Ah Le suddenly took a breath, he didn't expect that such an inconspicuous small shop would actually have shaft lead bullets for sale, and he could also come up with special models from the six major families.

The middle-aged man didn't wait for Ah Le to respond, he looked up at him, his tone was a little more indifferent, and said: "If you don't have money, then there is also Mithril Bullet, a mass-produced model, two three thousand imperial coins, how many you want, and five are on sale." If you don't have any money, then the next one, our store does not do small business. ”

Ah Le is running out of ammunition at the moment, all the self-defense weapons on his body are exhausted, and the Imperial Crystal Card or something has picked up a lot in the Black Forest. He no longer hesitated, took out ten crystal cards and put them on the counter, and said, "Brush it yourself, get me two shaft buckshots." ”

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, took a deep look at Ah Le, then turned around and walked in, came out after a while, put an inconspicuous wooden box on the counter, and then swept it with a pos machine, all swept it into a rag pocket, and put it away.

Ah Le opened the wooden box and saw that there were really two shaft buckshot inside. Inside the inconspicuous box, there is also an array of Yuan Force that can isolate the outside world, which is used to delay the release of radiation from the shaft lead bullet.

Ah Le was very satisfied, and wanted to ask for a few more, but unfortunately there was not much money. And the middle-aged man has already begun to wave his hand to drive people away: "If you don't have money, the next one! Lao Tzu's time is precious!"

After leaving the shop, Ah Le still had some hard faith that he was able to exchange for two shaft buckshots. After a little more spin on the street, Ah Le exchanged the remaining gold coins for a few gas grenades from an earl, and was finally satisfied.

Ah Le was more interested in this gray bazaar, and he was in no hurry to leave. He took a few turns and saw a ragged, but overcrowded bar, and squeezed in. No matter what country you are in, bars are always the best place to be.

The bar was packed with barely a place to stay, and the smell of tobacco, alcohol and perfume filled the air. When Ah Le came in, most of them were already half-drunk.

Bars are a place to indulge, and the Grey Bazaar is no exception. Many women are dressed in extreme revealing, and some even seem to have only a few strips of cloth wrapped around their bodies, revealing what should not be exposed. The dark races are all humanoid, and their aesthetics are surprisingly consistent.

However, in such a crowded small bar, there are many powerful people. The owner of this little bar, called Doomsday, is a fine earl.

The Count was old, his face was wrinkled, and his flesh was loose. But it didn't stop him from working, he just had to turn around and reach all the wine on the high wine shelf. Although he is old, he is not slow. No matter who is in any corner, as long as he shouts, the wine he wants will be thrown on his table in the blink of an eye. Of course, the premise is that you have paid for the drink first.

With this hand alone, it can be seen that the earl is by no means simple, otherwise he would not have opened a bar in such a place.

Ah Le squeezed to the bar, tapped lightly on the tabletop, and said, "It's strong enough to have a cup." ”

The earl looked at Ah Le, and his gaze seemed to penetrate Ah Le for a moment, and then he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Little guy of the human race, be careful of drinking too much. If you lie down in this kind of place, there is only one end, and that is to be stripped naked and thrown out of town. ”

The smile on Ah Le's face remained unchanged, and he said again: "The cup is strong enough, the kind you are good at." ”

"Okay! The new guy is always so impulsive. I was like this when I was young," the old man nagged as he prepared a cup of colorful things in a dazzling way and placed them in front of Ah Le. That cup of things looked terrifying, smelled terrifying, and an indescribable smell rushed straight to the end of his nose, making Ah Le, who had a keen sense, almost sneeze. Looking at such a cup of things, Ah Le was also a little hesitant.

At this time, a beautiful woman squeezed next to her, and smiled at Ah Le: "Little handsome guy, this is the signature here, it's a pity not to taste it." ”

This is a female zombie, hot enough, dressed explicitly, and her eyes are direct enough, so she almost didn't press Ah Le directly to the ground.

Ah Le is not very interested in zombies. However, after listening to her recommendation, I still picked up my wine glass and took a small sip. As soon as this wine entered his mouth, it was like a line of fire rushing straight to the bottom of his abdomen, and Ah Le's brain boomed, and he was suddenly in a trance, and he actually drank too much directly in one sip.

In his life, Ah Le has never encountered a situation where he was almost knocked down by a small sip of wine. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was hot, his head was a little foggy, and his thoughts began to fly. He put his hand in front of his eyes and looked at it, and saw that his hand was flushed, and his face was the same.

At this time, around the bar, there are not a few people who pay attention to Ah Le. Seeing that Ah Le's drunken state has been revealed, many people's eyes began to become wrong, some were looking at Ah Le's things, and some were looking at Ah Le's people.

The bewitching woman only saw that her eyes were shining, she leaned in, almost put all her huge breasts on Ah Le's arms, licked her lips, and said, "Little handsome guy, don't you want me to have a drink?"

