An ordinary bar.
"Sure enough, the good wine in Longmen is not less than that in Yanguo."
In front of the bar, the blond man shakes his goblet and admires the amber liquor in his hand against the light.
"We agreed, Mr. Jinwu."
Capone walked in from the front door of the bar with his arms covered, and drops of blood fell on the floor along his fingers. Jinwu frowned slightly and put down his wine cup.
"It's not a good habit to disturb others when they are tasting wine, Mr. Capone."
"You said you would help us."
"Yes, that's exactly what I promised you."
Jinwu stood up and looked coldly at Capone, who was like a bereaved dog. The latter was shocked and subconsciously stepped back.
"But I didn't say when I would do it."
"You!"
Capone stared at Jinwu. If it weren't for the overpowering of the Rat King and Wei Yanwu, he wouldn't have asked these people for help.
"Ha ha ha, just kidding, Mr. Capone."
The sudden laughter broke the heavy atmosphere. Jinwu reached out and patted Capone on the shoulder. The smile on his face was warm and scary.
"Qingluan, have you got their position?"
"Well, Longmen Outer Ring 391 Avenue."
"Let's go, then." He patted Capone on the shoulder again. Jinwu lifted his sword against the bar and said with a smile, "Don't let our employer down."
Accompanied by the last person walking out of the bar, Carpeng took a long breath and sat on the high stool beside the bar.
The man just wanted to kill himself for a moment.
"Would you like something to drink, sir?"
It seems that the barmaid is not interested in these scenes. She lightly wipes the glass in her hand and asks Capone without looking up.
"... a bloody Mary."
"OK, please wait a moment."
Looking at the busy landlady in front of the wine cabinet and the big tail slowly swinging behind her, Capone suddenly remembered something, and his forehead could not help but shed a cold sweat.
A former knight of Kasimir lived in seclusion in Longmen and opened a small bar after killing a group of chasing nobles.
If I remember correctly, the man was a Walper
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"Mohong!! Faster, faster, catch up with Texas!"
"Ah Neng, don't sway, it's dangerous... Don't stand up!"
In the outer ring of Longmen, four motorcycles are driving fast on the highway. On the back seat of one of them stands a sarkota man with a halo on his head, waving a fluorescent stick that comes from nowhere.
"... empty, I slowed down a little."
"That's really... great... Texas seniors..."
Having turned into mosquito repellent eyes, she leaned on Texas' back in a daze, and apparently did not have the energy to feel the warmth of Texas' back.
Although Mohong even felt her whiteness.
Don't care about the defeated dog. Penguin Logistics is driving at a high speed towards the place sent by the Emperor. If nothing unexpected happens, you can see it in a few minutes
Ah, it seems that the speed of those people is not slow.
"Are we standing in the middle of the road?"
Qingluan looked at the confident Jinwu beside him. Although he knew his partner's style, he could not help but want to say something.
"Don't worry, they won't hit."
"... I mean, what if they don't mind us passing by directly?"
"... what you said is reasonable."
Pull out the sword and poke into the road. In a flash, all the people present could feel a hot air beating on their faces.
"That's all right."
Under the terrible high temperature, the tar began to melt, and the street lamps on both sides also collapsed like cream, forming a perfect barrier.
"... I went to find a place to snipe."
"Hmm."
The remaining three people stood quietly in the moonlight, looking at them from a distance, like three strange guys holding some strange ceremony. Qingluan, who had already found the location for sniping, helplessly covered his face and began to think about when it would be appropriate to leave the organization.
"Here we are."
Both sides noticed each other at the same time. Mo Hong cursed in secret and said to Neng Angel behind him.
"Ah Neng, the sniper is not inside."
"I know."
The basic quality of a gunman has played a role at this moment. Angel Neng has roughly observed a circle and found several sniping points where Qingluan might be hiding.
"I went to avenge her, Mo Hong."
As he spoke, Neng Angel subconsciously touched his belly, and the wound once left seemed to be aching.
It was the woman who made her almost unable to play happily with Mohong in bed. She has a deep blood feud. She should make a good settlement.
The light wings spread, and the angel leaped to hide in the buildings beside the road. The rest of them followed Mo Hong and stopped slowly to confront the third brother of Yuexia.
"Auntie press~"
“....”
"I'm sorry to answer the phone." Mo Hong reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone. He said impatiently to the person on the other end of the phone, "Don't buy a house or insurance. If you call me again, believe it or not, I will take Penguin Logistics colleagues to blow up your company."
"All right, let's continue."
"This should be our first meeting, Mo Hong."
Jinwu scratched his golden hair, revealing a hearty laugh.
"Ang, indeed."
"Well, in fact, we didn't need to do that. We could just sit down in a bar and have a good drink."
"I guess you want to say but."
"You guessed right, but there was no reward." Jin Wu clapped gently, shook his head and said, "But my father had to let me find you to avenge before he died. I am such a dutiful child."
"Let me ask you how your father died."
"Oh, I poisoned it."
"Thank you for being filial."
"I can't help it. After all, my father's character is too rigid. He has to win by measuring. He doesn't realize that the number is just a number for people like you."
The stall keeper of Jinwu Stall slowly pulled out the long sword at his waist and played a few times at random.
"Before you start, can you let me have a word?"
"Go ahead."
"Did you just come back from the construction site with bricks? How come you are so disheartened?"
Mo Hong tried hard to hold back his smile and pointed to the point, but he couldn't stop trembling, which proved that he was really hard to hold back.
"You bastard!"
It's not surprising that Mo Hong said that he had experienced a man-made sandstorm, not to mention a large number of dead insects, but the sand on his head showed that he had obviously experienced a happy battle.
"In fact, I wanted to laugh for a long time."
"Chief!!!"