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The person who spoke looked quite arrogant.

He had a beard that looked like a steel ring and looked as if it had not been trimmed for more than ten years.

There is a scar on his face that extends from the left corner of his eye to the right corner of his mouth.

Like a twisted earthworm.

A memory of the original owner suddenly emerged in Shen Bei's mind.

His name is Rock, and he is a staff member of Shelter No. 36 and works for the Mercenary Task Release Office.

In other words, whenever there is any employment task, it is issued by him.

It can be said that he has many opportunities for others to work and make money.

Any job that is thrown out is not an easy job.

The real money-making tasks were all taken over by his friends in his circle.

The original owner had a pretty good relationship with Lord Luo.

However, since the original owner was not a psychic, many tasks could not be carried out. However, there was no financial relationship between them, and they were just pure friends.

"How about a bottle of whiskey, man?"

Rock smiled, and the scar on his face twisted like a coiled snake, and asked Shen Bei.

Shen Bei smiled. The previous owner had no use for Rock, and Shen Bei was different now.

He nodded and paid the money for 12 crystal source cores.

The price is normal.

“I like this place.”

Rock took a swig of liquor, hissed, and exhaled through his teeth, continuing, "The air here is filled with decadence, desire, and lewdness. Come on, have a drink, this is life."

If Shen Bei wasn't in a good mood today, he wouldn't like to come to this kind of place.

The smell here is so strong that it is almost indissoluble, which is almost equivalent to hallucinogens and aphrodisiacs for most people.

It will make you lose your mind and degenerate into only the instinctive desires of wild beasts.

Shen Beiran thought that a bottle of whiskey was worth 20 bullets. In the wilderness, these bullets could often save Shen Bei's life, but the whiskey could not.

But Shen Bei also took a sip of the whiskey.

The taste is not very good.

This isn't some high-end product from a bygone era, but simply the wine produced by Shelter No. 36 itself.

This wine does not have the rich fruity aroma of old-fashioned whiskeys, but at least it is strong enough.

Rock's alcohol tolerance is actually not very good.

A newbie who loves both cooking and drinking.

After a glass of wine, he began to feel dizzy and talk about his past events.

According to the original owner's memory, Rock was like a parrot and had almost memorized all those things.

I could even foresee what Rock would say next and what expression and tone he would use.

Shen Bei ate his dinner while being a quiet listener.

There was no way to interrupt, or rather, even if someone interrupted him, Rock would not respond. He continued to recount his brave deeds before he was contaminated by the "divine punishment miasma".

Shen Bei only has one comment about Rock: "Poor but lucky"

Even though he lost his super powers, he was still able to get a good job that was enough to support himself, making him one of the lucky few in this world.

At this moment, Rock drank a full glass of wine and exhaled with satisfaction: "I saw you going in and out of the upper level of the shelter today. Did you get a large toy?"

Shen Bei nodded: "Just for fun."

"I'm wondering if you're out of your mind, or have you been deceived by that research institute?"

"How to say?"

Rock raised his head and took a sip of wine, his eyes sly as he said, "The guy you're dealing with is of the wrong gender. Shouldn't he be female in appearance?"

Shen Bei: ...

"That's not a doll for fun." Shen Bei explained.

Rock chuckled and said, "I told you, there are plenty of women to play with if you want."

Just at this time.

A half-drunk young woman sat next to Shen Bei and whispered into his ear, "You're so handsome I've fallen in love with you, little brother. What do you say we should do?"

Rock laughed loudly: "Look, my romantic luck is here."

As he said that, he took out some crystal source cores and threw them on the table, with an expression that said, "I'll treat you."

The girl laughed, collected the money and stuffed it into her cleavage. This was also a kind of invisible show-off, expressing that her chest was big enough and deep enough.

Shen Bei: ...

To be honest, this woman has a good figure and appearance.

Shen Bei inexplicably thought of Bai Luo, the girl who suddenly attacked and tried to force herself on him last night.

But Shen Bei didn't have time for sentimental things. He would sleep with his armor in his arms.

I'm not in the mood to be entangled with women.

However, trouble always seems to come with women.

