My Doomsday Territory

Moustache didn't forget their main purpose, and the afterglow in the corner of his eyes always looked around.

He found that there are not a few customers who pay by credit card. This method is similar to that before the end of the world. The efficiency is even higher. The bar attendant often takes the card back in less than two seconds after receiving it.

Because there was no close-up observation, Moustache couldn’t figure out the mechanism. However, even in the Hengcheng refuge, there is no such complete electronic payment system. Not to mention, most awakeners would rather have Yuanjing in their hands. In addition, they are also reluctant to charge it into an "unreal" account.

Here, he discovered that the survivors who used Yuanjing, or translucent banknotes for payment, looked at the cards with a faint envy.

Moustache's fingers tapped on the translucent banknote, "This banknote is unexpectedly hard. Even if I want to destroy it, I need to use 70% to 80% of the power, and it is very thin. The space it takes up is not large and there is no weight, so it is very suitable for carrying."

Whether it is a card or a banknote, it can be seen that it is not made at random. I am afraid that it is extremely difficult to copy such banknotes.

Representing the green shade has a complete currency system.

The other two leaders also saw the doorway, their eyes gradually dignified.

In their hearts, they raised the green shade from a small refuge with some strength to a level comparable to that of a large refuge in some respects, but they did not care too much. Anyway, the goods they brought from Hengcheng were extremely popular, where They can all be sold, and at the level of greenery, they may be able to dump most of the remaining goods here, and save them the effort to continue running.

Moustache whispered with the other two leaders, and decided to discuss with the director of the refuge after drinking this glass of wine.

A few minutes passed,

Half an hour passed,

An hour later...

Moustache and others pushed countless empty wine glasses on their desktops, and their faces turned rosy, and they were already a bit drunk.

'Another drink, go for a business with another drink!'

Mustache thought so.

However, he was an alcoholic man. Since the end of the world, he has mostly drank inferior wines. He has been holding back for a long time. Once the wine worms are hooked up, they can't stop.

What's more, the wine here is cheap and spicy. It's a loss if you don't drink it. If you miss today, you will come to Luyin next time.

Think about the ordinary survivors here, who can come to the bar every day to drink wine and eat melons, and still see beautiful women like the boss lady, think about yourself, and work hard and get a certain status. What is life?

If not for his great development, Moustache had the urge to stay here.

Not to mention other people, decided not to get drunk tonight!

...

There are more and more guests in the night bar, and the decks and lounges are almost full of customers. Even the bar is doing a lot of work. The waiters have been too busy. The lady boss no longer plays with the bartending skills and hands-on. The movement to grab the drink is smooth and rapid.

There were a lot of people around, and every circle exchanged things that interest them.

Ordinary survivors pushed together and talked about how many bricks they moved and how much money they took. They boasted that they were small brick movers, and no one could move bricks with one hand.

The awakeners mostly talk about wild experiences. Every time someone hunts more than three demonized beasts of awakening, they can provoke the exclamation of others around them.Regardless of the means used, the material of the body of the advanced demonized beast symbolizes the extraordinary medal of honor.

More awakeners talk about the changes in the Adventurer’s Guild today. The newly released items make them extremely envious. This will have been promoted to a two-star adventurer. Those awakened who have been redeemed for new equipment or props have become the objects of admiration. .

A little bit related, they are all cheeky, hoping to borrow and have fun.

The few who spend their days together

I knew they wouldn't consider going to Lindong Shelter!

In front of the bar,

Moustache and other people listened to each other, they had a purpose, not drinking for the sake of drinking!

This is not because just sitting here for a while, I heard a lot of useful information.

Moustache looked at the ripples in the glass and thought of it.

"But puppet? Scroll? What is that? Is it a special name on the green side?"

He couldn't understand it, and the surrounding sounds were noisy, and he couldn't get more detailed information. However, somehow, the moustache felt vaguely vaguely.

Suddenly, a voice came from the bar entrance.

