Chapter 295 Lost 1

While Alan was still in a daze, the guests outside the door had taken a step forward. This step is very ordinary and there is nothing strange. But it was this step that allowed Alan to see a face wrapped in a cap. This face is very handsome, a little indifferent, but the lines are clear, like a marble head carved by the master's hand, which is unforgettable at first sight.

What's more strange is that this man has different colored pupils. The pupil of the left eye was as dark as ink, while the right eye was a piece of burning golden flame, which was so dazzling that Alan felt slightly dizzy.

When the man took this step in real time, the tip of their noses was about to come together. Staring at the dreamy eyes, Alan saw his figure in it. His shadow appeared in the golden flame, as if the city was burning, and he couldn't escape anyway. A horror from the depths of his heart suddenly occupied Alan's heart, and his face became very difficult to look and even unable to breathe.

"Do you have any wine?"

It was not until the traveler's indifferent voice sounded that Allen, like a person who surfaced, was able to breathe the air that was not fresh.

Because he sucked too fast, Alan couldn't help coughing a few times and took a few steps back. He almost hit the back row of tables and chairs before stopping. A moment later, Alan, who recovered, said repeatedly, "Yes, we have the most powerful spicy wine."

With that, Allen shouted back and said, "Pat, where's your boy? Take out the flaming volcano!"

After a moment, there was a messy sound of footsteps in the lobby. A fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy ran out in patched clothes with a bottle in his hand. The bottle is eye-catching fiery red, and the words "87%" on the packaging of the bottle remind guests of the intensity of the bottle.

Flame Volcano is an iron signboard of the pub, which is a kind of cocktail, but the Flame Volcano made by Allen's secret method has a intensity that ordinary cocktails can't reach, which is very in line with the taste of men in the town, so it is very popular.

The traveler chose a corner seat and ordered some other food, and then ate quietly. The rough gun that made Allen's heart beat faster was flat on the table, and a row of bullets next to him, including magazines, was a meal. It is not uncommon for Alan to pay for hard currency such as bullets. In fact, no one is running around the world with a bag full of money now. What's more, because of the differences in different regions, the currencies circulating in other places are not necessarily common here in the Eye of Flame.

After all, the so-called mainland common currency is more suitable for cities near the coastline. As for inland towns such as Flame Eye, bullets and metals are more popular.

Alan was not in a hurry to collect the money. In addition to what the guest took out was enough for him to eat the same specifications more than five times, and because the guest ate very slowly. The traveler has taken off his hat, revealing his black hair, which is obviously of Asian blood. He didn't eat fast, whether it was food or wine, he ate a small bite. This shows that he is not in a hurry, but wants to stay longer. Allen believes that they will need more services.

For example, women.

Zero does not eat fast. The total energy of these foods in front of you is not enough for a tube of nutrients. That bottle of wine is not bad. The alcohol content of flaming volcanoes is quite high, which can be directly converted into energy from zero. But whether it is food or wine, he must eat slowly to fully absorb the energy in these things.

But this is only one of the reasons, and the other more important reason is that he came to inquire about the news.

No matter where you are, the pub is the best place to get information. But Zero came a little early, so he was not in a hurry to leave. After eating all the food and wine, he put his feet on the table and closed his eyes with the giant sniper rifle. His body is resting, but his brain is still working.

The Eye of Flame is indeed just a small town, and it is no more than 1 kilometer square meter. Now the three-dimensional map of Flame Eye is presented in Zero's mind and constantly adjusts the angle he needs with Zero's thoughts. Instinctively, signs appear in certain positions on the three-dimensional map, which represent some special roles. For example, the best sniper point, the route to escape from the town when in danger, etc.

Zero doesn't like to fight unprepared battles, so record the terrain around him and ensure safety to a large extent.

There are nearly 1,000 people living in this small town. Most of them are workers, and there are also some women engaged in meat sales. The remaining small group of people are capitalists and factory owners. They are the people at the top of the small town's biological chain, controlling the life and death of hundreds of people in the eye of flames.

But for zero, they are no different from bugs.

The town has a small guard force. From a strategic point of view, the Eye of Flame even lacks the necessary defense work. Entering the town at least without any hindrance is very rare in turbulent times. If the owner of Flame Eye lacks common sense, then the town has enough abilities.

Judging from the situation observed now, it seems that the former is more likely. Of course, it may also be that the town has not had outsiders for many years, so it is not so important whether there is a defense line.

In the information known to Agatha, Flame Eye does not have a clear management. It prefers a business alliance, which is controlled by the owners of five battery factories, and the magma extraction machines distributed around the town belong to these bosses. However, after natural thermal batteries no longer sell well, four of the five factories have closed down, and now only one factory's machines are still working.

