Chapter 1860 Don’t mess with me

After Akuma strode into this dirty little bar, he walked directly towards the middle bar.

After a fierce man like him walked in, he became the focus of everyone. The foreigners who were drinking there with bottles of wine in their hands all turned their eyes towards him at this moment.

"What does this guy do?"

"You still have a chain tied to your body? It's really funny." The people in the bar in front of me were saying sarcastically about Akuma, but where was Akuma? He didn't care.

I don’t know if it’s because he doesn’t understand English at all? Or because he doesn’t want to deal with the gangster in the bar.

Akuma, whose body was wrapped in rattling chains, walked directly to the place next to the bar.

A big bronze hand suddenly landed on the bar. Those big eyes that stared like an Arhat looked at the white young man behind the bar who was stunned in front of him and said: "Bring a bottle of wine!"

The sound was like thunder, and it was deafening! Fortunately, there was a DJ's voice in the room, which covered up the thunderous sound of the ghost.

After the monster roared loudly, the young white man behind the bar who was stunned quickly reacted and quickly turned his head to get the drink.

But when I thought about it, the big man in front of me didn't even say what kind of wine I was getting him. He immediately patted his head and turned around and said, "What kind of wine should I drink?"

"Any kind of wine you can drink! It's best if it's as strong as possible." Just listen to what Gouki said.

The white young man frowned and glanced at Akuma's attire. He saw that Akuma was wearing cloth trousers, which were extremely loose. His waist was covered with iron chains, and what about Akuma? It was a black and red trousers.

Clothes on.

Looking at his appearance, the white young man could tell at a glance that he was definitely Thai or Burmese.

After taking a look at Akuma, I was wondering, what does such a person do? Is he from an acrobatic troupe? Or is he performing something? But he still quickly took out a bottle from the wine rack next to him.

A bottle of good whiskey! Then he poured out a glass and handed it over.

The Akuma was indeed rude and directly grabbed the glass of whiskey without ice or green tea with his big, thick hand and drank it down.

After finishing the drink, the doctor put the wine glass on the bar in front of him and said, "Have another drink."

The white young man saw that the fierce man was really powerful, so he poured another glass, and after pouring out a glass, he handed it to the ghost in front of him.

Akuma still gulped it down, and the strong whiskey was like boiled water in his mouth.

The young white man was stunned and drank 6-7 cups in a row!

That Hao Gui is satisfied.

I saw that the people over there who had originally focused their attention on Akuma not only stood up and looked at the big Akuma.

"Who is that guy? What is he doing here?"

"I don't know! I don't think I've seen this person before!"

"I'll just go and ask." As he spoke, a yellow-haired young man who was already a little drunk walked up. He was wearing a bright red T-shirt with a ferocious skull printed on it.

Holding a half bottle of beer in that hand, he walked toward Akuma with a sway.

"Hey, what are you doing?" As soon as Huang Mao came up, his mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol and he slapped the ghost on the shoulder with his hand.

Akuma turned his head fiercely, and glared at the drunk man in front of him with his big eyes like an Arhat's, and said angrily: "What do you care about?"

Hearing what the ghost said, the drunk man in front of him was so dizzy that he didn't feel the overwhelming momentum of the ghost. He said in a daze: "It's my business, what's the matter! This bar belongs to us

Brother, you come here to drink and play? I ask you, are you still not happy? Do you still want to be beaten? "

Just listen to the drunken man's arrogant talk.

In fact, what the drunkard said was right. If it weren't for the fact that the ghost was too big and had chains as thick as his arms wrapped around his body, the big guys who were taking drugs in the corner of the bar would have come up to deal with the ghost long ago.

Isn't that right? Now in the dark corner, a few guys who were taking drugs just now have stood up, with sinister smiles on their faces.

The women standing next to them in scantily attired and sexy clothes also had weird black nail polish on their fingernails, staring at this scene as if they were watching the fun. In their hearts, they wanted to have a fight.

But what about the ghost?

After hearing such a provocation, he groaned at the doctor, clenched his fists tightly to hold back the anger in his heart and said: "I don't want to fight today, and I don't want to fuck here, I just want to drink, you

It's best to get away from me before I lose my temper. Otherwise I will beat you to death." Just listen to the ferocious expression of the ghost.

In fact, Akuma really didn't want to take action today because he had other important things to do. The reason why he came here was entirely because he wanted to drink wine, nothing more.

But Akuma didn't know that what he said was a naked provocation to these guys who had never seen the world and just bullied people in this dark bar all day long.

"What the hell did you say?" The drunkard couldn't help but laugh when he heard the ghost said that he wanted to beat him to death.

He turned around and pointed at the group of people over there and said, "This guy said he wanted to beat me to death? Do you think it's ridiculous?"

At the moment when a sentence came out of his mouth.

The group of people who were still standing there suddenly started screaming in surprise.

Then he saw behind the drunk man, and suddenly a fist like a hammer hit his head hard.

There was a loud bang, and the drunken man who was shouting just now was hit hard on the top of his head by the raised iron fist. There was a loud bang.

The drunk man suddenly collapsed to the ground like soft noodles. Where was the person looking at him? All of a sudden, he was bleeding from all his orifices. He was hit on the top of his head, and he didn't even make a sound from his mouth.

He immediately fell to the ground and died.

He was beaten to death by a punch from Akuma.

After Akuma killed the drunkard with one strike, the bar where the DJ was originally playing suddenly became chaotic. The women who had been smoking just now screamed and hid when they saw that someone was killed.

go.

At this time, the drug addicts in the dark corner also put down the beer bottles in their hands and stood up.
Chapter completed!