The scavenger suddenly laughed a few times, put away his musket, then took out a few coins and put them on the bar, pushed them in front of the young man, and said: "Haha, I was just joking! It's just a joke! I have this on me.
That’s it, you can give me whatever you want, as long as it can make me drunk!”
The bar suddenly became alive again, and many drinkers sighed regretfully, feeling that they had not been able to see a good show.
Bucktooth Liu, the strongest and most ferocious among the scavengers, laughed loudly and said, "Scarfeng, I have told you before that you want to cause trouble even with your little virtue?!"
"Yes, he looks like a newcomer at first glance."
"Damn, this guy is quite smart! It's a pity that he didn't see it as a good show. It's been a long time since anyone died here, alas!"
"Oh, all the guys who dared to find trouble in front of Qianye are dead, right?"
The drinkers were talking a lot. Since there was no good show to watch, their conversation quickly turned to women and bragging about their abilities.
Qianye, who was behind the bar, still had a calm face. He put away Scar Feng's few coins, and then mixed a large glass of strong liquor with the previous mix. He put it on an absurdly large plate and sent it to the scavenger.
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When Qianye returned to the bar, Scar Feng glanced at the bar with lingering fear, lowered his voice and said: "Who is this kid? Even when I faced werewolves and blood slaves, I didn't...not like this
Scared!"
"His name is Qianye. He moved to Beacon Town half a year ago. After he came here, he opened this bar and it has been open till now. Do you understand?" the old man among the scavengers said leisurely, and added another sentence.
: "Of course, the wine here is really good."
Scar Feng looked astonished.
To be able to open a bar safely for half a year in a place like this where blood is seen every day, there must be no simple person.
Strength is not just based on appearance. I heard that all the pure-blooded vampires look weak on the outside, but they are the real devils. It is said that one finger can kill a dozen Imperial Expeditionary Forces! And the Empire
Any man from the expeditionary force, even a cook, could kill dozens of scavengers like them.
Behind the bar, Qianye remained motionless, standing like a statue. He didn't know whether he was in a daze or meditating. This was his signature move. When he was not required to work, Qianye would become part of the background of the bar.
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In the drawer under the bar, there is a Kohl's large-caliber pistol. This heavy, big gun is well-made and has a classic design. It can be loaded with seven bullets. It is a product of the imperial military industry giant Blackstone Heavy Industries. It is called a gunpowder pistol.
The power of the small steel cannon in it cannot be compared to the old-fashioned muskets of scavengers.
In the first few days after Manjushahua opened, this Cole once smashed the heads of six guys, and then no one dared to cause trouble anymore, at least not in the town.
The noise in the bar became louder and louder, the drinkers' movements became louder and louder, and women's angry screams were heard from time to time.
But as long as a few coppers are stuffed into their bras, these women will become angry and happy. With a few more coppers, they will twist their strong waists, sit on the laps of men, and let them do whatever they want.
That's enough. As for going further, it all depends on the willingness and price of both parties.
There are guest rooms in Manzhushahua, but they are not used often. Having a room is a very luxurious thing. Why go to the room when you can solve the problem on the grass? This is the idea of most scavengers.
Qianye looked at it indifferently, everything seemed very far away from him.
These women have nothing to do with him, they are just borrowing this place to attract business. With them here, the guests will drink more happily, each one is like a boar in heat.
There was already a scavenger who hugged the woman and rushed out of the side door impatiently. Before the door was closed, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, followed by the man's gasping and the woman's exaggerated scream.
The scavengers who have just returned to the city have some money in their pockets, and their precarious life makes them more generous than the townspeople, so they are more popular with women. Of course, this is when they still have copper in their pockets.
The atmosphere in the bar was instantly ignited.
Qianye began to become busy, and requests for drinks came one after another. But his movements were skillful and steady, and cups of spirits were produced as if they were produced on an assembly line. All requests were met in strict order, without any mistakes.
There is nothing missing, it is as precise as a machine.
At this time, another woman walked in. She was wearing a short jacket and a black corset underneath, restraining her plump breasts. She was wearing canvas trousers common among adventurers, which covered her slender but powerful waist.
Her lower abdomen is completely exposed. There is a black scorpion tattooed on her lower abdomen, which adds a wild temptation to her youthful and energetic body.
The biggest difference between her and other women in the bar is that her youth seems to be flying in the next moment. Every inch is filled with the fresh smell of grass after the rain. In addition, her lips are as red as fire, which makes her look like a woman in this dim and lustful place.
The place is just a touch of the brightest color.
As soon as she walked into the bar, she immediately became the focus of men's eyes.
"Girl! How much does it cost to sleep for one night?" shouted a scavenger who had just arrived in Beacon Town.
"An imperial silver coin." The woman's answer was as direct as the scavenger's question, and she walked directly to the bar and sat down.
This price made the expressions of several new scavengers change. Those were Imperial silver coins! They would have to wander in the wilderness for two months to earn even one Imperial silver coin.
