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On Silk Street in District D, an old-fashioned motorcycle spewed black smoke and released a loud noise, and stopped at the door of a bar at a gallop. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A middle-aged rider in a leather jacket and leather pants with a firearm on his shoulder, strode into the bar, where the bell hung from the door rang for the pleasant sound of the door.

The small bar has only a long bar counter inside, and a row of round stools are placed outside, and there are several opposite seats opposite the bar, and the whole space is slender and narrow.

There were a lot of customers in front of the bar, and there were about a dozen people sitting around. Everyone is dressed similarly, with weapons with them, and a fierce atmosphere, either with a face full of flesh or sharp eyes, as if they can fight with the people around them at any time.

This place is a favorite place for freelance hunters, and the first thing to do when they come back from outside is to have a drink here, and although the wine is limited, it doesn't delay them from being able to sit here for more than half a day. For those of them, it's more comfortable to sit here, have a beer, drink slowly, and brag about the recent events with strangers than it is to sleep at home.

"Tsk, isn't this Bi Xian? Coming back from outside? Have you gained anything, I heard that someone has advanced to the fourth rank in the jungle, and he has made a big scene, is it really fake?"

In front of the bar, a fat man with a big beard saw Bi Xian walking into the bar, and asked loudly with a wine glass.

The noise in the bar was suddenly cut in a big chunk, and many people looked at Bi Xian, showing a strong interest in the matter.

Bi Xian touched the thick beard on his lips and grinned: "Luckily, I was nearby at the time, and I saw the whole vision with my own eyes, but well, hehe......"

"A big beer! count me in!" shouted the big, bearded fat man at the bartender.

The bartender shook his head very facelessly: "Hao Fei, your share is long gone, I won't sell it to you." ”

"Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of laughter in the bar.

The big fat man Hao Fei's face was red, and he was about to be annoyed, glared at the two bull's eyes, slammed the wine glass on the bar, and made a loud noise, and was about to make trouble.

The other drinkers watched happily, and no one stopped them, and some people cheered. For those of them, it's also fun to have someone fighting, and no one will stand up and ruin the fun.

The bartender has long been accustomed to this, and as he is often beaten up for conflicts over selling alcohol shares, this is simply commonplace.

Sighing, he began to roll up his sleeves, the suit on his body was the work clothes issued by the bar, only one set, not even a change of washing, it was better not to get dirty.

Hao Fei threw the stool away, his fat big hand clenched into a fist, as big as a child's head, and suddenly hit the bartender.

The fist slammed into the bartender's face with a whin.

Wow!

The spectators shouted happily, one by one, their faces were flushed, they screamed, laughed and scolded loudly, and cheered and exclaimed one after another.

When people's emotions calmed down a little, and then looked at Hao Fei's fist, they found that the big fist was not hit in the bartender's face, but between the fist and the face, there was something separated, which was the bartender's hand.

At the last moment, the bartender put his palm in front of his fist and cushioned the punch.

"Hao Fei, what are you doing, keep fighting, don't be stunned!" someone continued to coax.

Hao Fei has already scolded in his heart, grandma, you think I don't want to fight, I can't draw my fists back at all.

His fist was firmly sucked in the bartender's palm, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it back, and even if he stood still on his feet and tried his whole body, he still couldn't withdraw his fist, as if his fist was growing together with the other person's palm.

The eyes of the other drinkers became more and more suspicious, and one of them shouted: "Fatty, don't you act with the bartender! What kind of plane!"

When someone spoke, someone coaxed, and many people ridiculed Hao Fei, making him feel that he couldn't hold his face.

"your grandma!" Hao Fei slammed his other fist and hit the other side of the bartender's cheek, "I don't believe you can block it!"

The bartender smiled indifferently and gently raised his other hand, blocking his cheek again.

A sly smile suddenly appeared on Hao Fei's face: "Hehe, you've been fooled." ”

His fist suddenly changed direction in the air, and instead of continuing to hit the bartender in the face, he smashed it into the bartender's ribs.

The ribs, although protected by ribs, can shake the heart and lungs if smashed well, at least it can make people angry, and it is one of the fastest means to subdue a person.

The sudden change of tricks made many spectators unexpected, and they let out a burst of exclamations, secretly raising the evaluation of Hao Fei, a big fat man, in their hearts. Of course, watching people fight can't just be regarded as fun, everyone is a free hunter, and it has become their instinct to know about potential companions and opponents who may join forces one day or become enemies one day.

Such a big fat man, he is already outstanding in strength, no matter how changeable his mind and flexible movements are, it is difficult to win.

It's a pity that the spectators are destined to guess wrong today.

The big fat man Hao Fei's antelope hanging horns, a trick that was at its peak, was still blocked.

It was the bartender's palm that blocked him, in a very strange gesture, as if he had broken his arm, in front of his fist.

"Your mother exploded!" Hao Fei was furious, such a beautiful move was still blocked, is there any reason in the end.

What's more, his fists can't be fucking pumped back. The bartender's two hands are like leather pinch, and they can't be pulled off if they are glued.

At this time, Hao Fei also realized that this bartender was powerful, and if people dared to be a bartender here, I am afraid that he also had two brushes, at least much more real material than the guy who seemed to be as strong as a gorilla before, but was actually useless.

Hao Fei, who thought that he could bend and stretch, and that he could be the boss and be the little brother, hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy: "Hehe, big brother, do you see if you can let me go? I just drank too much and was a little upset, not intentionally, there will be no next time, and I will never make trouble for my brother!"

"Hey, Hao Fei, do you still have any backbone? Why are you kneeling?" some of the spectators were dissatisfied and mocked loudly.

Of course Hao Fei won't do it, he can't beat the bartender brother, are you still afraid of you scum?

"Get out, you! The bartender brother is a master, and people have a lot of mistakes that don't care about me, how can I be called spineless, I know my mistakes and can change them!"