don't you look at it with me, I'll take ten pieces of eight," Al gestured to go up, although he didn't know why the other party seemed to be a little afraid of himself, but it obviously didn't matter, "Look at what you do." ”

"Ahh......h

"Mally!"

"Yes, yes!"

......

In the face of his threat, the shopkeeper can only choose the lesser of two evils, although the job of haircutting is summed up in those scholars who have a grass in one hand and a knife in the other, but the average family can still do it themselves without bothering others, after all, this is another expense, judging from the proficiency of those fat hands, Al knows that this hairstyle is stable.

After that, he borrowed the other party's treasure land to rinse his head and face briefly, and his clean and delicate appearance was far from the portrait on the wanted post, after all, the portrait was drawn according to Carter's description, and Al had a dirty head and dirty face at that time, so even if someone compared him with a wanted warrant now, I am afraid that I can't believe that this guy is a wanted criminal worth 200 gold coins.

As a kind-hearted man, although Al couldn't bear to bully the bald fat man too much, he still had to do what he had to do, and before leaving, he showed an extremely fierce and lewd [hx] evil expression to the other party, and slightly modified the words that threatened the timid guard, and smashed them into the other party's heart.

But before leaving, he deliberately picked a gold coin from his messy money bag and left it for the other party, and the price of the new dress he wore was only a few silver coins.

Kill people and kill people, Al thinks that he can do it now or not, the so-called people rely on clothes, and when the wanted man comes out of the tailor shop, he has completely become an ordinary civilian.

After some inquiry and searching, Al stood at the door of this tavern, which was said to be famous and the most lively in the city, facing the blue bricks and ancient trees, and his heart was full of excitement.

From the outside, the tavern looked like a two-story tavern with blue bricks and giant wood, and like the other houses along the way, it was in the style of the standard Lolong City, and the thick wooden board that served as the sign was engraved with the word "Flame Rose", confirming that Al was in the right place. Occasionally, guests came and went at the entrance of the tavern, and as they passed by Al standing in the doorway, they all glanced at Al who was looking up at the sky.

Objectively speaking, the flow of people is not much, but Al has traveled all the way, and he also knows that this is not a problem of individual shops, according to the guard, in the current situation of Luolong City, there are refugees and werewolves across the door, and it is really not easy to keep the town alive like this.

After a moment's hesitation, he finally stepped in, full of excitement and apprehension, and the prelude to the stirring of emotions immediately entered his ears, which were the whispers of whispers, the clashing of wine glasses, the laughter of women, and other sounds that were so indistinguishable but very different.

As a first-time Al entering the tavern, he couldn't appreciate the ingenuity of the decorations here, and after bypassing the weathered boulders that served as screens, he came to a desert world.

In this spacious hall on the first floor, the first thing that catches the eyes of the guests is the four strangely shaped beams and columns, although the shape is irregular, at first glance it looks crooked, but it is certain that the central part of the hall must be perpendicular to the ground, because in the wide hall Al can no longer find other beams and columns, and the weight of the second floor is mainly borne by them.

The exterior of the beams is covered with small pieces of weathered rock, making it difficult to see what material is inside, but it is conceivable that it is a giant tree trunk that was deliberately cut into this shape. They are not arranged symmetrically, but rather deliberately avoid all patterns, which makes them look like four tornadoes of stones in the desert, blending in with the style around them.

The walls are also covered with weathered rock chips, and two rows of pedestals are fixed on them, and on the pedestals are burning torches, which bring light to the place and infuse the air with a strange fragrance. But as soon as this thought came to mind, Al immediately dismissed it, because the faint, tanuking smell wafting in the air could only have one source.

The feet were on the soft sand, and the sand was covered with weathered rocks used as tables and chairs, which still retained a strange appearance, which made Al wonder if he would be embarrassed to sit on it, but the scattered drinkers who sat on it peacefully dispelled his concerns, if there was nothing special about their butts.

In the middle of such a hall, that is, in the middle of the four tornado beams, there was a large circle-shaped bar, of course, also weathered rock, and there stood several bartenders in uniform yellow clothes, looking at Al, looking like they would come forward to greet him if the other party did not come.

There was also a back door facing the gate, which looked like a large open space, and Al didn't look closely at what looked like a backyard outside. Finally, there is the staircase at the end of the corner, which proves that there is at least one basement below in addition to the two-story building and the backyard seen from the outside. Other than that, there wasn't much to décor, so Al guessed that the drinks were hidden under the big circle-shaped bar.

Al forced himself to scan all this, and finally could no longer control the gaze of his eyes, in this first-floor hall, the most striking thing was not the four tornado beams, not the yellow sand everywhere, nothing, but the tavern girls who were scratching their heads at the new guests.

They were the source of the strange scent in the air, and the target of Al's trip, and they were covered by only a few flat hemp ropes from top to bottom, and all of them were white carcasses [hx] at a glance. The ladies are unsparing in showing their guests their most seductive side and are about to take the next step.

After the new guest appeared from the weathered rock screen that blocked the door, the girls who were standing facing the door had already noticed him, and the laughter attracted the attention of the others, so the women who were sitting or leaning also put down what they were doing and looked at the new guest with the former.