However, the woman's whole body exuded an aura of youth and wildness, as if every inch of her skin was glowing, making the men's hearts feel like they were on fire. When she walked in, the other women in the bar immediately became as if they were compared to her.
An old hen that sheds its feathers.
"Is your lower body made of raw alloy?" Someone began to be dissatisfied. But then he was stopped by his friends.
"That's Min'er, she's very powerful, but she also has a lot of thorns! Don't mess with her!" the friend whispered.
Min'er knocked on the bar and said, "Have a drink of whatever you want, as long as it's exciting enough."
Qianye mixed a large glass of wine in silence, then took out a small silver pot made close to his body, dropped a drop of something into the wine glass, and then pushed the wine in front of Min'er. The greedy eyes of the drinkers immediately divided.
Most of it went to the glass of wine in front of Min'er.
That little silver pot is the bar’s signature recipe, and no one knows what’s in it. But even the worst wine, as long as you add a drop of the contents, it will become fragrant and fragrant.
A small sip can make you forget all your worries.
No matter what Miner orders, she gets a drop every time. This is her unique privilege.
She didn't seem satisfied, so she stretched out her hand again and asked, "Do you have any cigarettes? I want a special kind."
Qianye took out another handmade cigarette from under the bar, with a striking red line drawn on it.
Min'er grabbed it, lit it, took a deep breath, and then held her breath. For a long time, until she couldn't hold on anymore, she blew out a mouthful of smoke with a special aroma, and her face immediately filled with a layer of discomfort.
Normal bright red.
Many people in the bar stretched their necks and inhaled the escaping smoke.
The cigarette was very short, and she only took three puffs before it burned to the end.
Min'er looked at the extinguished cigarette butt with some regret and said, "One more!"
But Qianye didn't move: "You can only smoke one every three days, otherwise you will die quickly."
"Anyway, I've had enough!" Min'er said a little self-deprecating. But no matter what she said, she didn't get a second special cigarette, and Qianye ignored her words later.
Min'er's eyes moved to Qianye's face, and suddenly she said with a half-smile: "Xiaoye, you know, I have wanted to scratch your face several times! I don't like to see someone prettier than me.
Something!”
The corners of Qianye's lips only moved slightly, and he was considered to have smiled.
Min'er raised her hands as if surrendering, then stared at Qianye and said, "Okay, I don't want to smoke anymore. What about your treat?"
Qianye didn't respond to her expectant gaze, because the word "treat" also meant something else. In this abandoned place where there was only exchange of interests and no friendship, nothing was truly free. Qianye invited
For this meal, she would sacrifice her body in return.
Seeing Qianye's lack of response, Min'er smashed the bar counter in frustration, then raised her voice and said, "Who is willing to pay my bill tonight?"
Many people swallowed involuntarily, and their hot and greedy eyes kept wandering around Min'er, but no one responded. An empire silver coin! Unless they are really crazy, they would spend this huge sum of money on a woman.
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Finally, a one-eyed man who was two meters tall came over, licked his lips, slammed an imperial silver coin on the bar, and shouted: "I'll do it!"
Min'er snorted and said, "I told you, I don't like you. You can't do that!"
The one-eyed man didn't have a fit, he just laughed a few times and returned to his seat.
Min'er flicked his silver coin, and it drew an arc and fell towards his head. The one-eyed man grabbed the silver coin and shouted: "Sooner or later you will like me!"
"In the next life!" Min'er replied loudly.
Min'er took out dozens of copper coins, slapped them on the bar, then stretched out her hand to sweep them away, and the piles of coins flew up in a row, and fell into the pocket of Qianye's shirt one by one like eyes. This was a trick of hers.
It was so beautiful that it immediately aroused cheers.
What if the copper plate was replaced with a flying knife?
The scavengers who wanted to sleep with her before shrank their heads, this woman was indeed a tough sell.
"I want a room!" Min'er said.
"The third room is empty." Qianye handed over a key, but he always spoke very little.
Min'er picked up the key ring with her slender fingers and let it spin. Then she stared at Qianye with eyes so hot that they could burn people, and said with a half-smile: "I don't lock the door at night, if you have the guts, just come in!"
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"But I will lock the door." Qianye replied.
Min'er uttered a curse word, and then punched the bar in annoyance. But when she punched down, the whole bar shook!
People in the bar raised their heads and looked around blankly, while Qianye's eyes flashed with a faint light, and then returned to normal.
Suddenly the bald sergeant's extremely frightened shout rang out from outside: "Wait a minute! I'll open the door right now! Open the door right now!"
Before the sergeant finished speaking, an earth-shattering explosion suddenly came from outside. Air waves and shock waves roared in, shattering all the windows in Manjushahua. The flying broken glass fell on the heads of many people, including some unlucky guys.
He was cut, but no one complained. People looked outside in horror.
The sound of heavy footsteps sounded in the small town, which was the sound of military boots hitting the ground.