"How beautiful is life, why bother seeking death?"

Zhong Shenxiu turned around and held a pen holder on the mahogany desk.

The gunman behind him was shocked!

It’s not that they are not able to protect themselves, but that Levi Mojito, who has always been cowardly, would kill people!

The bartenders have met several times, and they know they are honest and calm people and have a family that needs care.

Such people often mean timid and afraid of things.

Moreover, in their opinion, today Li Wei was here to explain and pray for forgiveness, and after inspection, he confirmed that he was not carrying a weapon.

Therefore, he was relieved to let him in and there was no restraint.

To be honest, although the old sea dog looks old, with his experience of going out to the sea and killing people, he might be able to kill three or four of Li Weis before him in a real fight.

But no one of them expected that the former Li Wei was gone forever, and the rest was not the little white rabbit, but a tyrannosaurus!

"You're fucking..."

After being shocked, the two gunmen immediately subconsciously took out their guns.

Whoosh!

At this time, Zhong Shenxiu also threw out a pen in the pen holder.

It was like a black line passing through the air, and the golden pen tip directly stabbed a gunman's wrist.

The other party screamed, and the revolver in his right hand fell directly to the ground.

Bang!

Another gunman had already shot and hit the sofa behind Zhong Shenxiu, causing a piece of cotton to fly around.

Zhong Shenxiu rolled on the ground and threw out another pen. Another gunman screamed and fell down.

At this moment, only the white man who led him in at the beginning was left in the room, staring at all this in a daze.

Zhong Shenxiu turned over and stood up and made a provocative gesture.

The white man moved his shoulders, held his suspenders, and posed in a boxing position.

It seems that I want to have a fight between punches and flesh.

Zhong Shenxiu put on a serious face.

The next moment, he gently hooked his feet, and a revolver came to his hand, and his index finger moved slightly.

Bang!

A big hole was opened on the head of the white man opposite and the body fell down.

If the corpse could speak, he would definitely scold Zhong Shenxiu for being unfair and moral.

"Why use fists if you can solve it with a gun?"

Zhong Shenxiu blew the muzzle, then made two more shots at the two wailing gunmen who fell to the ground and wailed, and walked out of the old sea dog's office.

Stepping on the corridor covered with the red carpet, his hair suddenly stood up, feeling a sense of danger, and immediately rushed to the side without thinking.

Bang!

On the wall behind the place where he was originally standing, there was a gun hole suddenly.

But since the opponent has not successfully attacked, Zhong Shenxiu will not give the other party a chance to take action again. She raised her hand and pulled the trigger when rolling.

Bang!

A wooden door shattered and a corpse fell down behind it.

Although he did not get back the martial arts and Taoism, his spiritual sense and superman's first-class skills are enough to match him with some ace killers.

Among ordinary people in this world, there are almost no opponents.

"A bar owner hires at most a few gunmen to protect himself, and some bodyguards are the most drunken men..."

Zhong Shenxiu killed these people and actually ran rampant on the second floor of the underground.

He kicked a room freely and found it was a wine cellar, with dense bottles placed on wooden racks, flowing with heart-warming colors.

"Not bad, the storage is quite rich, it seems to be genuine."

Seeing these treasures tastings, Li Wei's memory emerged. Zhong Shenxiu almost wanted to prepare a cocktail for herself to drink on site, but when she thought about it, she seemed a bit perverted, so she gave up.

After scanning the second floor of the underground, he finally returned to the old sea dog's office, searched for it, and found a lot of good things.

Zhong Shenxiu picked up a black submachine gun hidden in the cabinet and found that it was 90 cm long, about 10 pounds, and 50 rounds of magazines. Its firepower was strong, and he immediately restrained some of his thoughts.

‘It’s not easy for ordinary people in this world to deal with. If the two gunmen were holding this typewriter just now, no matter how hard I shot, it would be useless. Maybe I would have lost the streets and still couldn’t be scattered... Fortunately, there was no bodyguard who used the typewriter as a guard.’

He fumbled for a few times, loaded the typewriter, and came to the first floor of the bar.

The noisy drunks gathered together and seemed to have no attention to the gunfight downstairs.

Bang!

Zhong Shenxiu raised his hand and blew a bottle of wine, causing broken glass to splash everywhere, and a malicious smile appeared on her face: "Sorry, our store is closed today. I'll treat all the drinks today, you can leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, a bunch of people ran away like crazy.

Even those bartenders and waitresses are the same.

They are just ordinary people who get their wages, and they won't fight against the bandits for the old sea dogs.

This cruel practice almost made them think that they were back to last year when the Prohibition was just implemented, and the gangs entrenched in Byron City were so fiercely furious to compete for the market.

Zhong Shenxiu came to the bar and swept the broken glass with the muzzle at will: "Come out!"

From below the bar, a young man in a white shirt and a black vest hugged his head with his hands in his arms and moved out from under the bar with trembling: "Don't shoot, man... you can do whatever you want."

"Your name?"

"Smith, my name is Smith!" the young bartender quickly replied.

"Can you mix bartenders?"

Zhong Shenxiu glanced at the bar and found that there were still some bartending tools here, from stainless steel wine pots, juicers, ice cushions and measuring cups, as well as knifes, cutting boards, and mint-grinding pestle, all of which were quite complete.

"No!" Smith shrank his head.

"Then what use I want you?"

Zhong Shenxiu moved his muzzle in dissatisfaction, and Smith almost peed...

"You have been demoted. If you still work here in the future, you can only be a waiter. Now, go to the wine cellar below and bring me a bottle of gin or absinthe. Be careful not to make a private brew, and ask for the treasures of old sea dogs!"

He sent Smith downstairs to get the wine, while he washed his hands while thinking about things.

‘The fastest way to complete the obsession with making big money is naturally to grab it, but although this method is fast and rebounds a lot, it may lead to some mysterious forces…’

'For the mysterious side of this world, it is safer to slowly explore... Therefore, we can only choose the next-level money-making model to do contraband business, and we can also train a group of people to spy on the intelligence of that mysterious world...'

When the gang power develops to its peak, it will inevitably have some intersection with the mysterious side of this world.

"Sir...your wine."

At this time, Smith had already walked over with a bottle of wine.

"Um."

Zhong Shenxiu took it, and her expression became a little serious in an instant.

He picked up the ice cubes with an ice clip, added it to the mixing glass, used a meter to pick up the gin, held the mixing pot, and suddenly turned into a afterimage.

Smith was almost stunned. He looked at Zhong Shenxiu with flowing movements to complete the mixing of a Martini, and finally hung a string of fresh red currants on the edge of the iced wine glass.

"Martini, the king of cocktails!"

Zhong Shenxiu held a wine glass and took a sip, with a look of satisfaction on her face: "If you do things with me in the future, I will increase your salary by 50%."

"But...but...there are the Notting Hill family..." Smith hesitated to answer.

"It's okay, I'll go 'visit' them myself."
Chapter completed!