As long as it is not a deep hatred, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a glass of wine. If not, then two glasses!

When the three people who fought stopped when they heard Xifa wanted to invite a drink, the strong adventurer shouted: "If you want to drink, drink Lielangqi. If it is Zalha, which is as light as water, I don't want it."

"Listen to you."

Xifa pointed at the counter: "Give everyone here a cup of Lielangqi, and write it to my account."

The bartender said with a embarrassed look: "Are you?"

"Relly!" Xifa called out the name loudly, then walked to the bar, grabbed a handful of banknotes, and put them on the counter. "Tell me if it's not enough."

"Okay, sir."

There is no shortage of generous people at sea, but there are not many people like Xifa who invite everyone to have a drink for the first time when they arrive.

For a moment, openly and secretly, countless eyes fell on Xifa.

Xifa himself also asked for a glass of Lielangqi. This is a kind of strong alcohol. The alcohol content is quite high. When I drink it, my stomach seems to be on fire. Xifa exhaled and shouted: "It's satisfying!"

"It seems that you just made a big profit."

An old voice rang beside it.

Xifa looked like an old man with sparse white hair and only a thin layer left. He was tall and strong, his muscles were still loose, and his light brown eyes were not turbid, but bright and sharp.

He also had a cup of Lie Langqi in his hand, which was obviously benefiting from Western France.

Xifa nodded without fear and said, "Yes, it's such a good place on the sea."

The old man laughed: "The sea is really good, but don't you think you are too silly?"

Xifa shrugged his shoulders: "What's the point?"

The old man glanced at him: "Aren't you worried that your wallet will be kept in mind?"

Xifa slapped the 'Blood Praise' on the counter and smiled and said, "I don't mind someone giving me money."

The old man was stunned for a moment before saying, "Young man, really has the courage. There will be an interesting party there, where you may be able to buy what you want. Are you interested?"

Is this a gathering of extraordinary people?

Xifa looked around, then nodded and said, "Of course."

"In an hour, he will take you down." The old man pointed to the bartender behind the counter, left the chair, and raised his glass, "Thank you, Lie Langqi."

After he left, Xifa asked, "Who is this gentleman?"

"He is our boss, 'Glorious' Ozil." Sabao said with a hint of grace.

Xifa suddenly realized that the sensation he created attracted the attention of the owner of Xiangshuye Bar. This also saved himself from inquiring about the extraordinary people's gatherings.

At this time, three or four men came forward, thanking Western French for treating them, while using various rhetoric to spell Western Chinese words.

This is exactly the same as Western style.

After a few casual words, Xifa pretended to be mysterious and said to them: "Do you know, something big will happen soon by Byyam."

"What's the big deal?"

"In the past few days, the Golden Dream will come to Baiyam." Xifa said in a low voice, then laughed and drank a bit of wine.

Several men looked at each other, and one of the smaller men shouted softly: "Are you saying that the iceberg is coming? Why did she come here? Is she crazy? Isn't she afraid of being rounded up by the government?"

Xifa shrugged, "I just learned about this kind of news. As for why she came, I don't know."

"Besides, even if she is coming, she will not make any big fuss. I think the official staff will not encounter her even if they know this news."

"By the way, don't spread this news, I don't want to be troubled by the 'Lieutenant General of the Iceberg'."

He burped and smiled half true.

"Of course."

"It must be certain."

Several men agreed on the surface, but they didn't think so in their hearts. What they thought was to spread the news as soon as possible. A pirate general would not come to Baiyam for no reason. Maybe he really looked like this fool.

Saying that something big happened soon by Byyam.

As for the "fool" of Xifa, he laughed in his heart and continued to ask for a glass of wine.

An hour passed in a blink of an eye, and XiFa glanced at the bartender behind the counter: "I want to attend that party, how do I have to leave?"

"Come with me."

The bartender called another person to take his job, then led Xifa through the hall and into a card room, and under the gaze of several guards, he followed the hidden stairs all the way down.

Soon, an underground area appeared in Xifa's eyes.

Like the ‘Dragon Bar’ in Tingen, there is also an underground trading market here.

Selling herbs, essential oils, ancient books, talismans and various mystical materials. In addition, there are various guns and ammunition, and even ancient muskets and lead bullets, which opened the eyes of Western France.

When I arrived at the other end of the underground trading market, I knocked on the closed door with a knock of four short and two long distances.

There was only a candle in the room in the door, which was located on a lamp stand near the wall, and the light barely illuminated the small room.

The bartender pointed to objects such as hanging and robe masks placed on the table and said to Xifa: "You can pretend or not."

Xifa still cautiously put on a classical black robe, then put on a mask with gorgeous patterns, nodded, indicating that he was ready.

At this point, the bartender was no longer responsible for leading the way. The job was replaced by the guards in the house. Under the guidance of the guards, Xifa went through a dim corridor to another room.

The room is very large and luxuriously decorated. There are carpets from the southern continent on the ground and light stands shining with golden lights on the wall. Xifa swept around and, under the warning sign, he found a sofa and sat down.

Nearly twenty people gathered in the room, including men and women, some as disguised, and some as they were part of their original appearance.

The owner of the bar, Ozil, sat in an easy chair. After about ten minutes, he announced: "Everyone, let's start."

Xifa leaned against the sofa and did not rush to propose a deal. He watched quietly.

Then there were multiple starting sequences of potion recipes in the party, but no one bought them. Xifa was initially confused. Until there were several transactions later, both parties to the transaction carefully checked the items or materials provided by the other party, and the whole process was

, As the organizer of the party, Ozil did not provide any notarization.

This made Xifa understand that it seemed that this party lacked notarists and no powerful diviner. Items or materials could be distinguished through their own experience, and there was nothing to do with the potion formula.

Without guaranteed authenticity, no one will easily take out hundreds of pounds to buy a recipe that is not known for being forged.
Chapter completed!