"Hehe, thank you boss~"
Military tickets are rare in the bottom nest. Seeing such a generous client, the girl put her rosy lips to Rozim's ears.
"The boss needs a few drinks-"
But before she could finish speaking, Rozim suddenly reached out and pressed her mouth because he saw a woman.
It was a woman sitting in the corner, giving a seductive impression that she was almost succubus. She had a slightly pointed face, fair and smooth skin, and under her thin eyebrows were a pair of seductive green eyes and a slightly tall nose. Despite this beauty, it was easy to think of some kind of cat-like beast. Her hair was black and she drooped to her waist, and she was wrapped in a close-fitting silk robe, revealing her curvy figure. When she leaned against the chair, Rozim on the side could even see how full her hips were, pressing against the seat and overflowing.
However, she seemed to have had some trouble, three people approaching the table surrounding her, saying something, one with a cow neck, a burly figure, a heavy pistol stuck in his belt, a naked hair, and the other two slightly short but seemingly rude, the kind of thing Rozim has seen on countless planets, usually a thief or a gangster.
When Rozim looked here, the woman suddenly glanced at her. The green eyes gave Rozim a hypnotic hint. He stood up directly, frightening the bunny girl beside him.
"What's wrong?"
Isven was also stunned for a moment, but Rozim ignored him and walked towards the corner.
"...Stinking bitch, if you don't want toast, you will be punished for wine!"
As soon as the man raised his fist, he was grabbed by his other hand. Before he could react, he flew up and smashed the table into pieces.
Rozim picked up the fake flower inserted in the vase next to him, held it in his mouth, and hugged his chest with both hands.
"Ms., is there anything to serve?"
The woman smiled faintly, picked up the wine glass and took a graceful sip.
"You damn pig's trick!"
Seeing that the boss was knocked over, the two men were furious and pulled out the machete behind their backs. Rozim quickly turned around and grabbed one of the wrists holding the knife with one hand. Then the crackling sound of the bone breaking sounded. The villain yelled in pain when he fell backwards, and his hand was hanging in the air, and the knife fell to the floor with a snap.
Another man just raised his knife and a chair hit his head, knocking him to the ground.
"We haven't lost a fight in the bar."
Isven said, before the man was about to get up, another chair went down, and the man immediately fell back to the ground.
The fights here attracted a lot of attention, but it is common here. As long as it is not very out of line, even the security guards in the bar will not care.
The point is that no one can die.
The leader who had been smashed by Rozim on the chair turned over and came a few meters away, then pulled out his weapon and a heavy pistol from the belt, but Dogo directly shone the other person's butt from behind with a bottle. The man suddenly screamed and jumped up, then fled out of the bar with the bottle and two men.
"My name is Rozim."
Pulling over a chair, Rozim sat directly opposite the mysterious beauty.
"Age...24 years old, living in Planet Nesson 4, which is 190cm tall and weighs 90kg. Currently working in a key department of the Empire, there are several rooms and a boat. The dream is to open a high-end membership restaurant. I am an ordinary person, love peace and hate violence. Although I have a little money, I am more interested in faith and charity. I am more family-oriented, know how to cook, and I usually raise some flowers and plants and small animals at home. I like to travel and travel once a year. In the past, I always go out alone. Although I am very free and relaxed, I have less fun. I want to find someone to accompany me recently."
The beauty smiled slightly, put down the cup, opened her red lips and said lazyly:
"You seem to be in trouble."
"Ha, that's not a big trouble, I've seen even bigger troubles."
Hearing this, the beautiful green eyes looked at Rozim carefully, then swept to the other people on the other tables, and then chuckled softly:
"You have a boat, right?"
"Ah, of course."
"It just so happens that I have a cargo to ship here, and I can pay you a lot of money if you want."
"Ah? Yes...what is it?"
"I."
Suddenly, the woman frowned and stood up suddenly.
"Walk!"
"Ah? Where are you going?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a roar came from outside. Rozim heard that it was the sound of a bomb.
In an instant, the glass and doors and windows were shattered, and the crowd spread out in screams. The bar security guards picked up their weapons and tried to fight back, but they were killed one by one. At the same time, the dazzling laser also burned black scratches on the metal bar.
"Damn it! What the hell!"
Rozim and his group immediately bent down and hid behind a overturned wooden table.
At this moment the mysterious beauty pointed to the back.
"Where to run!"
The broken door was kicked open suddenly, and a group of well-equipped armed men in black armor and helmets rushed in, with rosettes of the Inquisition servants hanging on their chests.
"The court does business! No one is involved and leave immediately!"
At this time, a entourage of the Inquisition turned his head to the table where Rozim and others were hiding, then raised the gun in his hand and fired a laser. The submolecular energy explosion caused the air to overheat and hissed. Then the table exploded and there was no one behind it.
"Chase!"
Rozim didn't hear what these people said before. He was already outside the back door of the bar. When he heard the rushing footsteps behind him, he turned around and threw a grenade at the thin wooden door.
The explosion rang out, followed by a curse. After a few seconds, they ran to the street. At this time, the street was already in chaos and everyone was running in a hurry, while the local forces formed a team to guard their respective territory, and the tense wait and see the situation.
The sudden appearance of the Inquisition is not like a good thing in any case. Although most people don’t even know what the Inquisition is, there are always some well-informed ones.
“What’s the situation?”
Rozim hid in the alley and glanced at the street, then turned around and said to the mysterious beauty not far away:
"Girl, you are not a noble lady in the Shangchao run away from home, are you?"
Isven brought his face over.
"Boss, that's good, that's not bad."
At this moment, a bullet hissed through the air and hit the wall next to Rozim.
He turned around and saw a group of vicious thugs, among whom he taught a lesson in the bar, were all from the poison gland clan.
"Brother! That's that bald man! And that short ahn!"
"short?"
Chapter completed!