The scavenger suddenly laughed a few times, put away the musket, then took out a few copper coins and put them on the bar, pushed them in front of the young man, and said: "Haha, I was just joking! 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?!"
"Yeah, he looks like a new guy 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, everyone who dared to find trouble in front of Qianye is already dead, right?"
The drinkers were talking a lot. Since there was no drama to be had, 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 Scarfeng'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. on the author's table.
When Qianye returned to the bar, Scar Feng glanced at the bar with lingering fear, lowered his voice and said: "Who is this kid? I have never... never been so scared when facing werewolves and blood slaves!"
"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 he drinks here is really good."
Scar Feng looked stunned.
There must be no simple person who can open a bar safely for half a year in a place where blood is seen every day.
Strength is not just about appearance. I heard that those pure-blooded vampires all look weak on the outside, but they are the real devils. It is said that they can kill a dozen Imperial Expeditionary Forces with one finger! And any man from the Imperial 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 deep in thought. This is his signature move. When he is not required to work, Qianye will become part of the background of the bar.
In a drawer under the bar was a large-caliber Cole pistol. This heavy gun is well-made and has a classic design. It can hold seven bullets. It is produced by the imperial military industry giant Blackstone Heavy Industries. It is called a small steel cannon among gunpowder pistols. Its power is not comparable 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. Touch enough. As for going further, it depends on the willingness and price of both parties.
There are guest rooms in Manzhushahua, but they are not used very often. Having a room is a very luxurious thing. Why go to the room when things can be solved on the grass? This is what most scavengers think.
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 men's gasps and women's exaggerated screams.
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 among women. Of course, that's when they still have copper in their pockets.
The atmosphere in the bar was instantly ignited.
Qianye became busy, and requests for drinks came one after another. But his movements were skillful and steady, and cups of spirits were produced as if on an assembly line. All requirements were met in strict order, with no mistakes or omissions. They were 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. The lower abdomen is completely naked|exposed. There is a black scorpion tattooed on her lower abdomen, which adds 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, and every inch is filled with the fresh smell of grass after the rain. In addition, her lipstick is as red as fire, and it is the most shining bright color in this dark and obscene place.
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 faces of several new scavengers change. Those were imperial silver coins! They would have to wander in the wilderness for two months to earn back one Imperial Silver Coin.
However, the woman's whole body exudes the aura of youth and wildness, as if every inch of her skin is glowing, making men's hearts feel like they are on fire. From the moment she walked in, the other women in the bar immediately looked like old hens shedding their feathers compared to her.
"Is your lower body made of raw alloy?" Someone began to be dissatisfied. But then he was grabbed by his friends.
"That's Min'er. It's very powerful, but it 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 steel pot that fit close to her 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 focused on the glass of wine in front of Min'er.
That small steel pot is the bar's signature recipe, and no one knows what's inside. But even the poorest wine, as long as you add a drop of its content, it will become fragrant, and a small sip can make people forget all their worries.
No matter what Miner ordered, she would get a drop every time. This was 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 any longer, she blew out a puff of smoke with a special aroma, and her face immediately turned an abnormal blush.
Many people in the bar craned their necks to inhale 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 of life!" Min'er said with some self-deprecation. But no matter what she said, she didn't get the 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. s things!"
The corners of Qianye's mouth 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 any more cigarettes. Are you going to treat me to this meal?"
Qianye didn't react to her expectant gaze, because the word "treat" also meant something else. In this abandoned place where there is only exchange of interests and no friendship, nothing is truly free. Qianye will give her body in return for this meal.
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 fiery and greedy eyes kept wandering over Min'er, but no one responded. An imperial silver coin! Unless they are really crazy to spend this huge amount of money on a woman.
Finally, a one-eyed man who was two meters tall came over, licked his lips, slapped an imperial silver coin heavily on the bar, and shouted: "I'll do it!"
Min'er snorted and said, "I said, 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 coins, slapped them on the bar, then reached out and swept them away. The piles of coins flew up in a row, and fell into Qianye's shirt pocket one by one like eyes. She played this skill beautifully, which immediately aroused a round of applause.
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 said very few words.
Min'er picked up the key ring with her slender fingers and let it spin, then 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! "
"But I will lock the door." Qianye replied.
Min'er uttered a curse word and then smashed the bar counter in frustration. 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: "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 of Manjushahua. The flying broken glass fell on many people's heads, and some unlucky guys were cut. However, no one complained, and everyone looked outside in horror.
Heavy footsteps sounded in the town, which was the sound of military boots hitting the ground.