Brughhaven, Bedgay Bar.

The lights flickered on and off, as if the invisible hand was playing with the switch. The changing lights sometimes resemble the blue sea, casting various shadows on the dance floor. Sometimes it is a blood-stained red glow in the sea, strange and gloomy.

The people on the dance floor danced their bodies like selflessness, and the crazy music was deafening. Strange patterns change on the walls of the bar, and eerie sounds flicker from time to time.

The bartender behind the bar is tall and elegant, with a well-contoured face, and his neatly combed black hair perfectly sets off his clear facial features. He wore an immaculate black suit, a white shirt, slender arms skillfully blended wine, and a gentle and seductive smile.

"Need something?" He had a professional, standard smile on his face.

At this moment, Shen You just sat down in front of the bar, but he used his mimicry ability to change his face.

"Coffee is fine." Shen You said.

"Okay."

A moment later, a steaming cup of coffee was put on the bar.

But when the cup was handed over, Shen You noticed that a black tentacle protruded from the bartender's back, covered with a sucker-like structure. The limp tentacle had a small eyeball wrapped around it, and it popped and threw it into the black-brown coffee.

The bartender, who had done this, retracted his tentacles casually, smiled and pushed the coffee down the bar.

"Please take your time."

Shen You looked at the big eyeballs that had just been thrown in, and then at the smiling bartender, and didn't know what to say for a while.

No, is it really good that you are so blatant to add such a thing in front of me that makes people fall off? Why don't you at least make a feint to cover it up?

Or is it said. Mo is very invisible?

Shen You's heart moved, and he quickly thought of such a possibility. Perhaps this picture that seemed extremely outrageous to him just now actually had some kind of spiritual or visual shielding that ordinary people could not see.

Most of the similar tactics did not work for him. But apparently the eccentric bartender in front of him didn't know this.

Shen You remained silent, ready to continue to observe secretly. Someone sat down next to him.

"Two glasses of whiskey, with olives."

It's a red-haired woman, she said to the bartender.

"A cup to this gentleman."

As she spoke, she squeezed her eyes at Shen You, intentionally or unintentionally showing the deep trenches and infinite scenery of the Northern Hemisphere.

"Thank you." Shen You said politely.

The woman sat a little closer and smiled, "Sir looks like a novice." The first time? ”

"A few times." Shen You said, "But the last time is a bit long ago. ”

He's telling the truth, the last time he went to the bar was before he crossed over, it was thousands of years ago.

The woman giggled: "It's still an old driver, I can't see it." ”

"Okay." Shen You said lightly.

Influenced by some unnamed senior masters, he is especially good at driving jeeps.

"Are you confident in your marksmanship?" The red-haired woman continued to approach, bringing a pungent scent.

"100 shots, 100 hits." Shen You said calmly.

This is not boasting. Shooting is a basic course, what is the gold content of the first year?

"It's a big breath, but I like it"

The woman smiled and tried to entangle, like a water snake winding in the grass.

But Shen You didn't say a word, and his right fist slammed out.

It was as if the air was exploding in a confined space, and the wine glasses were blown to pieces in front of the bar. The red-haired woman's head was blasted out with a bang, shattering a table and a table full of dishes and bottles.

The woman's neck crooked, and she fell unconscious between the debris, and a distorted burst of damaged data rolled across her beautiful face, turning into a black six-eyed monster in the blink of an eye.

It's not an unusual thing, it's just some kind of holographic projection-like camouflage technology. For Shen You, it was a glance to see through.

The same goes for everyone else.

The moment he threw his punch, the entire bar exploded in an instant.

The bartender let out a loud shout, and several twisted tentacles reached out from behind him. The people on the dance floor stopped dancing and jumped out, and one by one they showed their hideous faces like monsters. A woman in a red robe clings to the ceiling on all fours like some boneless animal, crawling down the roof like a large spider, her long hair falling down, the picture is grotesque and terrifying.

The strong man sitting next to the bar roared angrily and waved out his right arm, and that arm turned into some kind of bone blade-like form, slashing sharply towards Shen You's neck.

All of them are aliens.

It turns out that none of the people in this bar were human in the first place.

Of course, that also includes Shen You.

Who isn't an alien yet?

Shen You sat indifferently in his position, calmly watching the bone blade beside him swing towards him, approaching quickly with the sound of air being cut through the air.

Until it is almost a fraction of a centimeter away from the tip of the nose.

It stopped.

No, it's not just the strong man. The bartender who was shooting tentacles at him, the woman crawling on the roof, the aliens outflanking the whole room, and the debris that exploded in the air, and the wine in the smashed wine bottle, all hovered in mid-air at this moment.

It was as if someone had lowered the floodgates of the river of time, and the original surging torrent was instantly blocked into a trickle, and the passage of time was so slow that it was like being carried on the back of a big turtle, moving forward inch by inch.

This is because Shen You is too fast.

He moves fast, his brain spins just as fast, and the natural effect of "bullet time" in his field of vision is there.

He slowly got up from his seat, unhurriedly avoiding the edge of the bone blade. Passing by the strong man, he casually stretched out a finger and tapped it lightly on the cheek that was frozen in a roaring expression.

In this static space-time, even the most casual poke will be endowed with amazing power under the blessing of ultra-high speed. The shockwave slowly spread from the point of his fingers along the strong man's cheeks, and the skin of that ugly face was like a wave that had been slowed down a hundredfold, which looked ridiculous.

The other two seemed to be aliens from different races, rushing side by side in the direction of the bar. Shen You wandered in front of the two, glanced at them, lifted their claws, and took their respective positions to aim at each other's heads, and then gently exerted a reverse force on their arms.

Walk around the bar for most of the time, giving a punch here and a slap there, turning a direction for a big guy who is about to charge, or dragging an alien to a teammate's path to throw skills.

After a big turn, he returned to the bar, looked at the bartender with a distorted expression and fired tentacles at him in slow motion, thought about it, and grabbed all the tentacles in his hand with a wave of his right hand.

He tugged at the tentacles, jumped against the wall, and did a somersault past the ceiling, tying the tentacles into a dead knot on the fan.

Falling back to the ground, he clapped his hands and walked back to the bar, sitting back in place with his legs crossed.

The next moment, the strong man at the bar tilted his neck and smashed his whole head on the ground. A team of alien friends suddenly clawed at each other's cheeks and screamed at each other. A few aliens fell headlong, and a few more spun in place. Another big guy rushed into the toilet with a bang, slammed his head into the toilet and took a big sip before he could close his head

The bartender screamed and flew off the ground from behind the bar, his knotted tentacles wrenched into the electric fan. The fan was dragged off the ceiling with a grief and fell to the ground with the bartender, smashing a table.

In an instant, a whole room of fierce aliens had fallen to the ground, some lying, some lying and some hanging on the wall. Only Shen You was left in the whole room, sitting calmly and cross-legged by the bar, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

"Now,"

Shen You sat in his chair and glanced at the moaning aliens all over the room.

"Does anyone else want to get out?"

(End of chapter)