The so-called place of war is a place where several people were killed in the street and the gunfire was so loud that no one came to watch or call the police. Only the lights of many nearby people suddenly went out.
After killing three sailors who secretly attacked him behind his back, Zuo Yi reintroduced Remington into the ring of space.
He went on down the street and soon came to the first intersection, then turned right into an alley.
After walking a hundred meters, the herring bar arrived.
The orange light is transmitted from the dusty doors and windows, and the music and the noise of wine customers can be heard faintly. An LED light board is hung on the old oak door, showing a very abstract herring pattern and a line of crooked English words.
When he comes to the door of the bar, Zuo Yi throws the cigarette end he has just smoked on the ground, grinds it off with his toes, and pushes open the door of the bar.
The boiling voice, together with a heat wave mixed with all kinds of strange smells, came to my face!
Jingling!
The ringing of the bell hanging behind the door frame immediately attracted the attention of many people.
There are at least two or three hundred people in this bar. Most of them are rude sailors, tough mercenaries, fat businessmen, drunken drunkards and exposed bar girls.
Among them, there are white and black people, as well as brown native people, which makes people feel like they are on the set of an adventure film.
There are two billiard tables at the bottom of the bar. Several people are playing.
Surprise, doubt, ridicule
Zuo Yi ignores all kinds of strange eyes that fall on him and goes straight to the front of the bar.
There was still an empty stool in front of the bar. Zuo Yi sat down and knocked on the bar: "give me a glass of whisky."
The bartender was a burly black man with a bald head and blind eye, covered with a black mask.
"Ten dollars," he said quietly
The Republic of Dominica has suffered years of war and the national credit system has long collapsed, so the currency previously issued was like waste paper, but now the currency circulating in this country is US dollars.
Zuo Yi rubbed his fingers, "turned out" a hundred dollar bill and threw it on the counter: "don''t look for it first."
The black bartender gave Zuo Yi a deep look, took the glass and bottle, and poured him a glass of whisky.
Zuo Yi took a glass of wine and tasted it. He sat on the stool and turned around, quietly unfolding his mental network.
"Outlaw..."
Just then, a drunken drinker in a cowboy hat staggered over. With a contemptuous smile on his face, he asked in a sarcastic tone, "where are you from? What are you doing here?"
With that, he lifted up his leather jacket and revealed the revolver inserted in his waist.
The nearby drinker looked at it with a look of schadenfreude in his eyes.
Zuo Yi drank all the whisky in his glass, took a breath of wine and said faintly, "I came from a far place. I came here to kill people?"
"Kill?"
The cowboy drinker was stunned: "who did you kill?"
Click!
In Zuo Yi''s hand, the glass wine cup turned into countless pieces. He replied, "the beast of Zhenzhi Council."
As soon as the voice fell, the originally noisy bar suddenly became very quiet. Only the coin jukebox placed on the corner was still playing, and the air seemed to freeze.
Everyone looked at Xiang Zuoyi. Most of their eyes were extremely vicious, ferocious and ferocious!
At the next moment, at least forty or fifty drinkers pulled out their weapons.
Violent killing intention is surging!
"Die!"
The first shot was the cowboy drinker closest to Zuo Yi. He suddenly waved his fist and hit Zuo Yi''s head. The metal finger tiger on his right hand drew a fierce light.
Pop!
His fist was caught by Zuo Yi''s left hand, surpassing the powerful power of mortals, like a clay ox into the sea.
"Ah!"
Cowboy drinkers screamed earth shaking. The whole person seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer and suddenly flew backward. I don''t know how many wine tables were knocked over.
While crushing the hand bones of cowboy drinkers and bumping them away, Zuo Yi threw out the glass fragments in his hand.
The spiritual net he just launched has covered the whole bar and stimulated the detection light. The spiritual light of all the people present is presented in his perception, and the camp of good and evil is distinguished in an instant.
"Ah!" "ah!"
The shrill scream suddenly sounded. The drinkers who tried to attack Zuo Yi were hit by pieces of glass in the head and heart, and fell down a large area.
Although it is the most ordinary glass, after being absorbed by Zuo Yi, it is like high-energy bullets. Even the hardest skull can easily penetrate!
In Zuo Yi''s perception, these people all showed a black and red evil light and were the enemies of his camp.
Killing them will not only damage Zuo Yi''s virtue, but also gain a lot of faith.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Many drinkers who were not hit by glass fragments pulled the trigger at Zuo Yi. They all carried weapons, and some of them were extraordinary.
However, none of the bullets could hit Zuo Yi, because his body had disappeared in situ, and he rushed into the crowd like a ghost and killed!
You don''t need any weapons. Your fist is Zuo Yi''s strongest weapon. No one can stop his gentle fist. One by one, he was exploded on the spot and died in a strange shape!
The sound of guns, screams, cries for help and fractures are intertwined to form a purgatory sonata.
The herring bar has become a hell of blood and fire. After suffering from pain and despair, evil people fall into a bottomless abyss.
In just a few minutes, there was no one standing in the bar. The ground was covered with corpses, and the blood gathered into a stream, flowing silently on the oak floor.
A few survivors curled up with their heads in the corner or under the table, shivering and frightened!
Boom!
After killing the last guy who tried to escape from the bar, Zuo Yi calmly returned to the front of the bar.
He sat down in his original position and knocked on the bar again: "another drink."
The black bartender slowly stood up.
Just now, when Zuo Yi was killing, he shrank into it for the first time, so he was not affected.
Trembling, he took the wine bottle and glass and poured Zuo Yi a second glass of whisky.
Zuo Yi took the glass and said meaningfully, "you are very lucky."
The black bartender was lucky not to be hit by random guns, and the light of his heart was gray - neutral camp.
The black bartender squeezed out a smile worse than crying.
He swore that he had never seen such an evil star as Zuo Yi in his life!
After sipping the second glass of wine, Zuo Yi asked, "where is the entrance?"
The black bartender hesitated for only a second and resolutely reached out to the refrigerated beverage cabinet next to the bar.
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