The work of residents in the town has also quietly changed. In addition to a small number of people still employed in battery factories, more people are engaged in another profession.

Sulfur collection.

Sulfur is mostly distributed near volcanoes, and the magma rivers scattered on the ground thousands of square kilometers wide around the Eye of Flame also produce sulfur. Sulfur can be used in gunpowder, dyes, medicine and other aspects. Urban residents collect it and sell it to other cities in the west of the valley, so it has become another emerging industry of the Eye of Fire.

Although sulfur is highly toxic and years of exposure will increase the chance of death, who can take care of this in turbulent times? Seven of the ten men in the town are engaged in this work. One is employed by a battery factory, and the other two are either private owners or leather [tiao] customers who rely on their wives to sell meat.

Generally speaking, the Flame Eye, both in technology and culture, will be born in Asgard for generations, and has developed a deformed economic form due to the particularity of the geographical environment.

Of course, these are irrelevant to zero. As long as he knows that after a day's work, the workers will come to the Flame Bar to drink and have fun at night, which is the best time to ask for news.

Zero sat in that corner all afternoon. When he opened his eyes, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

No more than one point, no less than one point!

After a moment, dinner was placed in front of him. With Alan's doubtful expression, Zero knife gently cut off a piece of artificial beef and sent it to his mouth to chew slowly. At this time, the door of the pub was pushed open, and several men dressed as workers strode into the bar while smoking inferior cigarettes. After discovering the existence of Zero, they took another look at what was tied with cloth on the table.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a gun, a huge gun!

Several men subconsciously turned their faces away. No matter what the man sitting alone is, they can't afford to provoke people who use a big gun. Although the man's eyes inevitably emitted a scorching light when he saw the row of bullets symbolizing currency on the table.

With the passage of time, the number of people in the bar gradually increased, and the atmosphere became more and more enthusiastic. By 9 p.m., the bar was already full of crazy and noisy music. The dancer twisted her limbs and made various suggestive movements, which made the men in the bar more and more interested.

And at this time, Zero drank the last time. At this time, a man full of alcohol sat opposite Zero with a big thorn in a bottle.

Zero raised his head slightly.

"How much do you pay for one night?" The drunken man shouted, and his voice immediately aroused many onlookers nearby.

Zero's loneliness and the weapons on the table have long been noticed by him. It's just that the guests are restraining their reason. Obviously, the reason of the man sitting opposite zero has been completely drowned in alcohol.

"I can forgive your rudeness because you are drunk. But if you don't leave, I don't think you will feel happy about the next experience. Zero said lightly.

The man laughed and said, "I know you are a man, but you are very beautiful, so I don't mind using my big guy to do your asshole [eye]. Come on, I'll..."

Suddenly, the man couldn't speak.

Zero, who was sitting opposite the table the moment ago, had raised his right hand. The gun flat on the table fell into his hand at some point, and the barrel wrapped in the cloth was now stabbed into the man's mouth, making him speechless.

Although it is wrapped in cloth, the man can still feel the strong smell of gunpowder at the muzzle. What's more important is that the other party's finger is pressing on the trigger.

The atmosphere in the bar was immediately cold, the music was still playing and the dancers were still dancing, but everyone's eyes fell on the zero table.

Zheng An sat like a mountain, and the man stared at by countless eyes could not wait to find a crack on the ground to drill down, provided that Ling was willing to take back his gun.

"Please take back your gun, sir."

Alan squeezed through the crowd and looked at the big gun inserted into the drunk's mouth and took a cold breath: "Listen, sir, it's his fault that he offended you, but I don't want too much noise. Don't worry, I will teach him a lesson.

After listening to Alan's words, Zero withdrew the sniper rifle. The man who spoke rudely now disappeared intoxication, and he picked up a life before he sat back in the chair. Suddenly, there was a pain in the back of the head, followed by the sound of glass bursting in my ear.

The collision in the back of his head made him fall to the ground. The man got up and touched his head, and his tentacles were sticky. He took his hand back in front of his eyes, and his five fingers and palms were full of blood. The man looked at Alan in surprise. Only the uneven bottleneck of the wine bottle in Alan's hand was left, and there was broken glass at his feet. Obviously, Alan just hit him with a wine bottle.

He was about to ask "why", but suddenly his eyes darkened, but Alan kicked him in the face. The man completely fell to the ground and made a heavy sound. Then he heard Alan roar, "Get out of here. The guy who can't tell the situation won't let you come to my bar again!"

Alan is also a talkative figure in the eyes of the flames, and his men raised a group of fierce thugs. Instead of arguing with him, the man staggered out of the bar with his head in his hand. After driving away the drunk, Alan changed his smiling face and said to Zero, "I'm sorry to disturb the guests. Why don't you drink whatever you want tonight and treat me?"

