Chapter 292: Mercenaries

Liu Sheng was angry. Although he knew that Lin Tianchu was using the exciting method, he had no way to refute it.

"Do you know who the surname was 800 years ago?" When Lin Tianchu saw Liu Sheng's god of killing, he immediately added a strong medicine: "I'm lucky to have the same name as Hei Wuchang 800 years ago. In this case, do you think I'm willing to die in your hands, who hasn't won the name of killing god?"

Indeed, Liu Sheng's killing god is the myth of Dongyang, while the black and impermanent Lin Tianchu is a disgrace to Dongyang. Because a despicable Chinese man actually defeated the first master of Dongyang, which makes the whole Dongyang martial arts unable to raise its head to be a man.

"What kind of eyes do you have? Do you want to ask me if I have got the name of black impermanence?" Lin Tianchu looked at Liu Sheng's eyes and knew what he was thinking: "You don't have to worry about this. Anyway, you don't get the name of Liu Sheng's god. If you kill me, I won't accept it. I, Lin Tianchu, won't accept it."

This doesn't sound special. After listening carefully, it's a little more splashy, but the three words of Lin Tianchu are too heavy for Liu Sheng's "killing god", which makes the fake in front of him think about something else.

"Okay, I'll fight the Ghost Valley Master first, and I'll take your life after I come back!" Liu Sheng said coldly, and then he left.

"I'm waiting for you at any time, but I hope you don't die at the hands of the Ghost Valley Master!" Lin Tianchu's voice came from afar, and Liu Sheng's face turned pale with anger.

Lin Tianchu naturally knew that no matter how angry Liu Sheng was, he would not turn back to kill himself. With a master like him, he can't lose face. In this case, why don't he be angry with him?

"Xueyi, how are you hurt?" Lin Tianchu asked Lin Xueyi next to him.

"Bar and wine library, No. 3 shelf, killer..." Before she finished speaking, Lin Xueyi's whole body softened.

"Xue Yi?" As soon as Lin Tianchu was in a hurry, he immediately helped Lin Xueyi and ran to the hotel.

Before the hotel, Martin stood alone in front of the door smoking. When he saw Lin Tianchu coming back, he immediately raised his gun and pointed it at Lin Tianchu.

"Do you want to get out of the way?" Lin Tianchu is in a hurry.

Martin shook his head: "Speaking, the man just now, will you return it? Will you still threaten our town?"

"No." Lin Tianchu answered two questions.

"Okay, you go in." Martin made the way, "I'm going to see a doctor."

After saying that, Martin went away.

The town is not big. As soon as Lin Tianchu settled down Lin Xueyi, Martin came with the doctor. It was also too noisy outside just now, which woke up the whole town.

And the descendants of these western cowboys have never seen those wonders that can fly and walk through the wall. No one dares to come out to check. Only Martin dares to stand at the door of the hotel and wait for Lin Tianchu.

"Doctor, how is he?" Lin Tianchu saw it.

"It's okay. The injury on her body is not serious. She just fainted." The doctor said as he lifted the tool.

"Oh, thank you." Lin Tianchu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. Martin sent the doctor away and sat in front of Lin Tianchu: "Well, shall we have a good talk?"

"Say it?"

"Who the hell are you?" Martin asked.

"An ordinary person, it's just that we have practiced some martial arts, and our ability is bigger than ordinary people?" Lin Tianchu answered honestly that he was not in the mood to say more.

"Marty skills?" Martin blinked doubtfully: "I don't understand, but it seems to be very bad. Can you teach me?"

"No." Lin Tianchu shook his head: "My martial arts don't teach people indiscriminately."

"Forget it." Martin was also a bachelor and no longer entangled: "Another question, when will you leave?"

For Martin, Lin Tianchu and Lin Xueyi are too dangerous. The magical martial arts is a strange but powerful force that makes him feel.

And Martin was a little more afraid. Since Lin Tianchu is so interested, will the nigger with him also be a strong man? Thinking of his attitude towards the nigger today, he couldn't help but be glad that the nigger was not angry.

If he knew that the old man heard the movement outside and saw the performance of Lin Tianchu from the window, he was so scared that he huddled in the quilt and dared not probe out. I don't know what Martin would think?

