Port of Balmo.

Birch forest.

After a few gunshots, everything returned to peace.

The masked gangster hurriedly drove away a carriage full of cargo, leaving only a mess.

The clear moonlight shines.

A blood-stained palm suddenly raised, covering her face, as if she felt that the moonlight was too dazzling.

"There is only one moon, it seems that this world is more in line with my common sense..."

Zhong Shenxiu turned over and sat up, looking at his chest.

The gray jacket was covered with blood, but at this time, under the bloody clothes, the ferocious wounds of flesh and blood were healing rapidly, and deformed bullets were squeezed out.

‘As soon as I entered the field, I almost received the bento, and I spent a lot of money to repair my injuries. It was simply...’

After a moment, he struggled to stand up and looked at the corpse on the ground.

Most of them were blonde, sturdy, and had a lot of hair... and were also shot to death.

In addition, there are several double-barrel hunting rifles scattered on the ground. The specific model Zhong Shenxiu cannot call it, but the walnut stock lines are very smooth and have a very artistic feeling.

‘A…the Western world?’

Zhong Shenxiu picked up a double-barrel hunting rifle, stroked the cold gun body with his palm, and muttered to himself silently.

‘I always feel that the world I travel through through the Ten Thousand Gate Gate is not normal and is easily affected… I was the first to travel through the world and the second to have evil gods. What the hell is there in this world?’

He sighed, knowing that the opportunity he wanted to find other immortal cultivation techniques from this world was already extremely slim.

Even in the memory of this young man named 'Levi Mojito', there is no extraordinary existence.

The only things that can make the opponent feel power and strength are strong bodies, revolvers, and armored battleships...

‘Well… productivity is between the first industrial revolution and the second… Although there are products such as steam cars, they are only in big cities and can easily crush the road surface, so traveling carriages are the first choice…’

Looking at the traces of the carriage pressing on the ground, Zhong Shenxiu pressed his eyebrows and began to accept the original owner's memory in the howling cold wind at night.

Mesomia Federal Reserve, Port of Balmo...

Siri, bartender...

Jones, Carmela, Jennifer...

Mission, transporting private brews, robbers...

A large number of memories surged in. Even after several experiences, Zhong Shenxiu couldn't help but press his temples, feeling that his head was almost exploded.

"Obstinence or wish is to become very rich!"

"I'm going... this is making things difficult for me! It's okay if you want to say exactly a number, but you're very rich, how can you realize the concept of "no quantification at all?"

"I'm afraid I can only make money hard. When the obsession disappears, it means that you have made enough money...or maybe, you won't make enough money in your life?"

Zhong Shenxiu's face looked a little ugly.

He knew very well about the causes and consequences of Levi Mojito's death here.

It was the Mesomiya Federation, 667.

Last year, Congress just passed a law that was very stupid to Levi Mojito's eyes! It was announced that all beverages containing alcohol were illegal and could be fined or even imprisoned!

By the way, Levi Mojito is twenty years old this year and is a bartender in his original profession.

Even the wine is gone, what else can the bartender do?

The federal government not only issued a ban on alcohol, but also specially sent ban on alcohol agents to various states to supervise the implementation of the statute, which made Li Wei unlucky to lose his job.

This young man had long secretly greeted the families of those idiotic congressmen, but unfortunately he had no use.

Levi Mojito's parents died early, but there was a younger brother at home and two sisters needed to be supported. After losing their source of life, the family became very embarrassed.

In order to make a living, he had to accept the commission from an underground black bar owner to transport him a batch of "private goods", that is, smuggled wine.

This kind of inferior wine is the work of a small country workshop. It is fermented with potatoes or corn, and even mixed with formaldehyde!

In the eyes of Levi Mojito, a bartender, it is simply a garbage thing.

But even so, in the black bar, you can still sell a bottle of twelve dollars!

Compared with the previous price of more than ten cents per bottle, the price has soared dozens of times! Nearly one hundred times!

Moreover, it is easy to drink people into hospitals or even into graves.

Even so, there are still endless people who go to underground bars to get drunk, because humans are pursuing something that can give short-term pleasure, which is hopeless.

Otherwise, the colonists would not have tried every means to make the colonial indigenous people addicted to alcohol, and then easily exchanged the spirits for everything they wanted.

Not only that, the religion of this world also has a deep connection with wine. They even like to use wine at celebrations, claiming that drinking wine can make people closer to the gods! They affectionately call them "spiritual medicine", "Huanbo", and "crazy water"!

Of course, he was also angrily denounced as a "demon oar" and a "fountain of disaster" by aspiring people!

Why the Federation passed and implemented the ban on alcohol in such a tough manner is still a very puzzling question.

In short, after the ban on alcohol, various underground bars emerged one after another, resulting in a series of social problems.

The convoy transporting private wine was also coveted by a large number of bandits. They called it "liquid gold" and often committed crimes in groups.

In order to protect the hard-won smuggled wine, those bar owners had to hire extensively to protect the transportation lifeline.

Levi Mojito joined the team under this background.

And on his first mission, he encountered a robber in a very unfortunate manner.

To be honest, after the initial chaotic stage of Byron City, the private wine business has now been controlled by several of the largest gangs, which should be relatively safe.

But the stop of the battle between the gangs does not mean that the bandits with a few or dozens of people will stop easily.

Li Wei met a few unreasonable young men and dared to shoot and kill people directly. He was shot in the chest and hung up.

Then, it was Zhong Shenxiu's affairs.

"Now... you have to leave the scene first, otherwise it would be no joke to be caught by subsequent federal agents..."

Zhong Shenxiu tidied up her clothes and prepared to leave the murder scene as soon as possible.

Although it was in the wilderness, there was a gunshot before, so it was hard to guarantee that no one would find it.

At this time, a thick palm suddenly grabbed his shoes.

It was a stout white man lying in a pool of blood, asking for help in a blurry manner: "Save...help..."

"Scarface?"

Zhong Shenxiu turned the man over and found out that he knew that he was the gunman of this convoy. He had a hideous scar on his face, but he was actually very young and pretty.

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After checking his injuries, he found that he did not hurt the vital points, so he was lucky.

"You're lucky, let's go together."
Chapter completed!