The Lucky Cat's hair stood up when he heard these shouts.
The cat's claws were stretched out, its back was arched, and its eyes glared at the crowd.
The crooked-headed bartender tightened his grip on his stick, the fish-headed girl raised her fist, and Zhou Bai's blue pistol also pointed its muzzle at the one-legged old lady standing in the front row.
The situation is about to break out.
Only then did the one-legged old lady notice the blue pistol in Zhou Bai's hand.
"You actually hold the pistol that created the illusion?
It seems that you still intend to persist in your stubbornness."
Behind Zhou Bai, the black pollution on the ears of the rabbit-eared proprietress has almost spread to the roots.
The whites of her eyes are getting fewer and fewer, almost completely turning into black.
The lame old man pointed at the proprietress and shouted, "She is going crazy, she is going crazy! She will attack us soon."
When Zhou Bai heard this, he immediately turned his gun on the lame old man.
He immediately shut up, lowered his head and tried to hide in the crowd.
"Your gun can only hit one person at a time. But we have hundreds of people.
It's better to surrender as soon as possible.
Except for the one with the fish head and the cat, we can accept the rest."
The bartender with a crooked head silently reached over and took the fish-headed girl's hand.
He roared back at the one-legged old lady.
"I can't abandon either of them!"
The old lady's face suddenly turned livid.
At this time, the expression on the face of the rabbit-eared landlady became more and more painful.
The one-legged old lady sighed when she saw her like this.
"Stop protecting her. It's useless.
People who have mutated will not be conscious.
She will attack you soon."
As soon as she finished speaking, the rabbit-eared landlady roared and squatted on the ground in pain.
Seeing her like this, Zhou Bai knew that her body must be fighting fiercely against pollution.
I saw her grabbing her ears with her hands in pain.
His eyes, which were almost dyed black, suddenly looked up at the crowd opposite.
She holds scissors in her hand.
The sharp scissors glowed coldly.
The person looking at her across the way immediately felt a little shuddering.
The lame old man was pointed at by Zhou Bai, and he cowered and hid in the crowd, but still did not give up.
While Zhou Bai was caring about the landlady, he stuck his head out and shouted again.
"Crazy! She must be going crazy!"
Immediately afterwards, the proprietress's scissors were lifted up by her.
The people on the opposite side all held the torches in their hands.
If the landlady really went crazy, they would probably throw the torch at the tavern immediately.
However, they did not wait for the landlady to attack people.
Her scissors were not pointed at anyone else.
Instead, he turned it around and faced himself.
Red liquid dripped on the top of her head.
The scissors were cut at the base of her ears.
Every time she cut, her facial expression almost twitched with pain.
Cold sweat continued to flow down her forehead.
It took ten cuts!
The ears on her head turned black and then fell off.
People on the whole street looked at this scene in shock.
No one dared to make a sound.
All of these people have experienced pain.
Therefore, I can feel the pain that the boss lady is experiencing now even more.
The only thing heard in the audience was the sound of the landlady gasping in pain.
The rabbit ears fell to the ground.
The landlady stood up from the ground with trembling hands, her hands trembling.
Zhou Bai quickly stretched out his hand to support her.
Her eyes at this time had turned into normal black and white.
Only then did the one-legged old lady come back to her senses from the intense shock.
"Very good. You cut off the bunny ears yourself.
Show that you are willing to choose our camp.
come on.
We can accommodate you."
The crowd on the opposite side also felt that the proprietress was about to surrender, and the tense atmosphere finally relaxed.
The only remaining ear of the landlady hung down on the back of her head.
She was weak, and with Zhou Bai's support, she took a step forward.
Although his face was a little pale due to excessive bleeding.
But there was still a determined light in her eyes.
"Just because I cut off my ears doesn't mean I have to give up my tavern.
I agree that pain can inhibit pollution.
But I don’t agree that pain is the only way to curb pollution.
Lin Mazi, who chooses to use pain to suppress pollution, I am willing to accept him as a waiter in the tavern.
Those who choose to use other methods, I am also willing to accept them into this tavern."
The landlady stood directly opposite the one-legged old lady.
The small figure spoke words that were not loud.
But what she said violently impacted her heart.
She looked into the tavern.
The people inside still showed fear towards her.
She couldn't help but lower her head.
After a long while, he sighed deeply.
"I can let this tavern go today.
However, mutants will be discriminated against in this town.
There's no way the pub can survive."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and said to the crowd.
"Bring your weapons and leave ten men to guard the tavern.
The rest, go back."
After she finished speaking, she directed the crowd to disperse.
The lame old man didn't want his efforts to go to waste, so he approached her.
"Just let them go like this? If these people get mad, our entire town will be in danger."
The one-legged old lady gave him a cold look, said, "I have my own sense of discretion," and then ignored him.
The lame old man did not dare to say anything more, so he could only follow her and walk away silently.
But he still turned his head from time to time and looked fiercely at the people in the tavern.
The crisis is finally over.
Zhou Bai helped the landlady walk into the tavern.
The crooked-headed bartender silently held the fish-headed girl's hand and followed them in.
Inside the tavern.
The fear in the eyes of those customers has not receded yet.
The crooked-headed bartender went over to get some gauze and came over to help the rabbit-eared proprietress bandage her head.
Zhou Bai looked at the stunned crowd, and then looked at the messy tavern.
He lowered his head and sighed.
Today is the last night, what can we do to keep this pub alive?
His hand struck the blue pistol unconsciously.
Then, his eyes fell on the pistol.
I saw that the part of the pistol held by him had been slightly dented.
He frowned fiercely.
A pistol that can create illusions?
The words of the one-legged old lady came to Zhou Bai's mind.
He suddenly woke up with a start.
If the tavern is restored to its original state, will it be able to survive?
After this idea emerged, he became excited.
Yes, that’s it!
But how can the pub be restored to its original condition?
He brought the blue pistol closer to him and carefully examined its material.
Then, use your fingernails to gently scratch over the pistol.
He looked at the scratches on the pistol in surprise.
"Candle?"
Unexpectedly, it even used illusion to hide its own material.
In the wine cellar below, the candle is dripping blue liquid.
And as time goes by, its candlelight has become darker and darker.