"We will leave whenever she is well." Lin Tianchu asked, "So, please tell the doctor to do your best to treat it."

"Really?"

"Yes." Lin Tianchu stood up and said, "Okay, take me to the bar now."

"Are you still in the mood to drink?" Although Martin said so, he did not procrastinate and took Lin Tianchu out.

"The Hispanic bar, the most prosperous place in town." Martin said with a smile.

Lin Tianchu looked at the bar in front of him and saw a building with the western eagle style standing in front of him. Although it is late at night now, this bar is as popular as a nightclub in a big city.

"This is a depraved place. Go and feel the depraved breath inside." Martin said and pushed the door open and walked in.

Lin Tianchu followed, and everyone was saying hello to Martin. These guys were all dressed in western cowboy clothes, some were wrenching their wrists, and some were whipped, which was very lively.

"What would you like to drink?" Martin walked to the table and asked Lin Tianchu.

"Whatever." Lin Tianchu replied coldly.

"Tony, two cups of tequila." Martin said to the white bartender, and the bartender immediately responded, "Okay."

"The wine here is good. It's from a big city." Martin said to Lin Tianchu, who was a little unintentional.

"What kind of place are you?" Lin Tianchu didn't understand that the wine from big cities outside could be transported here, which naturally showed that their traffic was not congested.

And the US dollars they use are more universal, that is to say, they have contact with the outside world, but why are their thoughts and lifestyles... so backward?

"Here?" Martin took a glass of tequila from the bartender: "Here, it's a piece of paradise."

"Leisland?"

"Yes." He took a sip of tequila, and then Martin continued: "Our ancestors developed the west. Originally, they wanted to build a country where everyone was equal, but it turned out that now the economy of the whole western part of the Eagle Country has taken off, but equality still does not exist."

"Don't look at me like that. What I said is true." Martin interrupted Lin Tianchu, who wanted to speak: "I'm not a steamed bun. I've been to Eagle Country. Everyone knows that Eagle Country is a world policeman and a democratic country, but do you know? Ninety percent of the wealth of the Eagle Kingdom is only in the hands of 10% of the people, and the remaining 90% of the people still live unsatisfactoryly.

"If you have a chance, you can go to the park of Eagle Country to see how many tramps there are there. I don't exaggerate to say that there are many tramps who are the descendants of our ancestors, but these heroes who developed the west, they must not expect that their descendants don't even have a house to live in."

"What about here?" Lin Tianchu asked.

"Here?" Martin pointed to the wall and said, "Everyone here has food and a house to live in. By the way, winter is coming, and we have also ordered a batch of winter clothes with people outside."

"What do you all do?" Lin Tianchu asked again.

"This... If I say that we are the real rulers of Africa, do you believe it?" Martin smiled playfully.

Lin Tianchu nodded: "I believe that you have come all the way from the Eagle Kingdom to Africa and must have experienced a lot of ups and downs. If you don't have a certain power, then you can't survive in this black society. As far as I know, white people hate black people, but black people don't like white people either."

"It's best to understand." Martin raised his glass. Lin Tianchu touched him and said, "If I guess correctly, the real ruler of Africa you are talking about should be..."

Lin Tianchu paused for a moment, and Martin looked at him with great interest: "Thus, let's see if you guess right."

"Is there a prize if it's right?" Lin Tianchu laughed treacherously.

I don't know if the strength of Lin Tianchu makes Martin afraid. I don't know if alcohol has begun to come to my mind. Martin actually made the following promise: "If you guess right, I promise you are rampant in Africa."

"Not enough." Lin Tianchu shook his head.

"What do you want? Do you think we'll hang out with you in the future, my man? It's impossible. Martin said with a smile, "Of course, I don't think you are a nobody. If you have someone in Africa who doesn't want him to live again, or if you don't want it to exist again, we can still help. At worst, let's make a friendship price."

"Isn't the price of this friendship low?"

"I haven't said the price, do you know it's not low?" Martin put down his glass and said, "Tony, another... drink!"

"Of course I know. I believe that if you want to hire African mercenaries to do things, the price must be sky-high. Even if it is a friendship price, it will never be low."

"Bang!" A fragility sounded, and the tequila in the bartist Tony's hand fell to the ground. He was looking at Lin Tianchu with a surprised face.