"What a broken bar! Don't you even have a place!"

The sound was loud and deafening.

The mustache was fierce, and the drunken drunkenness dispersed in an instant. He turned his head and looked at the gate.

Several awakeners walked in from the door, headed by a strong man with muscular knots. His eyes were fierce, his eyebrows were thick, and the expression thick eyebrows and big eyes applied to the strong man. It can be said that it was quite appropriate.

However, the mustache, including several others in their line, suddenly shrank.

"Damn, why did Soul Fire come here, wouldn't it leave us no soup at all!"

Soul Fire Mercenary Corps ranks second in their mercenary world.

However, even the ten-year-old second child is a well-deserved force that can crush his storm mercenary regiment. I don't know how many streets.

This is the gap in hard power.

Because of this, they had to leave Lindong and wanted to find another way out. They had made a good start in the previous small shelters, and now the green shade is strong, maybe they can eat all their goods...

Moustache could not have imagined it, but it was the person who encountered Soulfire here. Even if it was only the Soulfire Vice Regiment, the strength was enough to crush the three of them.

The taste of drinking suddenly disappeared, and his face turned black, which was very ugly.

The thick-browed strong men also recognized several people, staring at them with great interest, but brought them unspeakable oppression.

This is the oppression of strength, but also the pressure brought by the Soul Fire Mercenary Corps.

"I can't think of a few of you here, but unfortunately, the green shade is quite rich, and it has long been taken by our head. Several trucks are coming here, as for you, Gee..."

He shook his head and glanced around. It seemed that he was shocked by his atmosphere. The originally noisy bar suddenly became quiet, and even some customers in the corner stopped drinking.

Some of them were close to the gate, oppressed by this aura, they couldn't help but withdraw to the distance.

A couple of people with moustache gritted their teeth, their faces angry.

He wanted to speak a little harshly, but hesitated to speak.

At this time, a cold voice came from behind.

"This is the old lady's site, don't affect the old lady's business!"

...

...

Lorraine slapped the picture on the table. She still had a decent size. She knew that she had broken the table. The repair money must be deducted from her salary.

However, this slap, and that sentence, was so loud in the suddenly quiet night bar.

All of a sudden, many people's eyes shifted from thick-eyed men to beautiful bar owners.

With a bang, the bar became loud again.

"The boss lady is so daring! I almost couldn't even speak."

"Same as above, the guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the breath is too strong, I just got closer, I feel the deepest, and I still feel terrified."

"Isn't anyone worried about the lady boss? Those guys don't look good, they should call the patrol quickly."

They dare not speak too loudly.

The voice still passed into the ear of Soulfire Vice Regiment.

His thick brow was frowned, and his fierce eyes passed over a few people with mustaches, and fell on the lady boss. "Smells, don't..."

Before the words were finished, Lorraine behind the bar had disappeared.

Nongmei Zhuanghan Tong Ren trembles, subconsciously raising his hands and protecting him in front of him.

Next second.

boom!

He flew upside down from the gate, like a rotating gyro, suddenly fell tens of meters away, and fell into a hole dug in the far foundation.

Turned into a gray-browed man.

"Brother!"

"Deputy Head!"

Suddenly, the members of Soulfire suddenly pulled out their weapons and watched against Lorraine who hadn't appeared at the door.

"Why, still want to fight? Come and come, the old lady will accompany you in the end."

Lorraine held her chest and said fiercely, with a beer bottle in her hand.

I feel very imposing.

Super fierce!

...

far away,

The thick-browed man struggled to get up from the ground, the pain on his arms came like tide, and a clearly visible shoe mark burned on his arm.

He stared straight at Lorraine, and stepped over, not far away.

Covering his arms and opening his mouth, his voice was still loud.

"No, we came to Lindong with a friendly will and wanted to discuss a business with Guihu."

However, the words spoken surprised other people.

He counseled for a second.

What can I do if I can't fight?