Ah Le's voice in his ears at the moment was fluctuating, and he nodded.

The old earl shook his head, and placed an identical glass of wine on the bar. The female zombie showed greed in her eyes, grabbed the wine glass, and wanted to pour it into her mouth. But as soon as the glass was raised, it slammed back into the bar.

A hand reached from behind, grabbed the female zombie's wrist, and pressed it against the bar.

The female zombie was shocked and angry, and turned her head to look. I saw a younger female zombie with a cold face behind her, and she said coldly: "Slut, get away! This little handsome guy is not worthy of a cheap thing like you." ”

The female zombie let out a low roar in her throat, and the fangs in her mouth gradually grew, and she roared, "Who do you call a cheap thing?"

The young female zombie did not back down: "It's you! What's wrong?"

The female zombie roared and slammed into the young female zombie, crushing her to the ground. The two immediately tumbled and rolled, exerting their strength against each other, and the soldiers were thumping, and their fists were fist-to-flesh. The people around are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and the onlookers applaud, no one wants to pull the fight, but many people began to bet on the young female zombie, but there are more female zombies who bet on the previous one.

Ah Le still held the glass of wine, drinking it in small sips, unaware of the changes behind him.

I don't know when, there is another person next to Ah Le, a young woman. She sat next to Ah Le and didn't turn her head, but asked lightly, "Don't you invite me to have a drink?"

Ah Le instinctively wanted to nod, but suddenly saw her rare black hair, her whole body was shocked, and she was silent for a moment before saying, "I will accompany you as many drinks as you want." ”

The black-haired girl turned her head and looked at Ah Le, her eyes dark. "You want to get me drunk and take me away?"

At this moment, Ah Le's thoughts fluttered, and he instinctively said, "If you can, why not?" As soon as this sentence came out, Ah Le himself was startled. He would never have said that if he was sober. Every time a few glasses of wine were served, he always seemed to be a different person.

However, Liu Xinling was not angry, but said lightly: "If you want to, then try it." Boss, ten more glasses of this wine!"

Ten cups!

Although Ah Le was in a half-scented state, he was also shocked when he heard it, and the wine suddenly woke up a lot. Many people in the bar also noticed this and cheered loudly.

The old man smiled playfully, and without saying a word, there was a rapid movement in his hand, and in the blink of an eye, ten glasses of colorful wine appeared on the bar.

Liu Xinling picked up a cup, slammed it vigorously with Ah Le and said, "Come on, it's done." As soon as he raised his head, a large glass of liquor was filled into his throat like fire.

Ah Le's face was bitter, holding the wine glass in both hands, taking small sips like drinking medicine, and it took half a day to finish drinking. There was a commotion all of a sudden, and many people were gesturing their middle fingers to Ah Le.

Liu Xinling reached out and brushed her hair, picked up another cup, and said, "Come on, it's done." ”

With such a small movement, her face was revealed in the eyes of everyone, and the sound in the bar suddenly dropped by half, and many people stared at Liu Xinling, breathing heavily.

Ah Le continued to frown, with a sullen expression, and slowly drained the second cup. This time the uproar was much quieter. It's the signature of the bar, and it's so strong that not many people in the room can drink two glasses without getting under the table.

When Liu Xinling picked up the third cup again, the bar was much quieter, and even the two female zombies who were fighting stopped and looked at Ah Le and Liu Xinling with complicated faces.

Liu Xinling's appearance can only be described as perfect, this is a face that should not appear in this kind of place at all. In terms of appearance alone, Ah Le's genetically modified face is not much worse than Liu Xinling. The two sat together, which made many people feel like a good match.

Many men and women are looking at Liu Xinling, and many men and women are also looking at Ah Le.

The fourth cup dried up quickly.

Liu Xinling's face was as usual, as if she had drunk four glasses of water, but her eyes were more profound. And Ah Le has been shaking since the first cup, and it is still shaking until now, but it just doesn't fall.

Seeing this, even the stupidest person knows that it is wrong.

After the fifth cup, the two of them were still the same as at the beginning, and there was no change.

"Boss, ten more glasses. Liu Xinling's style is still so simple and fierce.

However, there was a spoiler in this competition, and an extremely burly and majestic earl came over, slapped his palm on the bar, leaned down, and said to Liu Xinling: "Terran chick, what's the point of drinking with that guy like a girl?

Some other zombies who had long coveted Liu Xinling were suddenly dissatisfied, and one of them released a high-grade earl-level aura, and said in a deep voice: "Dirty guy, the noble saint is not something you should touch!"

Bloody hands stared at the superior earl, smirking and straightening up. He was extremely tall, his head almost hit the roof when he stood up, and the fierce and domineering aura on his body emanated, and the dark blood was so thick that it was almost like strength, and he had reached the strength of a high-class earl.