Zero showed a faint smile: "You are too polite, boss."

With that, Zero turned over, took out another row of bullets from his head and put them on the table. Alan's eyes immediately shined. This row of bullets is of one size, and the metal surface is as smooth as a mirror. Only a fine machine tool can make this level of bullets. In the wilderness, this row of bullets is expensive.

"I want to find someone. I don't know if the boss can consult others for me?" Zero could see that Alan was very open in the eyes of the flames. Then again, which bar is not a person who eats a lot. Of course, Zero can also ask himself, but the effect is much worse than Allen's opening: "If there is an exact clue, I can pay you another row of the same bullets."

Alan smiled and reached out to put the zero bullet in his pocket: "Say, as long as people are in the eyes of the flame, there is nothing I don't know. Don't ask anyone else!"

Zero tilted his body slightly forward, and Alan also stretched out his ears. Then he heard Ling whisper in his ear, "I want to find a guide."

Although the music in the bar was shocking, Zero's sentence overwhelmed all the voices. After a momentary blank in Allen's mind, a reluctant smile piled up on his face: "What guide? I really don't know the person the guest is looking for."

He straightened up and turned around. But the next moment, he suddenly turned back and swept away with another empty wine bottle in his hand!

Zero smile, as early as when Allen's expression was stiff, he knew what the bar owner must know. Seeing the wine bottle sweeping, Zero kicked fiercely and hit the load-bearing column under the table. While hitting the table against Allen, Zero moved Mix away from the opposite direction with chairs.

Allen not only swept the air, but also hit the stomach on the edge of the table, knocking him away. At the same time, he was so sad that Alan almost spit out the overnight meal.

He fell to the ground and startled the nearby drinkers. Alan didn't care about his image and shouted on the ground, "Close the door! Kill this guy, he wants to find a guide!"

This sentence was like a bomb, which immediately stunned the drinkers. Then everyone, both men and women, became fierce, and their faces turned ferocious. Among them, the drinkers sitting at the entrance of the gate stood up. They not only closed the door, but also pushed the tables and chairs to the door to block the exit. Then Alan's workers rushed in through the back door of the bar and seemed to hear Alan's words. They held sticks and knives in their hands and distributed these weapons to the people in the bar.

For a while, almost everyone had a weapon in their hands. They clenched the weapons in their hands and surrounded them layer by layer. Zero still sat in the field, slowly relieving the cloth on the giant sniper gun.

"If you can tell me the news of the guide, I can pretend that I didn't see anything." Zero said silently.

Alan jumped up from the ground and roared, "Kill him!"

While shouting, Alan squeezed back, but some drunks rushed to zero with knives and sticks in their hands. But the next moment, the men in the front flew up and fell heavily into the corner of the bar.

Zero recovered the sniper gun. Just now, this weapon was used by him as a bat and hit several people in an instant. This had a little deterrent effect, but the men in the bar had drunk a lot of wine. Under the influence of alcohol, they forgot their fear, forgot the excessive gun on Zero's body, and roared and rushed to Zero, who seemed to be far more delicate than them.

The next moment, they know that strength has nothing to do with body shape.

Zero put the sniper gun on his back and waved his empty hands like the wind. Each punch is concentrated on two levels of power. Most of the drinkers are ordinary people, so how can they defeat the zero fist? So there were people throwing down all the time. When they fell to the ground, several bones on their bodies were more or less broken, and they had no strength to stand up for a moment.

In the blink of an eye, Alan put down nearly half of the people. Allen shouted back, "Go, let that thing out!"

Hearing this sentence, Zero accelerated the speed. The "thing" in Allen's mouth should not be ordinary goods, which confirmed Zero's conjecture. When he put down the last man in the pub, there was a beastly roar behind him. At the end of the sound, the door of the kitchen flew out, hit several men nearby, and howled in an instant.

In the kitchen, a giant strode out of the kitchen. It waved rudely and smashed the tables and chairs in front of him.

Zero was slightly surprised, this is the butcher. It is very strange that there is a butcher hidden in the flame bar. What's more strange is that the butcher has an iron hoop around his neck and three iron ropes welded on the iron hoop. The ends of the iron rope were held tightly by a big man, who should be in the hands of Alan. Obviously, their strength was not enough to control the butcher's actions, so although everyone tried their best to push their bodies back, they still dragged the butcher forward in vain.

"Gone go!" Allen roared and pointed to Zero and said to the butcher, "Kill this man!"

The butcher seemed to understand Alan's words. At the moment when the three big men let go, it had roared and rushed towards zero.

"It seems that you have made the worst decision." Zero said lightly.