Shen Bei had not yet figured out how to refuse tactfully without losing his composure, and at the same time take Rock's crystal source core out of the girl's chest and return it.

A large, dark hand pressed on the wine glass in Shen Bei's hand and crushed the glass heavily on the bar.

Then, the big hand swung in the air ostentatiously, and shards of glass fell all over the ground, but there was not a single scratch on the palm.

Shen Bei slowly raised his head and saw a giant man who was almost two meters tall.

His muscles gleamed copper-colored under the light, as if coated with grease.

The big man leaned over, his eyes dark and sinister, his tone like steel rubbing against each other: "Boy, are you trying to steal the woman I like?"

This is clearly a provocation and a nitpicking.

It was clearly this woman who took the initiative to get close to Shen Bei.

At this moment, the entire bar fell silent, and almost everyone was looking over here.

There are ordinary people, people with special abilities, women who need to earn tomorrow's bread, and many staff members of Shelter No. 36.

The boss stood behind the counter with his arms folded, looking like he was waiting for a show.

Shen Bei smacked his lips.

I can't even eat in peace.

Shen Bei's expression didn't show any emotion at all. Instead, he said lightly, "You disturbed my meal."

"Eat?" The big man's mouth was grinning from ear to ear, his face revealing an extremely cruel and murderous look. "Do you want to eat my fist? You little white face!"

After saying that, the big man raised his fist.

But every pore on his entire arm began to grow larger, constantly expanding and closing as he swallowed the air.

The big man's fist was already huge, and now it expanded like an inflated balloon.

In the blink of an eye, a fist bigger than a washbasin appeared in front of Shen Bei.

The big man was showing off and feeling proud. Besides being cold and cruel, his eyes also showed disdain for Shen Bei.

This scene caused the other people in the bar to shout, looking like they were just there to watch the fun and not mind adding fuel to the fire:

"Fight, fight!"

"We're short of snacks."

"Mengshan, if a woman sees your finger, she will love it to death, haha."

"Forget it. I know his ability. It can only last for three minutes at most."

"Ha... this is pitiful. Why don't you take some blue Xiaoyao pills?"

……

The big man Mengshan doesn't care about other people's teasing, he just wants to teach Shen Bei a little lesson.

Just because you have money doesn’t mean you can play with women!

Mengshan coughed a few times, and a mouthful of thick phlegm reached his throat.

He was going to spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the skinny pretty boy's face and then break his neck with a punch.

However, once the phlegm reached the throat, it was no longer possible to spit it out.

His expression, which seemed to be eager to vent, suddenly changed.

But Shen Bei just remained silent for a moment and waved his arm.

A large revolver, nearly thirty centimeters long, was pressed against his forehead.

Mengshan opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, having no idea how the gun appeared.

However, the huge gun body of nearly 30 centimeters reminded him all the time that this pistol could easily blow his head apart, which was no more difficult than breaking a cup.

At such a close distance, even a person with superpowers cannot withstand the power of the bullet!

"Brother, let's talk it out." Mengshan became more intimidated and his tone became softer, no longer aggressive.

However, Shen Bei smiled calmly.

Just pulled the trigger!

click!

Mengshan's ferocious face suddenly became dull, with alternating colors of blue and white.

He never expected that the person in front of him would shoot so decisively!

But... as expected, after the trigger sounded, no louder gunshots occurred.

The strong man Mengshan, who had fainted from fright, fell to the ground, knocking over two tables and knocking over several wine bottles and countless cups.

The screams of women in the bar came one after another, and it was unclear whether they were laughing at Mengshan's cowardice or cheering for Shen Bei.

Shen Bei picked up the bottle of very expensive brandy on the table, poured some on the muzzle of the gun, and then lit a cigarette.

He waited until the pale blue flame burned out before opening the drum magazine and reloading the six bullets in his right palm.

Rock laughed out loud: "You are amazing."

Shen Bei pulled the corner of his mouth: "Save the good work for me next time."

"You want to use guns to prove that you are no weaker than people with special abilities? Shen Bei, wake up, you really have drunk too much."

Shen Bei said: "Who said it well?"